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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

remained cold. She hadn’t done

fact, this wasn’t the first time she had met Queenie. Back when she was with

to fall to the floor. Not only did Queenie not apologize, but she also dirtied Daphne’s dress, resulting in her

sounded

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

Hera trailed after Tiramisu for a

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

dry leaves and unearthed something. Hera picked it up.

used to wear on her head. It seemed Isabella’s disappearance was indeed tied to the Gaskell family.

and

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

then gracefully approached queenie to apologize for her

tolerate any flaws. Quernde must be turning that she was publicly exposed for wearing a knockott

by the butler before she could reach

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

instantly as she watched Queenie engage in lively

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