Her Majestic Battle Cry 849

Chapter 849

Rebecca lounged on a luxurious chaise, her eyes like icy daggers.

“Kneel!” she commanded, her voice sharp and cold..

Amelia dropped to her knees without hesitation. In an instant, a slap landed on her cheek, accompanied by a vicious curse.

“Why didn’t you die out there? What are

got some nerve!” Rebecca shrieked.

you doing back here? Threatening to take your own life? You’ve

Tara tried to intervene, “Madam Rebecca, please calm down! Madam Amelia knows she was wrong. Let’s not make things worse for your health.”

Without a word, Rebecca picked up a cup from the nearby table and hurled it at Amelia’s head.

“Now she knows she’s wrong? When she was causing all this chaos, did she even think about her mistakes? She’s brought disgrace to our family! Get out of my sight! Kneel at the courtyard gate until tomorrow! You don’t stand up until I say so!”

Warm liquid

Tara sighed. “Quickly, Madam Amelia,

hoping to get Amelia out of

to kheel at the

with anger. “Look at her attitude Just look

outside to Amelia with a soft cushion, hoping to make her more comfortable. It was a

you waiting for? Come here and tend to Madam Amelia’s wounds,”

a marionette, allowing them to fuss over

gently. “After dinner, I’ll plead your

something about her clothes. The fabric was decent, but not new. It struck Tara then that ever since Carissa left the Warren family, Amelia hadn’t

all get better,” Tara said with a sigh

learned of Amelia’s bridge incident the night

nearly fall. A maid rushed over to support her back to bed and called

if Amelia had returned. The maid

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the whole truth, simply

cold. How could she not get sick? Such foolishness! How could she be so reckless?

it hard to breathe. The servants prepared some hot water

her rest. Once I feel better tomorrow, I’ll

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