506.Chapter 506
“What?” Adeline exploded, her voice sharp with disbelief. “Are you out of your mind, Dale? You want to send all that silver to Saint Grace Nunnery? That’s compensation from the Duke’s estate for our son, not for Eliza.”
“Calm down and listen to me.” Dale’s tone was steady.
“I can’t calm down.” Adeline shot back, her anger boiling over. “If you want to send something, fine–send her a few thousand dollars. That’s more than enough for her to live comfortably in that runden nunnery for years. Why does it have to be everything?”
Adeline couldn’t understand, nor did she want to. ‘What did Eliza even do today? She just showed up, went through the motions. Why should we give her all this? She hasn’t done anything for us. Not a single thing!
Dale looked at his wife, exasperation flickering across his face. He couldn’t help but sigh. “You still don’t get it, do you? Eliza isn’t the timid girl who used to put up with everything anymore. She’s the Holy Lady now, who is known across the land.
“With the royal bloodline dwindling to just the Empress Dowager and His Majesty, and only the Prince Regent as a royal relative, Eliza has been granted privileges equal to the royal family. In all of Bortenland, her status is second only to those three.”
Adeline’s eyes widened slightly, disbelief etched on her face. “S–she’s just a little girl.”
“She’s not just a little girl; she’s the Holy Lady. And with our status, we should be addressing her as Her Grace. Do you think it’s a coincidence that after she mercilessly disciplined your nephews and niece today, Gabriel said nothing and instead quickly settled the matter with Caleb?” Dale added.
For a brief moment, a rare flash of clarity crossed Adeline’s mind. She gasped, “Could Gabriel be trying to mend ties with the Marquis’s estate?”
“Exactly.” Dale nodded, confirming her suspicion.
But Adeline still couldn’t wrap her head around it. “Isn’t that a good thing? Gabriel taking the initiative to reconcile is a rare occurrence. So why are you insisting on sending all those valuables to Saint Grace Nunnery? It looks like you’re trying to curry favor with Eliza.”
Adeline had no intention of currying favor with her former niece.
Dale patiently explained, “Whether it’s a good thing or not is uncertain. There’s already a rift between our Marquis’s estate and the Duke’s estate. Unless Anthony’s health miraculously improves and our son’s leg fully recovers, that gap will never close. Even if relations between the estates are restored, it’ll only be surface–level harmony.”
He added, “But Eliza is different. We don’t have any deep–seated animosity with her. Even if there were conflicts in the past,
better relationship with we’ve already apologized and made amends. Eliza isn’t the type to hold grudges. If we can build her–even just slightly better than the Duke’s estate–it’ll only benefit us.”
Adeline listened carefully to his reasoning and quickly understood. “So, Dale, you’re saying we should side with Eliza?” Dale paused, then turned to look at her. Instead of answering, he asked, “Adeline, let me ask you something.” “What is it?” she asked, puzzled.
“If the day ever came where you had to choose between the Marquis’s estate and the Duke’s estate, what would you do?” Dale said.
The Duke’s estate was Adeline’s maiden family, while the Marquis’s estate was her marital home. For most people, such a question would be difficult to answer.
But Adeline didn’t hesitate for even a moment. “Is that even a question? Of course, I would choose you, Dale.”
“In major matters, I may not have the vision or intelligence that you and Benedict possess, but when it comes to these decisions, I know where I stand.”
Adeline’s gaze softened as she looked at Dale, her avec hrimming with affection and unwavering trust. “You are the person I love most in this world, and the one who treat Successfully unlocked!
It was considered as repaying Caroline’s kindness. Dale reached out and pulled Adine into his arms, saying nothing more.
The Marquis’s estate had returned to its usual calm, but over at the Duke’s estate, just as one storm settled, another was quietly brewing.
Night had only just fallen, and Sophie knew she couldn’t afford to waste any more time. She seized the moment when Gabriel went to check on Anthony and tried to sneak into the study.
But just as Sophie got close, a shadowy figure suddenly appeared in front of her.
“Miss Sophie,” the shadow guard said in a calm but firm tone, “Lord Mowbay has ordered that no one is allowed near the study without his permission. Please return.”
Sophie’s heart nearly jumped out of her chest in fright. She hadn’t expected shadow guards to be stationed near the study There had never been any before.
‘Back then, I could come and go from my father’s study as I pleased. But why were there guards stopping me? Sophie wondered. ‘Is it because I am married now? Because I am no longer part of the Duke’s estate? Is Father even guarding against me now?‘
As the initial shock wore off, anger surged through her, and she clenched her teeth in frustration. And just like that, a misunderstanding began to take root.
She cast a glance at the shadow guard. It was clear she couldn’t just walk in. She’d have to come up with another way to sneak inside.
The injured hand hidden in her sleeve twitched slightly, and an idea began to form in her mind.
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