Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 1083

Chapter 1083

The investigation ultimately led back to the Oulton family

Malcolm was completely unaware of the matter until Carissa explained it to him priversty After hearing the entire story, his fury was uncontrollable, his whole Body trembling wit

rage.

He had already made a grievous mistake in the past–fathering a daughter with a miness -a stain on his reputation that he could never fully erase. If this new scandal were to spread, how could he possibly face anyone? Even if he was innocent, others would assume he was guilty.

In his rage, Malcolm ordered the guard involved to be brought forward.

The guard, Trey Carter, was a family servant from birth. After learning some skills, he stayed on as a guard in the household. His parents were senior servants in the estate, and it was through them that he learned of the Whitley family’s inquiries to the gatekeey about Malcolm’s visit to the hot springs. Later, Trey followed Malcolm and Marjorie to the temple. When he saw Malcolm had not gone to the hot springs, he decided to exploit the situation for his own gain.

It was him. He had defiled Karen.

For a moment, Malcolm was so furious that he wanted to kill Trey–especially because Carissa was sitting across from him.

This was the same woman who had personally exposed his mistress and handed his illegitimate daughter over to his wife. Malcolm was no ordinary man–he was the father–in -law of the king and the Civil Minister. Countless officials‘ futures were in his hands.

Yet, he feared Carissa. In her presence, he couldn’t hold his head high.

murder, steal, or destroy–but none carried the weight of this particular

gushed from his mouth as he collapsed, clutching his abdomen.

his forehead with a handkerchief, sweat beading not just there but on the tip of his nose

back down across from him. “Lord Quinton, how do you propose we

Trey is undoubtedly at fault, but wasn’t Mr.

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be handled by someone else,” Carissa said coldly. “I am only asking how

on the spot, he couldn’t bring himself to do it. Trey was a family servant from birth, someone Malcolm had watched grow up since childhood. How could he not feel something for the man who had been by his side day

abdomen, dropping to his knees with tears streaming down his face. ” Lord Quinton, Lady Carissa,

him hard, his fury boiling over. “You have the audacity to beg for forgiveness? Even ten deaths wouldn’t be enough to atone

face once, then again. The blows were so vicious that Trey fell to the ground, disoriented, blood spilling from his mouth. Grabbing a cup from the table, Malcolm hurled it at Trey’s head. The force sent him crumpling further to the floor, blood

venting his rage with kicks, slaps, and the broken cup, Malcolm finally sat back down, though his face was still twisted with

him out

stepped forward to remove

voice cut through the

glancing

Trey had endured, she still wasn’t willing to show him any leniency. Clenching his jaw, he waved the guards

him, Lady Carissa? Just

him off to be ‘dealt with‘ means