In the face of her mother-in-law's fury, Jessamyn stood her ground, refusing to be intimidated.
"I don't care if no one believes me. I know the truth, and so do you. And that truth will haunt you for the rest of your days."
The Dowager Countess's composure cracked, her eyes blazing with a mix of anger and something else—perhaps guilt. "Get out," she spat. "Get out of my sight!"
She started coughing, and the other women supported her while glaring at Jessamyn. Jessamyn threw a serious accusation, and the burden of proof was on Jessamyn, but knowing their friend, they didn't know who to believe.
They did not want to believe Jessamyn but the one behind her now was the Archduke—the one who had the power to exterminate their entire families.
On the other side was their friend who might have done what Jessamyn accused her of. After all, she didn't know Joar would pass away without having another child.
