Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 482

Chapter 482

Naturally, Dorothy’s head never made contact with the pillar. With so many people in the room and her actions being so slow, her children and grandchildren had plenty of time to pull her back.

Dorothy had only intended to use that act as a way to scare Rafael, hoping it would stop the household soldiers from smashing things.

But Rafael’s expression remained cold, and the household soldiers didn’t pause in their destruction. They continued to smash anything in sight, sending some of the more timid women screaming and fleeing to the back courtyard.

Dorothy was furious, her vision darkening with anger. She hadn’t expected Rafael to be so brazen, completely unafraid of her threat to bash her own head in.

The soldiers didn’t go into the inner courtyard, as it was off–limits to men. Travis knew this rule well, so they restricted their rampage to the front courtyard and the main hall..

Noah watched the scene with a pale face. He knew very well why Rafael was so enraged tonight-

because his son, Samuel, had pushed Leona earlier today, causing her to suffer complications with b

pregnancy.

her

but Samuel had already lost two teeth as a result of the beating he received from Alana. With blood filling her grandson’s mouth, Dorothy’s heart ached too much to mete out further

However, Helen had come late at night specifically to stir up this matter, scolding them to provoke a confrontation, which then

Rafael did tonight, they could only

had mistreated Leona, his legitimate wife, while favoring a concubine, which

Monarch’s fury, though overwhelming, was something they could

he had already composed several articles denouncing the Hell Monarch. He was convinced that once these articles spread, many scholars would rise to

at the National Academy had once idolized Samuel. As long as he led the charge, articles condemning the Hell Monarch would spring up everywhere like

hoped Rafael would cause even more destruction and behave even

Chapter 482

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blood dripping onto her head, making them seem like a pair of tragic lovers rejected by

had maintained an outward appearance of calm, but it was all an act. The hand she kept hidden under her dress

could be smashed by hand had been destroyed. In the hall, chairs, tables, partition screens, and the antiques on the shelves all

that she would report this to the authorities. But Abigail held onto her tightly, not just supporting