NovelsFreeChapter 683
---- "Thad to do it, Alvaro, for my family.
We would always be servants.
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lwanted something you could never give me..." A few tears ---- escaped her eyes as she tried to justify her
betrayal.
Alvaro didn't respond.
He had nothing left to say.
He just waited for death.
What ironyto die at the hands of the woman he once loved.
Her hand rose and prepared to strike with determination.
He faced her to the end, hatred burning in his gaze.
Just as she was about to pierce his throat.
"General! Were you able to capture those traitors?" A greeting outside the tent stopped Alexia's actions,
snapping her into alertness and throwing her into a panic.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWithout thinking twice, she rushed to the back, lifting a section of the heavy canvas to slip away.
"Run, little rat, run.
Who knows? Maybe I'll have a nice long chat with the general about the pussy we both had in common," Alvaro's
mocking voice taunted as he closed the gap.
Alexia felt a wave of worry, biting her nails, crouching to listen to the conversation inside while keeping herself
hidden in the shadows.
Damn it, she shouldn't have hesitated.
She should have silenced him, then given Arthur svague justification later.
She could only hope that at least her brother had reached the castle in tto warn their mother.
If the Duke found out, it would mean her certain death.
---- see BACK AT THE MANSION PARTY: But, Duchess, if this is about last nights indiscretion, please, | apologize
once more, it was my mistake..." "Its not about that.
Im not that petty.
| just wish to return to my castle and see my daughter." Katherine turned with grace and cold elegance to face
the hostess, who had followed her like a lapdog, chasing her all the way to the front of the mansion.
At the first light of dawn, she had risen and ordered the servants to pack her and Elliots belongings.
She gave the local noble a vague explanation about why the Duke had left earlier, and now she, too, was
departing.
"Well, if you say so, | feel relieved, but...
but on Christmas, we will invite you to stay another night..." "Madam, dont bother," Katherine smirked
mockingly.
"We will never attend another celebration in your home.
Lets just say, | didnt feel particularly welcomed." Without granting the woman another second of her attention,
she climbed into her carriage with the coachman's help, leaving the hostess speechless, red with humiliation and
shame.
Her husband would beat her to death.
To be blacklisted by the Everhart Duchy would ruin them, even in ---- business.
Inside the hall, the other guests peeked their heads out, still lingering at the party, watching the scene unfold.
"Lets go!" Kath knocked on the roof, and the carriage, packed with their belongings, immediately set off.
She looked through the small window.
Up above, someone watched her like a vulture: the former mistress.
The Duchess gave her a twisted smile, full of malicious pleasure.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOne of the maids, eager to get on her good side and earn a tip, whispered that when she entered the washroom,
Brendas maid had cto check the sheets.
She had paid a few coins to the other girl and rummaged through the laundry basket, finding undeniable
evidence of the Duke and Duchesss heated encounter.
Just as stunned as the others, she had also gathered the real jewels, scattered across the carpets and the
mattress as if they were worthless trinkets.
"T hope you choke on your own venom," Katherine murmured with delight as she moved out of view of the
mansion.
"Hurry, | must be at the Duchy in less than an hour!" she urged the coachman, hearing the crack of the whip and
the rumbling escort following closely behind.
Every second could mean either victory or death.
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