NovelEnglishHer Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 1006
Chapter 1006
Carissa furrowed her brow. “Why would she go to the workshop?”
Skye Embroidery had been advertised as a place for women who had been abandoned or cast out-those with
nowhere to go and struggling to make a living.
Jessica should still be able to survive after her divorce. As far as Carissa knew, Jessica owned several properties
and shops. Even after being cast out, she could continue living a comfortable life.
The maid from the Lloyd family explained, “She said she had nowhere else to go and insisted on staying. She
even insulted Madam Hannah and claimed that since the workshop takes in divorced women, she qualifies. If
she’s not allowed in, then the workshop is just pretending to help and is being hypocritical. Madam Hannah was
so upset that she sentto inform you and Ms. Spencer, Your Grace.”
The moment Violet heard that Hannah had been insulted, she couldn't hold herself back.
“I'll go,” she said immediately.
Davis often called his wife a “mother tigress”, but in truth, Hannah was a reasonable sort. It was difficult to
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇthandle someone like Jessica, who was being unreasonable for the sake of it. Now that she had been cast out and
her life was in ruins, she was bound to lash out.
Hannah still had to protect the reputation of the workshop, so she couldn't just explode with anger and kick
Jessica out. That was why she had been so upset.
Carissa stood up.
“I'll go
with you.”
Violet nodded. “Alright. Let's have Jacob inform Prince Rafael about the situation there. I've already told him, and
his people have likely gathered sdetails.”
“Go ahead,” Jacob said, nodding in agreement.
The two women, along with the Lloyd family’s maid, made their way to Skye Embroidery. The front gate was
firmly shut. The maid approached and knocked, announcing their identities. The door opened from the inside.
The main courtyard of Skye Embroidery wasn't large. They didn’t usually receive guests, so there were only two
rows of chairs and nothing else in the way of decoration.
The middle courtyard was bigger and had several looms set up. There was a partition screen on the left,
separating a room filled with embroidery frames and silk threads. This was the embroidery workshop.
Hannah had always preferred the idea of the women sitting together while working, exchanging ideas and
talking. After all, they were all women who had suffered. It was best if they could beclike a family.
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Behind the main courtyard were the sleeping quarters, which weren't divided into separate buildings. The rooms
weren't very large and were connected. However, there was enough space for a bed, scabinets, and tables
and chairs.
There was also a sizable garden, originally used for drying and airing out fabrics after they had been washed.
Since the workshop didn’t deal with dyeing fabrics, the space had been repurposed to grow vegetables and raise
chickens.
Currently, the workshop was empty. Hannah often cover when she had the time, bringing along two
servants to tend the garden and clean up.
It wasn’t long after Hannah's arrival that Jessica showed up. Now, the two women stood face-to-face in the main
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmcourtyard. Carissa and Violet had just entered when they heard Jessica’s familiar, brash voice.
“Why can’t | stay here? | already said from the start-you’re all just pretending to do good deeds! That little
wench Carissa isn’t so kind. She’s evil, ruined my mom's life, and now she’s playing a good Samaritan? If you
don’t letstay here, I'll make sure everyone hears about this and trash you all in the streets!”
No wonder Hannah couldn’t handle it. Jessica was still spouting nonsense about Eleanor, a traitor and rebel.
Hannah couldn't bear to hear such things, especially with the possibility of it spreading and dragging her
husband into trouble.
Carissa stepped forward, her voice steady but sharp as she said, “Your mom? Who is she, exactly? Tell me-how
did someone so evil likeruin your mom's life?”
Violet entered behind Carissa, her tone cold, adding, “I was wondering who it was. My heavens... It's you,
Jessica?”
Violet gasped in surprise as she took in the sight of the woman sitting across from Hannah. Jessica's hair was
now streaked with gray at the temples, her eyes framed by deepening wrinkles. She wore a coarse, simple dress.
Her hair, once styled with scare, was now loosely gathered and pinned with a plain wooden hairpin. The
fuller face she once had now appeared gaunt and hollowed, her high cheekbones jutting out. There was no trace
of makeup, and her skin looked dry and sallow.
Carissa was also stunned.
This was Jessica? How could she have fallen so low?
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