Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1389

Zoey was sitting at the table, sewing a new dress for her daughter. Once the dress was finished, she planned to embroider some decorative patterns. After all, her daughter was now living at Hell Monarch Estate; it wouldn't do for her to rely completely on the royal household for everything, especially her clothes.

Her mind was in turmoil. The words Carissa had spoken kept circling in her thoughts, and she couldn't shake the feeling that it would come to pass.

If Oliver found himself without options, he would surely return to the capital. Whether or not he would immediately come looking for her afterward was uncertain, but she had a sense that he would first try to find Evelyn.

He wouldn't turn to Zoey unless he was certain that Evelyn could offer him no help. But Evelyn was deeply attached to her son and would go to any lengths to try and assist him.

Zoey had followed them the entire day, and while nothing had happened, that didn't mean it wouldn't happen in the days to come. If Oliver returned to the capital, it would only be for money. He wouldn't have the intention of staying in the city for long.

Evelyn had no money, but after years in the capital, she had cultivated certain connections. She could borrow a little here and there, pulling people into her troubles without them realizing it.

However, Evelyn couldn't go out by herself. She was too ill to leave the house, and she couldn't bring herself to go and ask for help. Most likely, she would have to send Luna or Viola to do it.

As Zoey pondered these things, Viola entered the room quickly.

Zoey looked up and asked, "What's wrong, Viola?"

in the past. I've caused you so much trouble, embarrassed you, and even harmed my nephews

sharpness and bitterness that

connected to Viola by blood. They would always be family, no matter what.

the past. Look ahead. Things will

down her face, Viola said, "Hearing you say that brings me

have believed them. After everything that had happened, how could things possibly get better?

anymore, what's with all the crying?" Viola took it, dabbing at her eyes, and then noticed the dress Zoey was making. The fabric was soft, a playful

Estate

a moment, realizing how foolish she had been, always comparing herself to Carissa, whether openly or in secret. The thought made her embarrassed. Quickly, she turned her attention to her sister-in-law and got

there's something I need

has returned. I saw him yesterday, when I was at the general shop on the next street. He asked for 3,000

thread, trembled slightly. Though her

went looking

have already known

men had been exiled, while the women

had the nerve to ask for 3,000 silver

of scoundrel

anger and asked, "Does Mother know