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

as a result of the beating he received from Alana. With blood filling her grandson’s mouth, Dorothy’s heart ached too much to

However, Helen had

the start. So, no matter what Rafael did tonight, they could only endure it. If word got out,

on Samuel, who, after losing his position, showed no remorse. He had mistreated Leona, his legitimate wife, while favoring a concubine, which led to Leona’s pregnancy

could bear, in comparison, the Hell Monarch’s fury, though overwhelming,

Hell Monarch. He was convinced that once

idolized Samuel. As long as he led the charge, articles condemning the Hell Monarch would

destruction and behave even more outrageously. The more tyrannical the prince appeared, the more monstrous his image would become in Samuel’s

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his blood dripping onto her head, making them seem like

even startled Helen. She had maintained an outward appearance of calm, but it was all

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

wailing that Rafael had gone too far and that she would report this to the authorities. But Abigail held onto her tightly, not just supporting her but gripping her firmly to