Her Majestic Battle Cry

Chapter 1230

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The news of the gentlemen’s retreats‘ raid spread like wildfire through the entire capital.

Fabian was struck dumb with shock. He had been feeling unwell that evening and hadn’t gone to any of the retreats, never imagining it would be seized.

The gentlemen’s retreats had been in business for years, hosting many of the capital’s elite. If Salvador had intended to shut it down, surely someone would have tipped him off.

But there had been no warning–it had simply been raided out of the blue!

When Fabian finally returned to his senses, he immediately called for one of his most trusted servants. He needed to know who had carried out the raid–and, more urgently, whether Gerald had been there tonight. He was well aware that Gerald frequented the retreat, and he had always kept that knowledge a secret.

Even the rest of the Quinton family was unaware, except for Gerald’s trusted servant, Cody. To Gerald, the only person in the gentlemen’s retreat who knew his identity was the steward.

The stableman who took care of the horses wasn’t arrested and rushed straight to Glandale Estate to report the situation.

There was no need for further investigation. Two major pieces of news had already come to light. One, Carissa had brought the Capital Guard and the Garrison Unit and led the raid. Two, the white–faced old man had also been taken and was now being held at the Capital Guard headquarters.

The stableman hadn’t known Gerald’s true identity–only that he was the “white–faced old man“.

Fabian’s eyes widened in alarm. “Doesn’t that mean someone saw him?”

were taken, sir. The old man’s face

Gerald’s identity would likely be discovered, especially by Carissa. After

youngest daughter Hailey had been causing trouble with Jocelyn at Gracewood Women’s Academy. Eventually, everyone withdrew from

if Carissa knew Gerald’s true identity, she would make a public spectacle

would be a

established at Eleanor’s suggestion. Fabian had invested money in it,

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an investigation were to be carried out, it would

Fabian was if Carissa accused him of being involved in Eleanor’s treason plot. If that happened, his family name would be ruined, and he

but regret letting his

have kept better control over Jocelyn. But Fabian couldn’t openly blame the Quinton family, not now. He needed to be

mess, he would need the Quinton family’s help. They were his only hope, but Gerald had already been arrested. If the Quinton family found out, they

connections than he did. If they could get Gerald out before he froze or starved to death in

ordered a carriage to be prepared and left the estate. Instead of going straight to the main residence to consult with Malcolm, he headed

Gerald lived in the main house, while his second, third,

still Malcolm’s aunt–in–law, and Gerald

hearing her brother’s words, Betty

Why didn’t you tell me sooner? If you’d said something earlier, at least the family could have helped you! Now that he’s in Lady Carissa’s hands, do you think she’ll

hadn’t missed a single piece of gossip from the outside world. She had married a man who was much older than her, and while she was greatly favored in the family, she held little real