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

to kill him. Blood gushed from his mouth

sweat beading not just there but on the tip of his

back down across from him. “Lord Quinton, how do you propose we settle this? The

long sigh Trey is undoubtedly at fault, but wasn’t Mr. Whitley also to blame? He was the one

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

stared at Trey. As much as he wanted to kill him 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

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

to beg for forgiveness? Even ten deaths wouldn’t

Malcolm rose and slapped him across the face once, then again. The blows were so vicious that Trey fell to the ground, disoriented, blood

venting his rage with kicks, slaps, and the broken cup, Malcolm finally sat back down,

drag him

guards stepped forward to

the room,

froze, glancing

After everything Trey had endured, she still wasn’t willing to show him

Carissa? Just say the word, and I’ll have him dealt with

a cold laugh. “Dealt with? Dragging him off to be ‘dealt with‘ means I