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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

his signal, servants came in carrying large

on

your prayers, the rains wouldn't have come and saved Plutonville. I've long wanted to thank you, but things

her feet. "Please forgive the imposition," he added with a nervous smile. "I didn't know what you might like, but I heard you enjoy growing medicinal herbs. So I collected every species grown in Plutonville,

an eyebrow. "This is starting

likes to grow herbs, the people of Plutonville began donating what they had. I merely delivered them on their behalf." That

walked over, examining the gifts basket by basket. When she

of them."Jenson's face

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"As long as

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he received was wrong. Growing

"She grows herbs... and studies

Eliza didn't just grow herbs-she also cultivated

delivered, Jenson didn't even look at the officials at the door, who were now trying to signal him with increasingly desperate glances. He offered his farewells and

behind? Still kneeling. Still frozen. Not a

cold, soul-crushing glance from

reviewing every account and secured a tidy fifty million dollars in "military compensation" from the Bradford

Well-mostly resolved.

the end, looked like a bloated corpse. He'd passed out hours ago

would've been courting death. They let him bleed, kept him barely alive, only treating him when he was seconds from dying. Just enough to

Bradford family was furious, but

all, Hudson had tried to force Eliza in the street. Anyone

drag his broken son home when Nolan's

He shoved Hudson back down and dropped

more.

Highness... is there

who had already been beaten into a pile of meat, was trembling so

tapping the armrest. His gaze was flat as a

said, pointing at

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