Her Graceful War Song (Carissa Sinclair) novel Chapter 769

Rafael grinned. "This concludes my interrogation."

"Is that all you've got?" Eleanor scoffed, her tone icy. "Aren't you going to ask more? Go on, keep going."

"Don't worry. I won't be the one interrogating you. Someone else will take care of that. Prepare yourself. Tonight's session might last until dawn," Rafael said as he stood.

Eleanor glared at him fiercely. "Do you really think I'm scared? No matter who interrogates me, I won't give you a different answer. Don't think for a moment I'm unaware of your schemes, Rafael! You'll never escape your punishment. Bring on whatever tricks you have. You're going down with me!"

"There are no tricks. Everything will be handled according to the law," Rafael said, striding out of the interrogation room.

Once Rafael left, Matthew entered and took a seat.

"Eleanor, I'm not here to question you about the rebellion. We found multiple corpses and dozens of baby skeletons in the ancient well at your residence. I've already interrogated your household servants, and they all said you were responsible for these deaths. Will you confess?"

Eleanor shot him a cold glance and said nothing, her expression one of disdain.

Matthew leaned back in his chair. "No rush. We can take our time."

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At Ironridge Estate, Jessica glared at Carissa. The Marquis of Ironridge, Leopold, was also present. Carissa mainly wanted to question the couple, so no one else was present.

It was well known that Eleanor and the matriarch of the Marquis of Ironridge's household were not on good terms. Despite being in-laws, they rarely interacted. Jessica was the type to frequently demand to go back to her maternal home, and Eleanor paid her attitude no mind.

Over time, Margaret had grown tired of dealing with Eleanor and saw no need to meet with her unless absolutely necessary.

"We honestly didn't know anything about it. I've never even heard of that dungeon," Leopold said, quickly distancing himself from the situation, his expression resigned. "You know my mother-in-law dislikes me, Commander Sinclair. I can count the number of times I visited Harmony Palace on one hand."

Carissa turned to Jessica and asked, "According to the testimony from the steward and several servants, the women in Harmony Palace's inner household have endured considerable torment from you. Do you recall a maid named Camille Hudson?"

"Try laying a hand on me and see what happens!" Jessica snapped.

The Capital Guard hesitated, and even Michael took a step back when she advanced.

But Carissa didn't let up. In a swift motion, she stepped forward and twisted Jessica's arm behind her back, causing her to cry out in pain.

"Let go of me! That hurts! Let me go…!"

Leopold paled, shocked that Carissa had the audacity to lay hands on his wife. While he didn't have a deep emotional bond with Jessica, having her taken to the Supreme Court would bring shame upon the Marquis of Ironridge's household.

"Commander Sinclair!" Leopold called out, hoping to plead for her.

Carissa shot him a cold glare, silencing the words on his lips.