Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry 860

Chapter 860

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Rebecca froze, her gaze fixed on Zoey. The corners of her eyes, which had sagged slightly, now lifted, filled with scrutiny as she tried to gauge whether the younger woman was joking.

But it was clear that Zoey was not joking–she was dead serious.

A rush of blood flooded Rebecca’s head as she struggled to catch her breath, scarcely able to believe that Zoey was asking her for money to buy medicine. They were family by marriage, and this was for medicine. Did she have to be so calculative about it?

Suppressing the humiliation that bubbled up inside her Rebecca shot a glance at Tara. There were s things she simply couldn’t voice, given her senior status.

some

Recognizing the cue, Tara mustered the courage to ask, “Could you lend us the money for now, Madam Zoey? We can pay you back later.”

“I rushed out of my home this morning. How could I possibly have that much money on me?” Zoey replied.

always go back and fetch it first,” Tara

chuckled. “Isn’t that a bit redundant? I’d have to make an extra trip to

just give me the money directly? After all, you’ll need to pay me back eventually. You can’t be saying that a prestigious family like yours can’t come up with two hundred

flushed with anger, her complexion darkening. It was clear

that the steward isn’t here at the moment, so… so

Viola in th

the meantime. Once you have the funds, send them over to Grace Mansion. It’s just running an errand for

Once outside the courtyard, a cold smile crept onto her

to ask her for money

managing to settle herself after narrowly

to be so fragile and be unable to bear

nearly died herself, Viola understood just how terrifying death could be. And yet Amelia, that timid woman, had chosen death. She had first tried to throw herself into the river, and failing that, she hung herself. It showed the depths of her despair, the sheer

death had nothing to do with her, but

resisted this notion. Yet, Zoey laid out one point after another, painting a picture of a bitter,

woman was

family, a lady who had never known hardship. It was no exaggeration to say she lived a life of luxury. But after marrying into the Warren family, why had she begun to value money over