Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1394

Oliver was a notorious criminal, and he should have been sent directly to the Supreme Court. However, Carissa took a different route. She had him detained at the Capital Guard headquarters, where he was to be interrogated first.

Afterward, she planned to report the matter to Salvador. She would credit Zoey for her tip, and then plead for Caspian and Cedric to be allowed to return to the capital as soon as possible.

Celeste was still detained in the Capital Guard headquarters. If she and Oliver met, it might uncover more secrets-such as just how deeply the Spencer family's collateral branch was involved in this mess. The two prisoners were held in adjacent cells, separated by only a narrow iron bar. When their eyes met for the first time, both faces changed instantly.

On the way here, Oliver kept cursing Zoey for betraying him. But when he saw Celeste, he completely forgot about Zoey. He snarled, his teeth clenched.

"You wretched woman, look at you now! It's true-bad people get what they deserve. This is a great thing to see!"

Celeste's eyes narrowed for a moment before she smirked. "I'm a wretched woman? What about you? If anyone deserves their fate, it's you. Look at where you've ended up locked up just like me."

"Everything's your fault!" Oliver shouted, lunging forward, trying to reach her through the bars. "You got me into this mess!"

Celeste stepped back two paces, her expression one of cold amusement as she watched his angry attempts.

she spat, the

"If it weren't for you conspiring with the rebels and tricking me into leaving Southern Frontier, I'd still be the marshal there! I wouldn't have

coldly, "You're blaming me? Was it really my deceit, or was it your cowardice? You know the truth. You knew from the start that I was only getting close to you for a reason. You thought that if

treat children as their whole world. Family ties are the most laughable thing in the world. You thought you could use that

it clear enough when I left you? You're a middle-aged good-for-nothing with no skills, no talent, and mediocre martial arts You only

was something real. You can't even tell

to consume him, his voice a low growl. "You wretched woman, I'll kill you!

it?" Celeste replied coolly. "You wouldn't dare. You're nothing

tightening around the bars. "Do you want to know how your son died? I snapped his neck-he couldn't even cry! He died,

hoped to provoke her with that. He howled like a wounded animal, his

Carissa listened, her patience never wavering as the conversation

Celeste, and that he even wrote a divorce dismissal letter. Later, find

of this needed to be

was not the same as