The Lady Nun Vows Revenge by Caroline Rowland

The Silent 259

Chapter 259 Chapter 259

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The moment those words left Nolan's mouth, Lucian scrambled to his feet, clutching the accounting ledger to his chest, and ran off to "handle things."

But while he left, a dozen trembling officials remained kneeling outside, not daring to move an inch.

"Why are they still here?" Eliza asked, raising an eyebrow.

Nolan replied casually, "Too noisy. I told them to kneel there until I've finished my business. Then I'll deal with them."

His tone wasn't loud, but just loud enough to drift to the doorway-where the trembling officials heard every single word.

Several of them shivered even harder, cold sweat soaking their collars. If they'd known offending Nolan meant kneeling for hours with death hanging over their heads, they'd never have let Lucian drag them into this.

"Quick-go get Mr. Jenson Pearson! If he doesn't come plead for us, we're all dead!" someone whispered in a panic.

Soon enough, Jenson did arrive-but not for them.

"Your Grace. Your Highness," Jenson greeted with a glowing smile, walking right past the shivering men at the door without a glance and stopping before Eliza to bow.

Eliza smiled lightly. "No need for formalities. Please, rise."

Nolan said nothing, so Eliza gestured invitingly. "Come, have a seat. You wouldn't happen to be here to plead for anyone, would you?"

She said it half-jokingly.

Jenson quickly waved his hands. “No, no-nothing gratitude.”

of

the sort. I'm not here to plead. I'm here to present a small token of

signal, servants came in carrying large baskets-basket after basket of something earthy

it was medicinal herbs. But on closer inspection,

long wanted to

what you might like, but I heard you enjoy growing medicinal

raised an eyebrow. "This is starting to look like a

didn't even come from me. After word got out that Your Grace likes to grow herbs, the people of Plutonville began

gifts basket by basket. When she

of them."Jenson's face lit up. "As long as

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face lit up. "As long

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received was wrong. Growing herbs? It seemed so... unorthodox. But clearly, he'd chosen

thought to himself, "She grows herbs... and studies

he didn't know was that Eliza didn't just grow

look at the officials at the door, who were now trying to signal him with increasingly desperate glances. He

kneeling. Still frozen. Not a

would earn them a cold, soul-crushing glance from Nolan-and none

tidy fifty million dollars in "military compensation" from the Bradford family that the matter

Well-mostly resolved.

a bloated corpse. He'd passed out hours ago from

been courting death. They let him bleed, kept him barely alive, only

but they didn't

Hudson had tried to force Eliza in the street. Anyone who wasn't utterly stupid knew

his broken son home when

froze. He shoved Hudson back down and dropped to his knees

more.

there

a pile of meat, was trembling so violently his fat

at the table, his fingers idly tapping the armrest. His gaze was flat as a

pointing at Hudson. "Come