Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 1007

Chapter 1007

Just moments ago, Jessica had been brash and loud. However, the sight of Carissa and Violet instantly silenced her.

She clutched the hem of her dress, her chin raised slightly, unwilling to lower her head even in her fallen state. A pair of small, gilded butterfly earrings dangled from her ears. It was out of place with her shabby attire, as if it was all she had to maintain the last bit of dignity and respectability.

She had come alone, without even a maid in tow.

“Your Grace, Ms. Spencer, you’ve come at just the right time,” Hannah said.

Her face was livid, ashen with anger.

“I’ve dealt with my fair share of troublesome people, but I’ve never seen anyone cause this much of a scene! She wants to stay at the workshop and insists we change the name to her own. When I asked what she was cast out for, she refused to say a word.”

It wasn’t hard to understand why Hannah was furious. When the workshop was first established, she and Carissa laid down strict rules. Any woman cast out for committing evil deeds or harming others wasn’t to be accepted.

So, when Jessica arrived, she had to be questioned. But now, she was evasive, not saying a word, and yet still acting arrogant–how could Hannah not be enraged?

what she wore when she was still royalty. Now, she wore coarse fabric and simple hairpins, looking old and poor. She didn’t even have

she dared not show her arrogance in front of Carissa. After all, Carissa was a government

studied Jessica and said, “Jessica, do you really want to stay at the workshop? Do you understand that it’s not a place of luxury? You’ll have to

wavered, but she still tried to

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of age, you and Rafael should be talking to me more respectfully. But I won’t hold it against you. I’m here

paused, bitterness and resentment flashing in

know why I was divorced. You’ve

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say you’re offering shelter, you can’t just turn

heard about your divorce, but we don’t know why you were cast out,” Carissa replied. “As for laughing behind your back, there’s

crimson. “I don’t believe that for a second!

But you wanting to stay at the workshop? That concerns us. Why

a son. Don’t you know? Everyone in the capital knows.

embroiderer and held a proper funeral for her, so why won’t you take me in? Why don’t you care about me? Or is it all

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