Exchanging Vows: The Swapped Wife Is a Top Shaman novel Chapter 27

Chapter 27: Chapter 27

Ivy’s Point of View

Nell returned with a stack of documents and spread them across the desk.

"I’ve compiled everything, Young Madam." She pointed to the first page. "These are the properties you inherited from your mother’s side. Three shops in Crescent Moon Pack territory."

I scanned the locations. Two were in smaller districts. Nothing special. But the third was on the main trading street of the pack’s central market.

"And these are from the Silvermoon Pack." Nell flipped to another page. "Luna Helena arranged for you to receive three additional shops as part of your marriage settlement."

I studied the addresses. Again, two were unremarkable. But one caught my attention. It was located near the healer’s district. Prime location for selling medicinal supplies.

"Most of them are currently rented out to various merchants," Nell continued. "The rental income is deposited into your account monthly."

"What about the one on Healer’s Row?" I tapped the address. "Is that one rented?"

Nell checked her notes. "Yes, Young Madam. To an herbalist. The lease expires in two months."

Two months. That was cutting it close, but workable.

"Send Ash to inspect the property," I ordered. "I want to know its condition. And find out if the current tenant would be willing to end the lease early. Offer compensation if necessary."

Nell looked curious but didn’t question me. "Yes, Young Madam. Right away."

She hurried off to deliver the instructions.

I leaned back in my chair, my mind already racing ahead. If I could reclaim that shop, I could use it as a base for my activities. A place to prepare medicines and treatments away from prying eyes. Somewhere no one would think to look for a shaman hiding in plain sight.

The plan was coming together.

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Seraphina’s Point of View

I couldn’t believe my luck.

Luna Helena had stopped Dominic’s treatments. Just like that. No more weekly visits from Physician Aldric. No more pretending to hope for a recovery that would never come.

This was wonderful news.

Without treatment, Dominic would deteriorate faster. His body would give out within weeks instead of months. And then Bastian would finally be named heir.

Everything we had worked for was falling into place.

I practically ran to Lady Margot’s residence to share the news.

"Lady Margot!" I burst through the door without knocking. "You won’t believe what I just heard!"

Margot and Vivienne were seated in the parlor, sipping tea. They both looked up at my entrance.

"What is it, child?" Margot set down her cup. "You look like you’ve seen a ghost."

"Better than a ghost." I was grinning so hard my cheeks hurt. "Luna Helena has stopped Dominic’s treatments. No more physicians. No more healing sessions. They’ve given up on him completely!"

I expected smiles. Congratulations. Maybe even a toast to celebrate.

Instead, Margot’s face went white.

Then red.

Then purple with rage.

"WHAT?!"

I stumbled back, startled by her reaction. "I... I thought you would be pleased..."

"Pleased?" Margot shot to her feet, her teacup shattering on the floor. "Who authorized this? Who told them to stop the treatments?"

"I don’t know. Luna Helena decided—"

"That foolish woman!" Margot was pacing now, her hands clenched into fists. "Does she have any idea what she’s done?"

I looked at Vivienne, hoping for an explanation. But Bastian’s mother looked equally alarmed.

"We need to fix this," Vivienne said, rising from her seat. "Immediately."

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