The Lady Nun Vows Revenge by Caroline Rowland

The Silent 591

"Your Highness, Your Grace." Vance Malone strode into the hall, his posture

brimming with arrogance. Yet, it seemed the commotion outside had forced him to swallow his pride and offer a proper bow

As he bent forward, his gaze lingered on Eliza, carrying a hint of insolence that

made her feat uneasy

The moment Eliza's brows furrowed slightly, Nolan, standing beside her, caught it immediately

Nolan's gaze swept over Vance, sharp and icy

In that instant, Vance felt a chill creep down his neck, as though he'd been marked by a predator

But he quickly dismissed the feeling. After all, this was the Malone family's territory

Who would dare lay a finger on him there?

"Your Highness, Your Grace, please excuse him. This is my eldest grandson, the firstborn of my son, Jefferent."

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of age, and anyone could see that. For Nolan to call him a child, it was either an insult or blatant

cold

her coffee leisurely, the brew already

is Jefferson's eldest

would make him Louisa's

no stranger to

Eliza mused silently.

underestimating him. If Louisa were there, she would even have to step aside for Vance. After all, he was the most ruthless

Dinner and a show, wouldn't that be delightful? "Nonsense! You kids always end up drawing blood in those matches. How could we let His Highness and Her Grace witness such chaos? It would surely ruin their appetite and offend

an apologetic smile, she turned to Nolan and Eliza. "Your Highness, Your Grace, please

was watching her with a faint, knowing smile.

mean the elders are equally thoughtless?" Nolan's icy tone and the oppressive aura he exuded instantly froze Sariyah's smile

hall, the atmosphere thick with unspoken

as she broke the increasingly tense atmosphere. "Your Highness, this feast

That wouldn't do. This

effort, and not a