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The chief constable returned the gesture. “General Jaffe!”
After addressing him, the chief constable continued sternly, “Whether this can be resolved depends on your negotiations. Our superiors have instructed us that if a resolution can be reached, that’s best. If not, both the instigator and the assailant will be sent to prison.”
Blake furrowed his brow. “But the man was throwing dung at my gates! He provoked and insulted us first. Given the circumstances, shouldn’t compensation for medical expenses and an apology from the assailants suffice?”
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The chief constable replied, “Rest assured, General Jaffe. We will take strict action against him for throwing dung at your gate. Once recovers, we will detain him. However, the beating he received, resulting in a broken arm and leg, is also something we must address according to the law.”
Blake lowered his voice, “I’d appreciate it if you could help me handle the situation. I will…”
The chief constable took a step back, a cold smirk forming at the corners of his mouth. “General Jaffe, are you attempting to bribe me? That won’t do. We handle cases with integrity and strictness, and we don’t accept bribes.”
Feeling awkward, Blake could only watch as the chief constable’s stern demeanor confirmed his fears. He knew that the Royal Citadel’s governor, Anthony, would not let this matter slide easily.
Anthony’s sister was the late wife of the Devin family’s deceased second son. She was also Ryan’s mother. Anthony would likely be eager to stand up for Sophie.
Blake had no choice but to send the steward and the guards who had participated in the beating to the Royal Citadel. Before they left, he gave the steward a meaningful glance.
The steward’s face turned pale, and after hesitating for a moment, he followed the Royal Citadel officials.
In the sitting room, Blake and Viola sat facing each other. The latter dabbed at her tears with a handkerchief, avoiding her husband’s disappointed gaze.
She choked on her words as she tried to explain, “I was overwhelmed with anger that day. I had just returned from my family’s home and saw the Hell Monarch’s princess consort’s carriage leaving our estate. “Dear, I was just so upset. I suspected that the people who threw dung at our estate were sent by her. I had no proof, so I only said a few words to her. I didn’t expect her to insult me in return. When I got back to the estate and saw one of the culprits had been caught, my anger led me to order that his arm be broken. I didn’t know the servants would be so harsh and also break his leg.”
Blake seized on one detail from her words, asking, “Sophie came by Valor Estate yesterday?”
“She definitely didn’t enter the estate,” Viola responded. “But as soon as she left our alley, the person who threw dung was caught. If there had been evidence, I would have exposed her on the spot. Unfortunately, there wasn’t.”
“You argued with her? What did she say?” Blake gripped the armrests of his chair tightly, his knuckles turning white.
Viola hesitated for a moment. Had he not heard her clearly?
“Dear, I didn’t argue with her; she insulted me.”
Blake remained still, his demeanor cold. “She doesn’t easily argue with people. She doesn’t even easily speak with others.”
Viola suddenly lifted her head in surprise, looking at her husband as if seeing him for the first time. “What did you say?”
Blake’s expression remained frosty. “So, what did you say to her? What did she say in return? Did she mention why she came to Valor Estate?”
“She…” Viola’s heart sank upon seeing Blake’s expression.
Her tone suddenly grew angry as she replied, “She insulted both of us, saying I picked up the garbage she discarded. I couldn’t take it and argued with her a bit. But that person who threw dung at our estate definitely came with her. Otherwise, why would it be so coincidental that she appeared at the same time as him?”
“Garbage?” Blake’s eyes narrowed, a storm of dark gray swirling within them. “She said that about me?”
Viola nodded. “Yes, she said exactly that. I argued with her in frustration, and her people even tried to hit me.”
She stood up and moved in front of Blake, then knelt and placed her hands on his knees. “Dear, this reaction of yours-could it be that you have feelings for her?”
As far as Viola knew, Freya had deceived Blake into divorcing Sophie. Viola also knew that Sophie Kad asked the king for a divorce edict. How could a woman who wouldn’t tolerate her husband taking concubines ever truly be the lady of a household?
So, Viola harbored a deep-seated contempt for Sophie.
Since joining the Jaffe family, everyone, including her husband, had treated Viola well, with the exception of Freya. Blake had shown her warmth and care, making her believe that he loved her, But now, his demeanor made her question everything.
Blake slowly took her hand and gently shook his head. “She despises me deeply. Try to avoid provoking her in the future.”
He didn’t answer her question.
Did he have feelings for Sophie?
Viola felt she could tolerate Freya, but she couldn’t bear the thought of her husband harboring feelings for Sophie, even though she was now the Hell Monarch’s princess consort.
A sudden anxiety gripped Viola. Was her tolerance for Freya due to her knowledge of her husband’s disdain for that woman? If he didn’t dislike Freya, then surely, she would be troubled by it, wouldn’t she?
She quickly dismissed the thought. No, she was different from Sophie. She would never be as petty and jealous as her.
“Dear, you truly have no feelings for her, right?” Viola stood up, still holding his hand, and faced him with tears welling up in her eyes.
Blake repressed his complicated thoughts and replied, “No.”
He paused for a moment, then added firmly, “Absolutely none.”
Viola threw herself into his embrace, her voice choked with emotion, “Dear, I’m only angry because she views you as garbage. In my heart you are the finest man in the world. No one is better than you. She definitely brought that person who threw dung at our estate. She insulted you! That’s why was so enraged when I returned to the estate and had him punished.”
Blake opened his mouth, his expression conflicted.
The finest man?
He wanted to ask about her late husband.
What about Thomas, who sacrificed himself on the battlefield? Did he hold no place in her heart at all?
Upon hearing Viola’s heartfelt declaration, Blake felt no joy whatsoever. It seemed he had never truly understood her.
Initially, when the Farrell family allowed her to return to the estate without the obligation of remaining a widow, he had assumed it was due to her gentle nature. Now, he found himself perplexed.
The steward did not return, nor did the guards who had accompanied him. The person who had been attacked refused any resolution, demanding that his assailants be severely punished. The steward eventually confessed, admitting it was his order. His action spared Viola.
The Royal Citadel detained all of them. While the criminal aspect was dealt with, the man who had his limbs broken could still claim compensation for medical expenses.
Viola was eager to resolve the issue swiftly, hoping to prevent further complications. To that end, she sent a thousand silver coins to the injured man.
Upon learning of this, Rebecca reprimanded, “Is it true that his limbs were broken? Why haven’t you sent someone to check? For all we know, it could be a scam. Is there even a reason for him to throw dung at the gate of our residence?
“Besides, broken limbs can be treated. It’s not as if his limbs have been severed. Even if bones are broken, treatment wouldn’t cost more than a hundred silver coins. Yet, you gave him a thousand silver coins -such a profitable scam! Won’t this only encourage more extortionists in the future?”
“Mother, please don’t be angry. No one will come to extort us again. That person was definitely sent by Sophie. And once Freya apologizes, this matter will be resolved,” Viola replied.
“What?” Rebecca’s brows knitted in shock and anger. “The person who threw dung every day was sent by Sophie?”