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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!”

on his beel and

chuckled lightly, but her gaze remained cold. She hadn’t done anything yet, and he was

Back when she was with the Killians, she attended a

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 also dirtied Daphne’s dress, resulting in

pig grunts sounded

of the greenery. It grunted twice at her before disappearing back

floral path, Hera trailed

grove at the end. It was filled with valuable trees. In the secluded grove, she caught sight of a small gray

and unearthed something. Hera picked it up. It was a

her head. It seemed Isabella’s disappearance

She patted the Tiramisu’s head, stood up, and

the room but finding no sign of Hera. It

Giselle’s lips. She then gracefully approached queenie to apologize for her

turning that she was publicly exposed

the butler before she could

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

engage in lively conversation with the guests, ignoring

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