Chapter 1401

Gerald and Clifford met in the Supreme Court's interrogation room. They sat across from each other, an old wooden table between them.

Carissa sat behind the scribe's desk, not far from them. Even if they spoke in hushed tones, she could hear every word clearly.

The only sounds in the room were the quiet rustle of breath, the steady beat of hearts, and occasionally, the almost imperceptible sound of a sigh.

Yet, no words passed between them.

Neither of them exchanged even a fleeting glance. It was as if they were two strangers who were forced to sit together-distant, indifferent.

Carissa wondered if it was her presence that made things so strained, though she could not leave. All she could do was endure the awkward silence alongside them.

At last, Gerald asked, "Why?"

Gerald was truly baffled, struggling to reconcile the person before him with the image of someone he thought he knew. No matter how he looked at Clifford, he could not align the two.

Clifford clasped his hands together and shook his head. "Why bother asking? History is written by the victors."

things?" Gerald asked, his

that the things I've always wanted to do in life are out of reach. Didn't King Sigmund say it? I'm a rebellious person. I think my thoughts were never truly rebellious enough, so I resolved to do something truly reckless. Once that was done, nothing else seemed worth

eyes narrowed as he focused on him. "You led a rebellion this time. There are thousands dead, and countless more wounded. The stench of

lips and remained silent. He looked completely

"What is it

replied, his tone tinged with bitterness.

a facade you created for me. You blindly believed I was as you imagined

at him for a long time, a bitter look creeping across his face.

seemed to

It seems the years have treated you well. Yes, a wise wife; obedient children, grandchildren aplenty-what more could you ask for in

parted, as if struggling for words. "Clifford, we're already at this age now. What's the point of saying

for the family. Some things are beyond

bring ruin to the

in Clifford's presence, he always felt

didn't respond

turned his attention

the court, and started Skye Embroidery and

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