NovelEnglishChapter 780 Cecilia wore a simple, pale blue dress, and the wide sleeves of her outer garment made her look incredibly light and graceful.
Despite having bthree children, her skin remained radiant and devoid of any wrinkles. Her long hair was styled into a bun adorned with hairpins. Each piece was adorned with pearls, which added to her refined and otherworldly appearance.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt was clear that she lived a comfortable life within the Duke of Oakspire's family, untouched by the hardships of life.
She was genuinely cherished.
Carissa had encountered other concubines' daughters before, but only Cecilia exuded the air of someone who had never been battered by life's trials. There was a softness about her, a sense of being delicately cradled in someone's palm.
When Cecilia arrived, her demeanor was courteous. She performed a graceful curtsy and stood to the side, keeping a respectful distance from the men. When she heard Carissa call her full name, her expression remained calm, as if she had anticipated this moment.
She knelt and lifted her head, her eyes reflecting a sense of acceptance. "Yes, my nis Cecilia Kingsley. I am not without family. Lord Henry is my dad, and I'm part of the Kingsley family and Grand Princess Eleanor's household." Her statement hit the main hall with a jarring intensity, leaving everyone speechless and frozen in place. Gareth's eyes widened in shock, his gaze filled with fury. "What? You're Lord Henry's daughter?" "I'm sorry, Lord Gareth." Cecilia lowered her head. Her voice was steady, and she showed no signs of tears. "I deceived you and everyone else." "What?!" Gareth raised his hand, ready to strike her, but the anger that had flared within him dissipated when he saw Cecilia's red-rimmed eyes. Ultimately, she was still his favorite concubine and the mother of his two sons As Gareth slowly lowered his hand, Michael entered with the Capital Guard and the scribe. Carissa instructed the scribe to take notes and repeated what had just been said.
Once she finished, she turned to Norman. "Did I make any mistakes, Lord Norman?" Norman was stunned, and his gaze was fixed on Carissa's serious, composed face.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmA wave of indescribable shwashed over him.
Norman recalled how his household had erupted into chaos from the moment Carissa first knocked on the door. They had acted like a bunch of monkeys jumping around. Only his eldest son-whom he had always disregarded- had attempted to be the voice of reason amidst the rising tide of anger.
Yet, no one had listened to Mikhail.
"There was no mistake," Mikhail replied on Norman's behalf, his expression grave. "You have an Chapter 786 Impressive memory, Commander Sinclair. Not a single word was wrong" "That's good to hear, Carissa said. Then, she turned to Gareth and added, "Lord Gareth, you might as well take a seat. I still have a few questions for you and Lady Cecilia regarding the weapons" Gareth had been so arrogant moments ago, but now he felt a chill run down his spine.
Many blueprints for armor and weapons were stored in his study, which Cecilia could enter freely. When he worked late into the night, examining and amending the blueprints, she was often right there at his side, attending to him, Carissa asked, "Lady Cecilia, have you ever delivered any blueprints for weapons and armor from the Ministry of Defense to Eleanor?"
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