The Lady Nun Vows Revenge by Caroline Rowland

293.Chapter 293

In the end. Benedict couldn't bring himself to sek the serion After at these days, he abarty had his den answer it was that answer he had been avoiding, running from. But now a cut avoid it any longer

“Alright, I understand Benedict finally said, his tone call but heavy with the hash whip marks on his back, he turned and walked out of the study.

When he returned to his courtyard, Aneon froze the sig of braining is disthies Master Benedict What happened to you?" Aneon exclaimed "Quick on heids and a lower ratch a doctor right away Anson tumed around.

about to invite a doctor over

"No need for a doctor Benedic stopped Anson.

"It's just a few lashes, Benedict said fiarity, his tone dismissive. No need to make a fuse. Just bring the medicine box, and f I take care of it myself to Benedict, it truly wasn't worth calling a disetor

Compared to the fifty lashes he gave to his sisters, these were nothing But to Anson, this was a big deal

Benedict was fine before he left. Yet now, after leaving the courtyard for only a short while he returned with multiple whip marks. It was clear that he was hurt inside the house

And in the entire Duke's estate, the only person who could punish Benedict like this was the Duke. He might violate farm law. Why? Benedict never violated family law and the Duke never beat him.

Anson couldn't even begin to imagine what had happened between Benedict and the Duke Just as the medicine Sox w brought over and Benedict was about to be treated, a sudden commotion erupted outside

flooded in. "What's going on? What are you all doing here? Maste Benedict

Rest assured, Master Benedict, these servants were carefully selected by the Duke

swept coldly across the group. His father had just used Dylan to threaten him, and now

cold laugh, unable to hold back his disdain. It seemed his father had no intention of letting him act freely anymore. He thought, 'Fine, let them come. Let them all keep

long as his father's attention stayed fixed on him, Dylan and Eliza

to tell Benedict about the ledger," Dylan muttered in frustration. After leaving the Duke's estate with the bundle Benedict

forehead, annoyed at his own carelessness. He turned to glance back in the direction of the

murmured, his voice tinged with unease. Regret weighed

this time, he'd acted recklessly again. And worse, he dragged Benedict into the mess. If only

sharper last night when he found the ledger and taken it outright instead of instinctively putting it back, things might have turned out differently. These thoughts churned in Dylan's

secrets about their father and the Padilla family. Malaki had told him

seemed likely their father hadn't just stood by. He might have actively played a role. And that ledger could very well be proof. That was why

it up.

Dylan turned his gaze away and headed

to chase him. If Benedict were here, he'd immediately recognize them as the newly trained shadow guards from the Duke's estate. But unfortunately, Benedict

stepped into the forest, sunlight filtering through

glint of a flying blade, which shot straight

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