Under the heiress facade

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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!”

his beel and headed back to the banquet

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

this wasn’t the first time she had met Queenie. Back when she was with the Killians, she attended a family banquet where she had a nin–in

night to prepare for Albert to fall to the floor. Not only did Queenie not apologize,

that moment, pig grunts sounded from a nearby

thoughts and saw Tiramisu poking its head out of the greenery. It grunted twice at her before disappearing back

path, Hera trailed after Tiramisu for a while.

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,

unearthed something. Hera picked it up. It was a bunny hairpin

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

stood up, and headed toward the small

stairs, scanning the room but finding

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

who couldn’t tolerate any flaws. Quernde must be turning that she was publicly exposed

she was stopped by the butler before she could

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

she watched Queenie engage in lively conversation with the