The Lady Nun Seeks Justice (Eliza Stonor) novel Chapter 280

Benedict’s words infuriated Sophie so much that she planned to kill her eldest brother. Her fingernails dug into her palms, so the latter bled.

She tried her best to replace the anger on her face with sadness. “Benedict…” she sobbed. “I… I know. I know that Eliza is kind and not as evil as others say. That is why I gave many persuasions to the other brothers.

“Later, my true identity got exposed. I have my pride, Benedict. I know my place under this roof, so those bad things resulted from a fit of anger. Benedict, what should I do to regain your trust?”

“Nothing, after your men dug my mother’s grave. You may say they acted on their own, but I don’t think so.” Benedict expressionlessly looked at Sophie.

He went on, “Sophie, I don’t regret my previous indulgence of you. My real regret is that I hurt my little sister for your sake. Don’t come here again.” After the speech, he was inclined to close the door.

“Benedict, wait!” Sophie shouted. With grief, she pleaded, “I know that I broke your heart. I shouldn’t come here to disturb you. However, regret gets me whenever I recall our good old days.

“I brought you some flowers. I can’t come to see you anymore, so let these flowers keep your company, okay?” Benedict’s gaze lingered on Sophie’s face.

Never had Benedict imagined such an awful relationship with his two sisters. He had once doted on Eliza and Sophie. Now, Eliza was a nun, and he didn’t want to see Sophie anymore.

Benedict took the two pots of flowers, handed them to his attendant, and blandly said to Sophie, “Go. Don’t come again.” Bang! The doorwas slammed shut.

Sophie clenched her fists to prevent herself from kicking the door. She turned around, shot a glance at Annie, and said, “Let‘ s go.” Her plan began.

That night, Annie meticulously recorded what Sophie had done in the daytime and later had the report sent to Gabriel. She felt a bit itchy, and she didn’t take it to heart at the thought of the insects in the yard.

In the study, Gabriel read the reports as usual. His gaze lingered on the flowers Annie had mentioned in her report. “Come on in,” he summoned. Instantly, a man walked into the study.

“Have you figured out the flowers Sophie keeps?” Gabriel inquired. The servant responded, “Most of them are ordinary, My Lord.”

“What about the rest?” Gabriel pressed. The servant shook his head and said, “Not yet. Sorry that we can’t find out what they are.”

Gabriel fell silent. “They may be some wild flowers,” he murmured. Discreet, he added, “Keep a close watch on those two flowers in Benedict’s yard.”

After a moment of hesitation, the servant reported, “Lord Benedict has only one servant now…” This news brought a slight frown to Gabriel. “What happened?”

The servant explained, “About one month ago, Lord Benedict dismissed nearly all of his servants, and only one attendant is there now.”

That survivor had grown up with Benedict, so his loyalty was unquestionable. Once again, Gabriel fell silent. Recently, he had been too busy to spare his eldest son some attention.

Renee chuckled nervously. “I’m here to serve you, Your Grace. I can’t dine with you at the same table.” Hearing this, Eliza put down her knife and fork. “As I said, you are not my servant. Come and sit.”

Renee opened her mouth to protest, but Eliza stopped her decisively. “Nobody will have dinner tonight if you don’t sit down and dine with us.”

Tina had put down her knife and fork as Eliza did. Her gaze shifted toward Renee. Under pressure, Renee yielded and took the seat near Eliza.

Restless, she felt honored to dine with Eliza. She had many meals with Eliza on her way to Hasen City, but her current feelings were completely different from then.

Now, she lived under the same roof with Eliza, slept in the room next to Eliza’s, served Eliza, and cooked for Eliza. She felt honored and excited.

Renee quickly collected herself for fear that Eliza saw her as a weirdo. Before dinner was over, two figures popped up in the yard.

Alerted, Tina rose to her feet and gripped the sword by her waist as her wary gaze was kept on the unexpected visitors.

“Your Grace, help!” one visitor shouted. It was effortless for Eliza to recognize the voice. “Gilbert? Come on in! What happened?”