Love's Unexpected Awakening Elowen's Choice novel Chapter 312

Chapter 312 The Heavy Price Of Truth

How does Lydia even get something that belongs to grandfather? And when does that happen?

Cassian’s low voice broke through her thoughts. “We’ll bring her in and get answers soon enough.”

Elowen tightened her grip on the bottle and nodded.

Later, as afternoon waned, Elspeth arrived wearing her usual grin. “Ella, come out with me for a bit.”

Elowen gave her a wary look. “Where? If this is another shopping trip for me, I’m not going.”

Elspeth had more money than sense. She was always spoiling her, always trying to heap gifts on her.

But Elowen felt the manor already had more than it could ever use. Buying more would only be wasteful.

Elspeth laughed. “Please. As if you’d let me buy you anything.”

Elowen pressed a hand to her chest and sighed dramatically. “Thank goodness.”

Elspeth smiled and shook her head. “No, really. I need you to come with me to the estate in town.”

‘The one inside Vanelle?” Elowen asked.

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Elspeth nodded. “After I split from Alistair, I threw him and Lydia out. I want to check the place over and get everything in order before I head back to Rivenshire. It’s time I reviewed my properties there too.”

Elowen considered that. “And after that? Any plans?”

Elspeth looked perfectly at peace. “My oldest son is serving as an official in Northmarch. He married last year. He wrote recently to say my daughter-in-law is expecting. I thought I might go visit them. Maybe stay awhile.”

Elowen smiled. “That sounds wonderful. Surrounded by your children-that’s real happiness.”

With only a light escort, they rode out to the estate.

They had barely arrived when a slim figure appeared in the courtyard and blocked their path.

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Chapter 313 Lydia’s Mistaken Ambition’

Chapter 313 Lydia’s Mistaken Ambition

The visitor was Lydia.

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She had only just gotten over her illness, but the moment she heard a palace carriage was coming, she ignored how weak she still felt and hurried down from the inn to meet it.

Lydia looked up at Elspeth, her voice carefully formal. “Marchioness of Havenstead-oh, wait. I must be forgetting myself. Now that you and Alistair are divorced, you’re not the Marchioness of Havenstead anymore, are you? I’m afraid I don’t know what to call you now.”

Elspeth frowned. She had no patience for this performance. “What do you want, Lydia?”

Lydia lifted her chin. The sickly, pitiable mask she always wore fell away, and her whole manner turned haughty. “I just think your temper is too hard, and you’re too stubborn. You and the Marquess were never a good match. Still, you treated me well enough at Havenstead Manor. So if you ever end up alone and struggling, you can come to me at the manor.”

She paused, looking down on Elspeth as if she were granting a kindness. “For the sake of us both being women, I won’t shut you out. I can at least make sure you live in comfort. But under no circumstances can you see the Marquess again.”

Elspeth stared at her. “Did those medicines damage your brain? Is Alistair really worth all this?”

Lydia stiffened, her voice turning sharp. “He is the Marquess of Havenstead! How many men in this world ever hold a noble title?”

Elspeth answered without hesitation. “In all of Avenlor, since it was founded, excluding the royal family, there have only been twenty-six marquesses, whether granted the title in life or after death.”

Lydia went speechless, thrown by the answer.

After a long pause, she forced herself to recover. “Alistair didn’t just become a marquess. He comes from a distinguished family, and he’s charming and graceful-”

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