Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry 611

Chapter 611

After saying that, Carissa released her grip on Viola’s arm. Viola stumbled back and collapsed into a chair, covering her face with her hands.

“If it’s not you, then who? Who’s trying to harm me? If it’s not you, then who else could it be?”

Carissa found herself at a loss for words, grappling with frustration. She wasn’t angry–Viola was simply too sheltered by her family and the Farrell family to think for herself.

To put it plainly, Viola was both selfish and foolish.

Sitting down, Carissa took a deep breath. Getting angry at someone like Viola was pointless. Logic might not work either, but it was worth a shot.

“Let me ask you something. What grudge do I have against you?”

Viola pulled out a handkerchief to dab at her tears, her eyes swollen and red. “Are you saying there’s no grudge? You’re Barrett’s first wife, and we were married on the same day. You overshadowed me in terms of dowry, which made me looked down upon when I entered the Warren family.”

her chair, inhaling deeply before slowly exhaling. It was truly

have I ever compared dowries with you? If you wanted to measure yourself against me and lost, why is that my fault? Why would I be angry at you? What grudge

“But you and Silas…”

the sanctum’s procurement, and he manages the medicine store. Since Sebastian wasn’t around, I had to get the medicine from him. On that day, I did see you two acting suspiciously, but I didn’t think much of it. I just assumed you were awkward because he’s

nose were red, and she looked utterly pathetic. Yet, she stubbornly retorted, “I don’t believe you! Who

slammed her hand on the table. “Give me one good reason why I’d

sudden outburst startled Viola, and her tears stopped flowing. She stared blankly at Carissa, then Instinctively

I don’t want. I couldn’t care less about who he

care,

track them down. I’m not so heartless that I could stand by and

you! With the way he and Aurora treated

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Chapter 611

the conversation. It was futile–there was no point in wasting her breath. She just needed to stall until someone from Valor Estate or Silverstone Estate came to take Viola away. “Here’s your chance: if you have any grievances against me, spit it all out now. That way, you won’t come banging on my door to berate me later. I let you off the hook this time, but next time, I’ll handle

face, which was cold and almost dismissive, and felt humiliated. But as she replayed their past grievances in her mind, she realized there wasn’t much