Chapter 563
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| PREFER THE NEW ROSSELLA ELLIOT Lavinias nanny screamed as she was dragged by her hair, gripped tightly
in Rossellas unyielding fist, all the way to the staircase landing.
"Go find a woman for your son in another house, you wretched hag!" Rossella shouted over Mrs.
Elenas piercing cries as the woman clutched at her own hair, her face twisted in pain.
In the midst of the struggle, the nannys panicked eyes met mine.
"Your Lordship, | beg you! The Duchess is accusingunfairly! Ive only cared for her little one as if she were my
own! She...
AAAAHHHH!"" Ashrill scream echoed as Rossella mercilessly shoved her, sending her tumbling down the
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtstairsjust like | had done the day she arrived with the accountants corpse.
I didnt even flinch as her body rolled down, muffled groans escaping her lips, her hands flailing desperately in
the air, trying to grab onto something, anything, until she landed with a dull thud in the foyer.
My eyes remained fixed on the cold, ruthless woman who descended the stairs at a calm pace, following right
behind the nanny, who tumbled like arag doll, possibly dead by the tshe reached the bottom.
Rossella didnt even blink.
The servants around us covered their mouths, stunned and terrified they had only ever seencommit such
cruel acts before.
How can a person change so much in just a few months? Is this an extrreaction to all the humiliations she
endured, the scorn ---- she swallowed in silence? She didnt seem to know who Theodore was, but perhaps she
simply didnt remember a mere stable boy.
The burdens of the Duchy had never really mattered.
And that knowledge about the grains...
Since when was Rossella this sharp and intelligent? Inow regret never paying attention to her before, especially
to the physical details.
Had she been hiding all these years? Had she always been this...
fascinating? | recall the question she asked me.
The answer is undeniable: | prefer this new Rossellaif she truly is Rossellabecause the more tpasses...
the more doubts creep into my mind.
sek KATHERINE "Get her off the property! Her and her son! What are you waiting for?!" | roared at two servants
who stood frozen in place.
The tips of my boots hovered close to the bloodied body on the floor, struggling to rise with groans of pain and
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmmuffled sobs.
They hesitated, but after a glance behind me, they rushed forward, grabbing her and dragging her toward the
garden entrance.
The wound on her forehead and her broken nose left a bloody trail dripping onto the floor.
| stepped over it as | followed them toward the exit.
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