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?”

up when they were taken, sir. The old man’s face was concealed

mind. He knew that once they reached the Capital Guard headquarters, Gerald’s identity would likely be discovered, especially by Carissa. After all, the Quinton family had once offended

causing trouble with Jocelyn at Gracewood Women’s Academy. Eventually,

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

would be a

was the fact that the gentlemen’s retreat had been established at Eleanor’s suggestion. Fabian had invested money in it, and after Eleanor fell

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but if an investigation were to

but what terrified 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 would never

his daughter run wild at

over Jocelyn. But Fabian couldn’t openly blame the Quinton family, not now.

arrested. If the Quinton family found out, they might blame Fabian. Forget about getting their help–he would be lucky if they didn’t make things

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

and left the estate. Instead of going straight

own residences. Gerald lived in the main house, while his second, third, and fourth brothers lived in nearby properties

was still Malcolm’s aunt–in–law, and Gerald was her older brother–in–law. For the sake of both the Quinton and the Marquis of Glandale’s family, she had a duty to

her brother’s words, Betty Schmitt trembled

muttered, trembling. “What are we going to do now? Why didn’t you tell me sooner? If you’d said something earlier, at

a man who was much older than her, and while she was greatly favored in the family, she held little real power. She had no other ambition than to