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.

the words dripping

with the rebels and tricking me into leaving Southern Frontier, I'd

the truth. You knew from the start that I was only getting close to you for a reason. You thought that if I got pregnant and had your child, I would

are the most

talent, and mediocre martial arts You only got the position of marshal because of your noble title. Even if I were blind, I

should've realized it was just a transaction from the start, but you still pretended it was something real. You can't even tell the difference between true feelings and fake ones. What use are you? You're trash. Just wait

against the iron bars with a fury that seemed to consume him, his voice

Celeste replied

want to know how your son died? I snapped his neck-he couldn't even cry! He died, just like that!" "I don't

to provoke her with

listened, her patience never wavering as the conversation unfolded.

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

needed to be reported

was not the