Her Graceful War Song novel Chapter 1008

Seeing Carissa and Violet exchanging looks, Jessica's temper flared. She didn't care whether Carissa was someone she could afford to anger anymore.

"So, you're all just hypocrites! You don't actually want to shelter women who have been mistreated and cast out. Pretending to be kind-hearted—what a joke! I'll expose you for what you really are!" she shouted.

Despite that, she made no move to stand up. Instead, she sat there, still glaring at Hannah with bitter resentment.

Carissa watched her, confused. When Hannah's maid had come to report in person, Carissa had thought Jessica was simply here to stir up trouble. Now that she had seen Jessica in person, she wasn't so sure.

Jessica seemed angry, but there was something about her demeanor that didn't add up. She was shouting, but hadn't even shifted in her seat. Was she so destitute now after being cast out?

"I heard you even want to change the name of our workshop?" Violet asked.

Her tone had softened a little, but she couldn't help the slight amusement creeping into her voice as she observed Jessica's pitiful attempt to be domineering.

"I just think naming it after a dead person is bad luck," Jessica sneered.

"Then, don't come here," Violet shot back, raising her voice.

No matter how miserable some people seemed, they still couldn't shake that annoying attitude.

"Do you think I care?" Jessica huffed, clearly wanting to retort with something sharp.

However, she paused when she saw Carissa's composed yet serious expression. The words she had been ready to throw out died on her lips.

"Fine, leave then." Violet smirked, her patience wearing thin. "You're really something, coming here and still complaining. Do you think you're here to live comfortably? You'll have to work for everything here."

"I'm not leaving! I'm staying to see if you really are as hypocritical as you seem."

Carissa noticed Hannah's pale face, strained from trying to keep her composure. She immediately stepped in to avoid making the situation worse.

"Mrs. Lloyd, perhaps you should return for now."

Hannah didn't want to stay in the same place as Jessica any longer. "Then, I'll leave it to you, Your Grace."

Jessica turned her face away, glaring at the cracked floor. She furrowed her brow for a long moment before standing up.

"Fine, I'll leave! But don't regret this."

She was just about to walk out the door when Carissa suddenly called out, "Wait, are these coins on the floor yours?"

Jessica whirled around; sure enough, she spotted a few copper coins under the chair she had just been sitting on. She pretended to fumble through her purse.

"They're mine. Though it's just a few coins, I won't let you take any advantage of me."

She returned in a few quick strides, scooped up the copper coins, and left hastily.

Violet turned to Carissa. "What's going on? Is she really that broke?"

Carissa herself had placed those coins there. They weren't Jessica's at all.