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.”

armrest of her chair, inhaling deeply before

me and lost, why is that my fault? Why would I be angry at you? What grudge is there between us? Why would I supposedly harm you on purpose? Can you please use your brain for

“But you and Silas…”

raised a hand to interrupt. “I went to Arcane Sanctum to get medicine for Lady Leona. She’s about to give birth. Silas is in charge of the sanctum’s procurement, and he manages the medicine store. Since Sebastian wasn’t around, I had to get the medicine from him.

eyes and nose were red, and she looked utterly pathetic. Yet, she stubbornly

and she slammed her hand on the table. “Give me

outburst startled Viola, and her tears stopped flowing. She stared blankly at Carissa, then Instinctively blurted out, “Because

want. I couldn’t care less about who he

care, then

I received word that there were assassins lurking in the capital, and I went to track them down. I’m not so heartless that

and Aurora treated you,

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Chapter 611

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

was cold and almost dismissive, and felt humiliated. But as she replayed their past grievances in her mind, she realized