Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 1026

Chapter 1026

Back at Hell Monarch Estate, Violet jumped out of the carriage and gave a few quick hops at the gate, shaking off all the bad energy that had clung to her. Her face was ashen with fury.

“What the hell was that? How dare he have designs on me? Doesn’t he realize his son is older than I am? That shameless old fart!” she roared.

Luke happened to be walking out at that moment. When he overheard Violet’s words, he took a step back, his round face looking thoroughly confused.

Why would someone be shameless just because they were old?

Carissa, just as upset, pulled Violet into the estate. “Don’t go to Edgeview Estate again. The way his eyes were all over you… Just thinking about it makes me feel like you’ve been sullied. It’s disgusting.”

She couldn’t tell if the man she saw tonight was still the ambitious man she knew it was like he had turned into a completely different person. He was nothing but a pervert.

Once inside the council hall, Rafael recounted to Jacob how Yuvan had been eyeing Violet.

Jacob listened with a stunned expression. “No way… It was that obvious?”

“I

mulling over this on the carriage ride back. Based on what they had learned, Yuvan wasn’t the type to be interested in women. No matter how beautiful a woman was, to him, they

to the Spencer family’s wealth, weapons manufacturing, and warhorses

sense of what he had seen. Once they sat down, he asked, “Carissa, do you think it’s possible he’s not

with anger, but she calmed a little

the realm of possibility. In the martial world, disguises were so skillfully done that sometimes, it was

behave so recklessly. Even if he did have designs on Violet, it would only be because she was the favored

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that was the case, then he certainly wouldn’t have

fell into deep thought, pondering

initially disagreed, but seeing that the three smartest people in the estate all thought the same way, she found herself

be a fake

Meanwhile, Travis was fuming.

mean, fake Yuvan? It’s him, alright! If he’s different from before, it just means he was

like her? Let me tell you, men can be so full of themselves. They think we can’t see through their intentions. They think they’re hiding it well. Did you hear the last thing he said? What was it? ‘I misspoke. Please forgive me, my dear?‘ I just want to slap