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I’LL BE THE WARRIOR’S MOTHER
Chapter 231
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“It was already battered even before you hit me. Who do you think was behind it? It isn’t because I fell off the terrace and crashed into the ground, like the rumors say. It was Duke Mayhard.”
Hunns continued making his claims desperately. His voice gradually grew louder out of the injustice he felt at the situation.
“That wench Yelena was the one who lured me into the terrace in the first place! Then, her husband appeared and they pinned all the blame on me…”
“The investigation has already concluded.”
“Pardon?”
“The investigation is over, you son of a bitch.”
Count Pherson glared with gleaming eyes, suppressing his anger.
“You said that Duke and Duchess Mayhard arrived at the party while you were away and it wasn’t until after you came back way later that you found out?”
“Well, that…”
“Those two had already moved to the terrace by then. And Duke Mayhard had already been summoned by the crown prince.”
“Father, please listen…”
“Several people witnessed you bribing a servant to find out where Duchess Mayhard was waiting alone.”
“…”
“You trashy bastard!”
“Ack!”
Hunns rolled over after being kicked again in the same spot that had already been kicked before, of all places.
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“I didn’t say anything about your pathetic habit of only dating married women.”
Count Pherson took off his obstructive ring. He picked his marble plaque up off the floor.
“I thought you’d at least choose people who wouldn’t cause problems and that you’d be able to handle things on your own.”
“F-Father.”
“But… you caused an incident at the Crown Princess’s party?”
A shadow came over Hunns. He shuffled backwards on his butt in fear.
“Father, I’m sorr…”
“And you messed with Duchess Mayhard of all people.
Count Pherson scoffed.
When he was younger, he had been a military officer. He was now a diplomat and businessman. He knew more about Duke Mayhard than others, who were only interested in the gossip that circulated among the nobles.
Count Pherson, whose face was usually mullish and stoic, sneered.
“This won’t do. I’m going to beat you to death and send your body to the ducal fief. That’s the only way to salvage myself and my family. Come here.”
“F-Father! I’m sorry! Please spare me! Please… Agh!”
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Sounds of thudding were heard from Count Pherson’s study all night long.
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Yelena felt incredibly refreshed,
She had beaten Hunns to the punch and spread rumors before he could…
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