The Mad Princess and the Dying Prince novel Chapter 73

The steward's words were dripping with malice.

For a young maiden to leave her home and return only to be described as 'unsteady on her feet'?

Yet Alistair, her own father, didn't reprimand the steward. Instead, his fury toward Lucia flared to a boiling point.

"Tell that wicked daughter to get her ass in here!"

The steward's son standing nearby immediately piped up, "I'll go."

This was none other than Hank Strong.

Hank ran out just in time to see Lucia heading toward Sunstone Pavilion. Her two maids were with her—one supporting her arm, the other clutching a wooden box.

Judging by its size and make, the box was clearly meant to hold silver marks.

Hank's eyes widened. Could it be? Did the second Beaumont daughter actually go out and earn a whole box of silver?

"Lady Lucia, Lord Beaumont summons you to the main hall!" Hank immediately darted in front of them, blocking their path.

His greedy gaze kept drifting toward the wooden box Bonnie was holding.

It definitely held silver!

"I don't have time," Lucia said, glancing at him. "Move."

"Lady Lucia, you can't behave this way. Lord Beaumont is your father. How can you be so defiant? He surely has an important matter to discuss."

"Who do you think you are? Do you think you have the right to lecture my lady?" Bonnie snapped furiously.

Hank's gaze shifted to her face.

These two maids beside the young lady were truly beautiful, and their figures were far superior to Lucia's. They were wonderfully curved where it counted, with slender waists...

Hank felt a lecherous itch in his heart.

His father was the steward; based on that alone, his status in Beaumont Manor was at least higher than these two maids, wasn't it?

If only he could beg his lord to grant him one of them as a wife...

Hank's predatory look made Bonnie sick to her stomach.

"I'm merely following Lord Beaumont's orders to summon you. If you don't go, he will punish me."

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