The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 1192

The butler supported Eltham back to his room, while Hestia whipped up a hangover cure, a steaming cup of strong black coffee with a dash of honey, just about to deliver it when she was stopped by the butler. "Ms. Bennett, I'll take care of it. You should get some rest."

The butler wasn't fond of Brittany.

Nor did he have any respect for Hestia.

Plainly speaking, he believed Eltham deserved the finest woman in the world.

In his eyes, Hestia, coming from a humble background, even with a daughter, still wasn't fit for high society.

Hestia's eagerness to please Eltham was, in his view, a mere chase after a status upgrade.

The butler knew exactly what game Hestia was playing, pretending to care with her hangover remedy.

"Alright."

Hestia felt as if she had been slapped across the face. Her cheeks burning, she handed over the coffee and headed to Twila's room.

Twila had already drifted off to sleep.

The scars on her wrists were glaringly visible.

had said the damage was severe, and even with reconstructive surgery, playing the piano

had her moments of tears and tantrums over this, but eventually, she had to let

Hestia felt a surge of resentment

been stronger, could

restless night, with the butler by his

did the butler step out, instructing the staff to be extra attentive and not let anyone take advantage of the situation. After the butler left, the staff guarded

Twila's room and asked a servant,

"Yes, much better."

but the servant's stance didn't invite further action, so she

to excess. The Queen, upon hearing of

be so drunk over a woman,

disciplined. It's no surprise that a confident and bold woman like Ms. Lynette could

a Queen Consort, Brittany

her coffee, "I approved of Brittany for

descend the stairs, stopped in her tracks upon overhearing

a sigh, "Well, even though Brittany is not ideal, she has

with Twila's injury rendering her dreams of being a pianist impossible, they no longer held value in the Queen's eyes, who lost

matters, managing to bring

place, Hestia didn't move for a

the alcohol's scent, he found Hestia at the corridor's bend, raising an eyebrow, "What are you doing here?" Startled, Hestia

indifferent to Hestia's presence,