Her Graceful War Song

After Carissa left, Leopold remained in a daze for a long while. It took him a while to slowly regain his senses. His eyes were bloodshot as he seized Jessica by the collar and raised his hand, delivering a sharp slap across her face.

“How dare you hit me?! You coward!” she screamed like a crazed woman.

“That’s not all I’m going to do! I’m divorcing you!” Leopold snapped, raising his voice for the first time as rage boiled within him.

“What?” Jessica froze for a moment, her face darkening ominously. “Say that again!”

“You’re such a vicious woman! Why wouldn’t I divorce you? Am I supposed to keep you around to harm my family and our people?!”

Suddenly, a ceramic pot came crashing down on Leopold’s head, shattering with a resounding crack. The force of it sent him staggering back, disbelief washing over his face as he stared at the frenzied Jessica, As dizziness overtook him, he collapsed to the ground blood gushing from his head.

“Lord Leopold!”

The servants rushed in and hastily supported him as one shouted, “Fetch the physician!”

“Divorce me? You want to divorce me? Then, I’ll make sure we both go down together!” Jessica glared coldly at the man lying on the floor, not an ounce of sympathy in her eyes.

As Carissa stepped outside the gate, she immediately heard the sounds of yelling and screaming from within. She instructed Michael to go in and find out what was happening while she returned to the Supreme Court to report. She needed to gather and organize the testimonies first.

Ironridge Estate was thrown into chaos. Fortunately, due to Margaret’s poor health, they had already employed a physician, which allowed Leopold to receive timely medical attention. While it didn’t result in a fatality, he was gravely injured.

After assessing the situation, Michael returned to the Supreme Court to report to Carissa.

“Are his injuries serious?” she asked, concern etching her features.

“The physician said Lord Leopold was saved in time, so his life isn’t in danger. However, we won’t know if there will be any further complications until he wakes up. When I left, he still hadn’t regained. consciousness,” said Michael, recalling how shocked he had been when he saw the blood pooling on Leopold’s head.

“That’s truly ruthless,” Matthew remarked, shaking his head. He had just finished questioning Eleanor and couldn’t help but smile wryly. “The mother and daughter are quite similar. During my interrogation, Eleanor initially said nothing. But then she erupted into a fit of curses, her voice growing hoarse from screaming before she finally stopped. Now, it’s Peter’s turn.”

Rafael chuckled and acknowledged Matthew’s hard work. “Let’s organize the testimonies. I have to drop by the palace to report to His Majesty. We need to update him on the preliminary investigation.”

“Should we report everything she raved about as well? Matthew asked.

“Of course. We must report exactly what she said, no matter how ridiculous.”

Noticing the troubled expression on Matthew’s face, Carissa asked, “What did she say?”

Matthew handed her Eleanor’s statement. “Please take a look.”

As Carissa sat down and quickly skimmed through the report, her expression shifted to one of exasperation.

She looked at Rafael and asked, “You…

want to submit this to the king just like that?”

“Yes. Exactly like that,” Rafael replied decisively.

Carissa wasn’t concerned that Salvador would actually believe Eleanor’s words. Anyone with half a brain wouldn’t fall for such nonsense.

Salvador knew that Rafael and his people had uncovered this rebellion case, If Rafael was the mastermind, wouldn’t that mean he was effectively stabbing himself in the back?

It simply didn’t make sense.

But wouldn’t submitting such an unreasonable confession make the king think Rafael was trying to pull a clumsy cover–up? Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Rafael understood Carissa’s concerns and said, “It’s fine. Since she said it, we can’t just ignore it. His Majesty is eager to see her initial statement. He wants to sift through it for any clues that might validate his suspicions.

Carissa realized that relying on this testimony wouldn’t lead to any verifiable truths.

“I’ll accompany you to the palace to see His Majesty. We need him to make a decision regarding Jessica’s situation,” she stated firmly.