NovelEnglishChapter 1022 Rafael chuckled. “Uncle Yuvan, how could you think I'd be upset with you? Unless, of course, you've done something to wrong me?" Yuvan laughed heartily, waving a hand dismissively in front of Rafael. "Of course not!" He was the first to stride over to his seat, sweeping his cloak aside as he sat down with an air of authority. "Please, sit. No need to stand on ceremony." He was dressed in a finely embroidered surcoat of rich brocade, featuring a golden thread pattern of soaring cranes. A faint touch of color stained his lips, giving them a subtle red hue, and his face radiated with a confident smile.
Violet glanced at him, unable to shake the impression that he resembled a peacock spreading its feathers.
Once everyone was seated, Wayne entered with Randall and Lucian. The two brothers had been genuinely happy to see Carissa and Rafael earlier, but now there was a noticeable awkwardness in the air. After greeting them, they sat down, their expressions stiff and uncomfortable. They even avoided making eye contact with Rafael. Knowing he was Yuvan's strategist, Rafael studied Wayne for a moment. Though he wasn't sure why, it seemed as if there had been skind of disagreement between them. And from the looks of it, it wasn't a trivial matter. Both men had the telltale signs of lingering anger-an anger that would surely turn into bitterness. Martial artists, of all people, could sense these things.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHis gaze shifted back to Yuvan's face, and he asked with a smile, "Uncle Yuvan, you suddenly invited us to your estate. Is there shappy news you're celebrating?" Yuvan had been simmering with frustration, and he wasn't about to mention that he hadn't invited Rafael at all.
He cast a brief glance at Molly before forcing a smile. “As I mentioned earlier, I've visited your estate several times, but you've always been unavailable. So, I thought I'd extend the invitation to you and your wife. After all, we're family, and we should make the effort to keep in touch." Rafael couldn't help but find the situation amusing. He wasn't just unavailable-he had flat -out shut Yuvan out.
"You're absolutely right, Uncle Yuvan. It's important to keep in touch." While Rafael handled the conversation, Carissa observed Yuvan in silence. In just a few exchanged words, she noticed that his eyes kept drifting toward Violet. There was something about the way his gaze lingered that was unsettling-dirty, almost predatory.
Carissa knew Molly had invited Violet to dinner with less-than-noble intentions, but she 3/2 the +25 BONUS Chapter 1022 assumed it was just an attempt to have her cousin on her side.
She never imagined it would be for such dirty intentions.
"Your Grace. Your Grace?" Carissa returned to her senses after Fiona called out to her.
"Yes?" Fiona smiled and asked, "Why have you been staring at Stephanie?" Carissa had been lost in her thoughts, her gaze drifting to Stephanie as she thought about Yuvan's vile intentions. Fiona had assumed she was staring at Stephanie, and the look in Carissa's eyes had been so sharp it startled Stephanie.
"Nothing," Carissa replied coolly. "I just thought of my late aunt when I looked at them." Her eyes swept over Stephanie once more before settling on Sabrina. The intensity in her gaze was the sas it had been when she had been lost in thought earlier, sharp and unrelenting.
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Neither Stephanie nor Sabrina dared to speak. They had been disrespectful to Carissa in the past, but ever since she becthe commander of the Mystic Army, they couldn't look down on her anymore. In fact, they now found themselves a little afraid of her. Molly turned her head away, her expression one of distaste. To mention a dead person in front of her-how unlucky! However, Fiona saw it as a good conversation starter.
Smiling brightly, she said, "You're so sentimental, Your Grace. Speaking of that, I have a small favor to ask. Both Stephanie and Sabrina are of marriageable age, and it's tthey get engaged. As I'm not in the capital, I don't know which young noblemen have the right character to be entrusted with their futures.' Carissa recalled how Ivy had once told her that Sabrina had neglected Avis when she fell ill. Stephanie would occasionally cto serve her medicine, but her attitude was hardly respectful. When Avis got Stephanie's clothes dirty, she would lash out.
Carissa was usually good at controlling her emotions, but only when it was necessary.
She didn't feel it was needed now, so she responded coldly, "Any young nobleman with decent character om wouldn't even look at women who aren't dutiful and kind. If they want to make a match in the capital, it would be wise for them to go to their mom's grave and beg for forgiveness. Even a little bit of false devotion would be better than acting like animals." 2/
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