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Chapter 20 Duke Is Furious

Isolde slowly lifted her blood–red eyes. “Out of my way

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The butler’s smile curled sinisterly, “My lady, this estate still belongs to the Duke. Forgive me, but I obey only his commands.”

“I’ll say it one last time–stand aside!” Isolde’s voice rang sharp as steel, laced with fury.

Unmoved, the butler seemed almost to relish provoking her. “I have my orders. Helena must not leave here alive. Put her down, and I’ll step aside.”

Isolde’s hand snapped to her Flowing Cloud Whip. With a flick, the whip cracked through the air and struck the butler squarely across the head.

He didn’t move, though blood streamed down his brow His grin was ghastly. “You’ll regret this, Miss Langley. I’ll see to it

Slowly, he retreated, as if his sole purpose had been to take the blow.

Isolde knew well enough the schemes these people played, but her fury burned too bright to care gathered Helena into her arms and carried her back to the Pearl Tower.

She

the girl than hurried footsteps and murmuring voices

me with

leaning casually against the doorway. She watched as her father and Matilda entered the courtyard. Behind her, Eleanor peered

Her face was pale, her injuries evident, but her

Geoffrey’s voice thundered with

mocking. “Isn’t this my home?” Her gaze swept the gathered crowd. “It’s rare to see so many faces at my tower. A grand

you last night?” Geoffrey demanded. “What disgraceful deeds

she limped forward, her injured leg dragging faintly. “Why ask, Father? Haven’t

don’t let your anger blind you. Isolde’s nature is willful pressing her too hard

coldly. “But out of respect for the life you once saved, I’ve convinced them to take you as a

won’t marry him

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20 Duke Is Furious

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“Set aside last night’s shameful display. There’s still the matter of Mary. She served you loyally for years–your mother’s own maid–yet you

laugh, her voice raw with contempt. “I have one mother, and she’s long dead. If killing Mary was unjust, then send me to the High Court and let the magistrates

shown you patience you don’t deserve. Yet you repay me with this insolence: Dragging your mother’s name into this disgrace? You’ve brought her

shame!

remained steady. “Do you think I want to invoke her memory? What choice do I have, Father? Without

wife’s niece, and cast aside as though I were he added, “I

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