Her Graceful War Song (Carissa Sinclair) novel Chapter 458

And that wretched woman currently favored by Leopold was Margaret's niece. She was made his concubine and, like a breeding sow, already had a son and a daughter. Now, she was pregnant again and was expected to give birth in a few days.

Returning now would only add to Jessica's grievances. But with her mother's orders, Jessica had no choice but to go back.

The pride she once had, boasting about returning to her natal family, now seemed like a distant memory. No one came to pick her up, and she had to return alone, looking quite embarrassed.

Taking Serena in as a concubine…

That wretched woman had bore a son and a daughter, and was about to give birth again. Though Serena was foolish, her youth and beauty gave her an advantage. Jessica could let Serena deal with that wretched woman, and then benefit from the chaos.

Even though Jessica thought that way, her resentment towards Serena was profound.

Wretched, all of them—Jessica had brought trouble upon herself.

Eleanor closed her eyes, her thoughts drifting elsewhere.

Yuvan's plan to marry a daughter from the Spencer family as his new wife had been settled shortly after Avis' death. The Spencer family was powerful and influential, with soldiers, weapons, and warhorses. She wondered what position the Spencer family's daughter held within the family.

Also, Oliver's daughter had reached marriageable age and might be a good match. If Yuvan's eldest son, Randall, married her, they would acquire the support of the Prince family. Oliver controlled the Hell Monarch Army and the Sinclair Army.

There were also the marriage arrangements for Stephanie and Sabrina, which would be best managed within the high society of the capital. Through strategic marriages, they could attract some important figures.

But first, Eleanor needed a reason to bring Yuvan and his family back. For now, she couldn't afford to focus on Jessica and needed to plan carefully.

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At Hell Monarch Estate, the lively atmosphere gradually faded as the guests departed. The servants quickly tidied up, and Carissa escorted Helen back to her quarters.

Helen had enjoyed herself and had drunk a little more than usual, so her steps were somewhat unsteady.

Carissa called out to a maid, and said, "Go and make a pot of sobering remedy for Mother."

"Taking in concubines?" Rafael strode in, his voice icy. "I married you because you wouldn't tolerate concubines. So, the rumors about you being jealous aren't true?"

"What?" Helen didn't immediately understand. "You want her to be jealous? Why?"

"Because I dislike having many women around me. I don't want any secondary wives or concubines."

Rafael's gaze shifted from Carissa to Helen, his voice growing colder, "If she dares to arrange for concubines, I'll raise hell with her from dawn till dusk, even if it means going against the entire Pathfinders Guild or the martial world. I won't stop, not even if the Pathfinders Guild members turn me into mincemeat. There's no way I'll tolerate another woman around me. If she wants to try, she can go ahead and see what happens."

Helen shivered, suddenly completely sober. She stood up, and scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about? Saying something as unlucky as getting turned to mincemeat?! If your wife wants to arrange a concubine for you, that's her being generous. Why are you throwing a fit at her?"

Rafael coldly replied, "Let her try to get me a concubine. If she does, I'll bring down this estate and then tear down the Pathfinders Guild."

"You're insane! Pathfinders Guild is full of experts! How could you possibly take them on? Helen was so frightened that she moved forward and tried to cover his mouth. "Just be quiet. Who said anything about taking concubines? Even if Carissa wanted to, I would never allow it!"