Chapter 72
Hera’s words undeniably provoked Queenie.
“Someone, get this wretch out of here,” Queenie called for a maid while James quickly
approached.
“Mrs Gaskell, please calm down. I’ll handle this.”
James didn’t want Hera to be kicked out of the Gaskell residence in front of so
so many elites as it would tamish the Everett family’s reputation.
“You’re too audacious, Heral Who asked you toe? James led Hera forcefully to the backyard.
He knew Hera was a nuisance and never intended to bring her along. But she managed toe
anyway.
Without waiting for Hera’s reply, he pointed to a path. “There’s a back door here. Get out of here
immediately!”
With that, he turned on his beel and headed back to the banquet hall
Hera chuckled lightly, but her gaze remained cold. She hadn’t done anything yet, and he was
already furious?
In fact, this wasn’t the first time she had met Queenie. Back when she was with the Killians, she
attended a family banquet where she had a nin–in with Queenie.
Queenie identally bumped into Daphne, causing a herbal remedy Hera had workedte into the
night to prepare for Albert to fall to the floor. Not only did Queenie not apologize, but she also dirtied
Daphne’s dress, resulting in her being scolded by Albert.
At that moment, pig grunts sounded from a nearby flowerbed
Hera snapped out of her thoughts and saw Tiramisu poking its head out of the greenery. It grunted
twice at her before disappearing back into the bushes
Following the floral path, Hera trailed after Tiramisu for a while.
The Gaskell family was indeed wealthier than the Everett family. Their backyard was an expansive
garden, stretching to a small grove at the end. It was filled with valuable trees. In the secluded
grove, she caught sight of a small gray cabin
Tiramisu nosed around the bed of dry leaves and unearthed something. Hera picked it up. It was a
bunny hairpin with only one ear.
The hairpin was the one Isabe used to wear on her head. It seemed Isabe’s disappearance
was indeed tied to the Gaskell family.
“Good job.” She patted the Tiramisu’s head, stood up, and headed toward the small cabin nestled in
the woods
Gisellechanged into a fresh outfit and descended the stairs, scanning the room but finding no sign
of Hera. It appeared queenie had already kicked her out…
Asly smile yed on Giselle’s lips. She then gracefully approached queenie to apologize for her
blunder tonight.
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Giselle knew Queenie was a perfectionist who couldn’t tolerate any ws. Quernde must be turning
that she was publicly exposed for wearing a knockott tonight, so she needed to apologize promptly.
However, she was stopped by the butler before she could reach Queenie.
“Ms. Everett, I’m sorry, but Mrs. Gaskell doesn’t wish to see you right now.”
Giselle’s face paled instantly as she watched Queenie engage in lively conversation with the
guests, ignoring herpletely.
Though Queenie reluctantly approved of her rtionship with Zyler, she didn’t endorse it. Now with
this debacle, life wouldn’t be easy even if Giselle married into the Gaskell family.
“Gigi, are you all right? You look a bit pale, Lily asked as she approached with a ss of wine.
“I’m fine, just feeling a tad stuffy, I’ll step outside for some fresh air. Giselle hurriedly made her exit
as she was worried that Lily might pick up on Queenie’s disdain for her.
Upon stepping out into the courtyard, she crossed paths with a maid escorting an elderlydy with
silver hair and d in a simple dress
Giselle panicked at the sight of the olddy. Why was Catherine here? Could it be that Hera
deliberately had her brought here to publicly expose her identity?
If the shell family found out she wasn’t the real heiress of the Everett family, then her marriage to
Zyler would be over!
At the thought of this, Giselle broke out in a cold sweat.