Her Graceful War Song novel Chapter 835

Hearing Charlotte's remarks, Tara concluded that Amelia was likely not with that side of the family and returned to report to her mistress.

Recalling the events from the previous day, Rebecca couldn't help but sneer. "It's probably because of what happened last night that she's feeling defiant. I've spoiled her too much. Forget about her. Where can she possibly go?

"Her family's no longer in the capital. Her dad's been stuck in a minor post out of town for so long that he hasn't been able to come back. And even if he does return, does she really think she can make a scene with her stepmother around?"

Tara grew a bit concerned. "Shouldn't we send someone to look for her? Madam Amelia rarely goes out without saying anything."

Rebecca's expression darkened with irritation. "No need to look for her. If I do that, she'll think too highly of herself. She was in the wrong from the start for mismanaging the household, and she even had the audacity to ask me to sell my jewelry to make ends meet! Where has all the money gone?"

Tara knew Rebecca was in a foul mood, but she couldn't help defending Amelia.

"These past few days, Madam Amelia has been hard-working and hasn't complained. She attended to you daily while also caring for the children."

"Isn't it her duty to serve me? Shouldn't she care for her own children? Why do you make it sound like I'm being harsh to her? Has she ever gone without food or clothing since marrying into our family? She's been pretending to be ill to avoid her responsibilities, and I've turned a blind eye to her antics. Once Benjamin returns tonight, I'll teach her a proper lesson and see if she dares to act out again."

Tara could only say, "We'll wait and see if she comes back."

"She'll definitely return. Didn't you see how she looked when I mentioned divorce? She was completely terrified," Rebecca said confidently.

Rebecca believed that some people were like birds, deliberately hiding their wings. They seemed obedient and gentle, but the moment things didn't go their way, they would fly off and never return, like Carissa.

Others were like chickens whose wings had been clipped, unable to fly away for life, like Aurora. And some were born without wings or even without proper legs, unable to fly or walk far, like Amelia.

If Rebecca couldn't control the first two types, she certainly wouldn't struggle with the last. She had no doubt about it.

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Leaning against the stone lion for support, Amelia stood up as she shook her head. Her lips were turning purple from the cold, and her voice trembled as she spoke, "N-no… I'm not looking for her. I just… I was just tired and needed to sit for a moment… I'll be going now."

With that, she wrapped her cloak tighter around herself and turned to leave.

Finding her behavior strange, the gatekeeper hurried inside to inform the steward, Frederick, who rushed out upon hearing the news. But by the time he got to the entrance, she had vanished. Though Frederick held a grudge against the Warren family, he recognized that while Amelia might be foolish, she wasn't malicious.

"Was she already freezing when you found her?" he asked the gatekeeper.

"Yes, sir. She must have been sitting there for quite some time. It looked like even standing up was a struggle for her, and her lips were purple. I think she must have arrived in the middle of the night."

Frederick pondered for a moment before saying, "In the middle of the night? The troubles of the Warren family aren't our concern, but if she came here at such an hour and something happened, it could easily land us in trouble. I need to go to Hell Monarch Estate and inform Lady Carissa."