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When they reached the main hall, Violet was already standing inside, her cold expression now carrying a hint of fury.
Upon hearing their footsteps, she turned around. When she saw Molly, her sharp eyes ignited with fury. Without regard for Yuvan’s cousin and slapped her acelnet presence, she strode toward her face.
“Molly Spencer, what have you done?!” Violet roared.
The slap stunned Molly; even Yuvan froze for a moment.
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“Violet, have you lost your mind?” Molly snapped after recovering from the shock. She touched her reddened cheek and screamed, “I’m a princess consort and your older cousin! How dare you hit me?!”
Violet pointed a trembling finger at Molly, her eyes burning with fiery rage.
“Molly, I’m warning you if you continue helping Jessica spread rumors about Skye Embroidery, I’ll tear your tongue out,” she spat, her voice low and dangerous. With that, Violet turned in a dramatic motion and stormed out of the room.
The entire time, she didn’t spare Yuvan a single glance.
As the guards outside gathered, Yuvan turned and raised a hand, signaling them to step back. Violet let out a cold snort and swept past them without looking back.
Yuvan watched her retreating figure, her red dress like a flash of fire. She moved with purpose, confident and unafraid this was the Spencer woman he had truly wanted to marry.
“Your Highness, she hit me! How could you just let her go?” Molly covered her face and started crying, her cheek red and swollen, tears streaming down like rain.
Yuvan withdrew his gaze from Violet’s back and looked at Molly. The warmth and tenderness that had once been there had vanished completely, replaced by a sharp coldness. His brow furrowed. How could two women from the same family be so different?
“Your Highness!” Molly sensed his growing displeasure and pressed closer to him, trying once again to draw out his previous gentleness. “My face hurts so much. You should be the one to take revenge for me!” Yuvan’s eyes remained hard, his brow still furrowed. “She just said you’ve been helping Jessica spread rumors about Skye Embroidery. What’s going on?”
Molly hadn’t told Yuvan about lending money to Jessica for usury, unsure if he would approve. The Spencer family had strictly forbidden such actions. Now, seeing his cold expression, dread filled her heart. “I… I just heard that Jessica was divorced and wanted to go to Skye Embroidery, but Sophie refused her. I couldn’t just stand by, so I spoke up for her,” she stammered.
Yuvan’s lips curled into a cynical smile. “I had no idea my wife was so bold and could openly defy the Hell Monarch’s princess consort herself.”
Molly wiped away her tears, her large, innocent eyes wide with confusion. “I was just thinking… Jessica is your niece, Your Highness. I couldn’t bear to see her cast out like that, so I helped her just a little.” “Then, why didn’t you go directly to Ironridge Estate to stand up for her? You pity her for being cast out onto the streets, yet you didn’t bring her back to live here?” Yuvan asked, his voice cold and harsh. Molly hesitated, then spoke softly, her voice barely above a whisper, “Her mom was involved in treason and has been confined at the Heritage Bureau. I… I didn’t dare bring her back.”
Yuvan grabbed her chin, venomously snapping, “You know her mom’s involved in treason, and yet you still associate with her? Do you want to get me killed?”
Molly, frightened by the ferocity in his eyes, trembled. Her voice quivered as she said, “Your Highness, what are you doing? If I’ve done something wrong, you should just tell me. You’re scaring me!”
Yuvan’s face was devoid of any sympathy. “Have I not told you before? In the capital, don’t associate with people carelessly. You’re supposed to focus on building a good relationship menet your cousin. How can you handle something so small? What use are you to me?” . to
“Build a relationship with her?” Molly’s tears spilled over, and a bitter resentment twisted her features I’m a princess consort!
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She’s just staying at Hell Monarch Estate. Even the Hell Monarch’s princess consort has to respect me as her aunt! What is Violet to me?”
Yuvan’s expression darkened. “And yet I don’t see Sophie respecting you as her aunt, do I?”
He released her chin but reached up to touch the red mark on her face, his voice losing some of its earlier coldness.
“Tomorrow, you will go to Hell Monarch Estate to apologize to Violet and invite her to Edgeview Estate as a guest. If you fail to do this, I’ll divorce you.”
Molly could hardly believe her ears. Her voice cracked in disbelief, asking, “Your Highness… You want to divorce me? Why?”
“Because you’re stupid!” Yuvan jabbed a finger at her forehead, his voice icy and sharp. “You’ve been married to me for so long, and you still don’t understand what I want or what intend to do! You haven’t helped me with a single thing. Why did I even marry you?”
Molly staggered back a step, breathless, her chest tightening in pain. Tears spilled down her face as her voice broke. “How was I supposed to know what you wanted or what you intended to do if you never told me?” Yuvan’s expression didn’t soften. “I’ve already said it. If you handle this properly, I won’t hold your secret dealings with Jessica against you.”
With that, he turned and left.
Plum stepped forward, offering her support. “Your Grace, are you all right?”
Molly grabbed Plum’s hand desperately, her tears flowing freely. “Why does he treat me like this? One moment he’s kind to me, and the next it’s like he wants to swallow me whole. What have I done wrong? What does he want from me? He never tells me what he wants!” Plum shook her head. “I don’t know, Your Grace, but His Highness has ordered you to apologize to Ms. Spencer. You should go and do as he says.”
Yuvan returned to the study.
There, Wayne set down the scroll he was reading and rose to his feet. “Your Highness, why did Violet come? Has Lady Molly spoken to her?”
Yuvan’s voice was laced with disdain as he said, “She’s a fool. She’s associating with Jessica in secret, and even went against Sophie just to help Jessica.”
Wayne shook his head. “Your Highness, marrying her was a mistake. She has no standing in the Spencer family. Even the head of the Spencer family is unwilling to engage with you for her sake. She’s of no help at all.”
“How was I supposed to know she was this stupid?” Yuvan muttered, sitting down.
His eyes narrowed with a dangerous glint.
“Violet is a hundred times better than her. When she came today and slapped Molly, she warned her and left-sharp, decisive, and without hesitation. Watching her, I felt a deep regret. If I had married her, not only would I have gained the full support of the Spencer family, but I’d also have an invaluable ally. She would be worth more to me than so many others.”
“Your Highness, we’re surrounded by enemies on all sides. You must tread carefully and avoid provoking anyone from Hell Monarch Estate for now,” Wayne said cautiously.
However, Yuvan was lost in his thoughts, consumed by his plans. “Molly is useless. She should step aside and let someone more capable take her place.”
Wayne was startled. “Your Highness, you can’t possibly mean… That’s unthinkable! Violet is a wild mare, impossible to tame. She’s a force of nature, not someone you can control.”
“Wayne, I have no choice. Without Eleanor, it’s becoming increasingly difficult for me to make progress in the capital. Molly is useless, and Fiona isn’t my primary wife so the noble ladies of the capital won’t associate with her. But Violet has connections here, and she’s close friends with Sophie. If I marry Violet, Sophie would certainly turn a blind eye to our actions out of consideration of their friendship.”
Wayne shook his head. “Your Highness, you’re thinking too simplistically. The same strategy can have vastly different outcomes depending on the people involved. If your heart is unsettled, you’ll only become impatient and rash. You need to calm down and look for a better way forward. Otherwise, you might as well give up.”
Yuvan’s voice rose suddenly, filled with frustration as he snapped, “I can’t give up! I’ve worked for years to get here! How could I just walk away?!”
He took a few deep breaths to steady himself.
“You’re right. I’ve been too hasty. But I just can’t figure out the king. It’s as if he’s never suspected me. Whenever he sees me, his gaze is unchanged. This man’s thoughts run too deep. I’ve truly underestimated him.”
Yuvan knew Salvador had already begun to suspect him and had made no attempt to hide the fact that he had sent spies to watch his every move. Yet, each time they interacted, there was no outward sign that anything had changed. The more Salvador did nothing, the more elusive he became. Over time, it created a sense of unease in those around him.
Yuvan was still short on soldiers, and the Spencer family had yet to give him a clear answer. Whenever the topic of warhorses and weapons came up, they always steered the conversation away, avoiding it like the plague. Now, the forces in the capital had been shattered, Eleanor was no longer useful, and even the few plans he put in motion had failed. The continuous loss of men and resources had drained him of the patience he once had. And then there was still Rafael.
“I have no choice but to do this. Even if I’m not aiming for anything grand, I still need to protect myself.”
Yuvan sighed deeply, frustration clouding his features. Yet, there was a sharp glint in his eyes.
“The Spencer family dotes on Violet the most. I need her to submit to me, whether willingly or not. Once she loses her innocence, she will have no choice but to follow me. I’ll let her be my princess consort and will never mistreat her.”