Under the heiress facade

Chapter 72

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Chapter 72

Hera’s words undeniably provoked Queenie.

“Someone, get this wretch out of here,” Queenie called for a maid while James quickly approached.

“Mrs Gaskell, please calm down. I’ll handle this.”

James didn’t want Hera to be kicked out of the Gaskell residence in front of so

so many elites as it would tamish the Everett family’s reputation.

“You’re too audacious, Heral Who asked you to come? James led Hera forcefully to the backyard.

He knew Hera was a nuisance and never intended to bring her along. But she managed to come anyway.

Without waiting for Hera’s reply, he pointed to a path. “There’s a back door here. Get out of here immediately!”

he turned on his beel and headed back to the banquet hall

her gaze remained cold. She hadn’t done anything yet, and he was already furious?

Queenie. Back when she was with the Killians,

causing a herbal remedy Hera had worked late into the night to prepare for Albert to fall to the floor. Not only did Queenie not apologize, but she

moment, pig grunts sounded from

Tiramisu poking its head out of the greenery. It grunted twice at her before

trailed after Tiramisu for a

family. Their backyard was an expansive garden, stretching to a small grove at the end. It was filled with valuable trees. In

picked it up. It was a

on her head. It seemed Isabella’s

stood up, and headed toward the small

a fresh outfit and descended the stairs, scanning the room but finding no

then gracefully approached queenie to

turning that she was publicly exposed for wearing a

stopped by the butler before she could reach Queenie.

Everett, I’m sorry, but Mrs. Gaskell doesn’t wish to see you

paled instantly as she watched Queenie engage in lively conversation with

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