Serena Sterling tightly grasped Mrs. Crawford’s aged hands, "Grandmother, it’s all because of... Aunt Isabelle."
"Because of Isabelle?" Mrs. Crawford was confused.
"Grandmother, you might not know yet, but Aunt Isabelle is not actually a daughter of the Willow family, her true identity is that of the Grand Princess of the Royal Family of Westria."
What?
Mrs. Crawford looked at Isabelle Willow, then at Jude Crawford beside her, and suddenly remarked, "Jude, doesn’t that make you the Prince Consort of Westria?"
Jude Crawford, "..."
Mrs. Crawford laughed to herself, "Back in the day, when Jude was young, he suddenly ran back to the old estate one day while I was sitting on the sofa there. Jude ran back saying, ’Mom, I’ve fallen in love with a girl, and I want to marry her and make her Mrs. Crawford.’
"At the ti, I was stunned. Knowing my son has such high standards that those aristocratic heiresses couldn’t catch his eye, I later learned that the girl who captured my son’s heart at first sight was actually the young lady of the prestigious Willow family."
"Now, I’ve realized my son’s taste was indeed exceptional; the girl he fancied turned out to be the Grand Princess of the Royal Family of Westria living among commoners. So many years have passed at a blink of an eye..."
Mrs. Crawford heavily struck the carpet with her cane, her eyes red, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
The person Serena Sterling admired the most was Mrs. Crawford. Mrs. Crawford had managed the Crawford family’s affairs for so many years, stood firm during turbulent tis, never complaining or despairing, and raised her grandson Hayden Crawford so kindly and generously.
"Grandmother," Serena tightly held Mrs. Crawford’s hand, offering a gentle smile, "I’ve ntioned, everything is in the past now."
Mrs. Crawford looked lovingly at Serena Sterling, "Good child."
Just then, Dylan Gardner suddenly spoke out, "Quickly look, Iris moved."
Serena Sterling quickly lifted her head, seeing that the comatose Iris Crawford moved a finger, she really did move.
...
In the room, Serena checked Iris Crawford’s body; Iris hadn’t completely regained consciousness yet, but the movent of her finger was a very positive sign, indicating she wasn’t far from waking up.
Outside, Jude Crawford stood together with Dylan Gardner, the atmosphere between the two n was silent and oppressive, quickly broken by Jude Crawford, "Leave, I still cannot tolerate you in my sight, I don’t want to see you again."
Dylan Gardner gazed up at the sky outside the window, "I’ll leave once Iris wakes up."
Finishing his words, Dylan turned away.
In the next mont, Jude Crawford’s voice quietly ca from behind, "Don’t you have anything you want to say to ?"
Dylan Gardner paused, then slowly spoke, "Although I was bewitched by the sinister chis to commit wrongs back then... The one stunned by Isabelle Willow back then was not just Iris, it was too; on the day of your grand wedding, when she stood amidst the lights and turned unexpectedly, I couldn’t forget for a mont."
"Iris admired my talents most, and when she discovered that drawer full of portraits of Isabelle Willow, and when she realized I used the paintbrush she admired to paint another woman, I could only imagine her anguish."
"I’ve hurt two people simultaneously, regarding Isabelle Willow; she harbors no personal feelings for , I hope you’ll no longer misunderstand her, the wrongdoing remains mine alone."
Dylan Gardner walked away, disappearing from sight.
Jude Crawford stood tall and firm, his handso face remaining expressionless, unable to reveal what he was thinking.
At this mont, Serena Sterling walked over, gently calling out, "Uncle Jude."
Jude Crawford curled his thin lips, though now being obedient, yet it was her who had threatened him to the old Crawford estate.
"Serena Sterling, you truly have never let down, this particular performance was executed wonderfully, I indeed fell into your sche."
Jude Crawford had dominated the business world for years, executing affairs decisively and ruthlessly. He hadn’t anticipated Serena Sterling’s boldness, as she utilized the sinister chis to unravel everything orchestrated by The rfolk Clan back then, proving her intelligence unmatched.
Serena Sterling thought a friendly face deserved no hostility, thus she offered a big smile, "Thank you, Uncle Jude, for the complint."
Jude Crawford glanced at the red sinister chis, "What do you think?"
Serena Sterling pondered for a mont, "Considering back then the Crawford family had an insider; if I’m not mistaken, the people of The rfolk Clan were right beside you that night. I have an inkling that this insider is none other than the master of Consort Willow, the princess of The rfolk Clan."
With Jude Crawford’s keen insight, he, of course, had thought of this too, "The Crawford family servants’ backgrounds are completely clean, without any issues. That night, no one paid attention to others, making identifying the insider difficult."
Serena Sterling agreed with Jude Crawford’s viewpoint that Consort Willow could not summon the rmaid Clan princess; the only breakthrough point left now was right here within the Crawford family.
She was unable to comprehend how the rmaid Clan princess managed to infiltrate the Crawford estate that night.
Considering the Crawford family is a century-old flourishing family from Aethelgard, one of notable lineage, infiltrating was no easy task. Thus, back then, The rfolk Clan collaborated with Zelda Willow, pursuing their sche subtly given their apprehension of Jude Crawford, the king of comrce, avoiding overt moves.
Serena Sterling couldn’t pinpoint the breakthrough; if identified, she could locate The rfolk Clan princess and reveal their presence.
She mused that the rmaid Clan princess was indeed already amongst them.
Jude Crawford and Serena Sterling fell into contemplation as footsteps sounded nearby—Isabelle Willow approached.
Jude Crawford’s deep gaze settled on Isabelle Willow, his eyes reflecting undulating motion.
"Uncle Jude, Aunt Isabelle, please talk," Serena, being perceptive, excused herself from the scene.
With Serena gone, only Jude Crawford and Isabelle Willow remained on site; Jude Crawford slowly extended his large hand, speaking two words, "Co here!"
He beckoned her over.
Dominant and assertive as always.
Isabelle Willow approached him, "Jude Crawford, now the truth is revealed, nothing happened between Dylan Gardner and ..."
Before she could finish her sentence, Jude Crawford reached out, pulling her directly into his embrace.
Suddenly falling into his broad and warm embrace, Isabelle Willow froze.
With strong arms, Jude Crawford wrapped around her soft body, gently pressing his handso face into her lovely hair, murmuring softly, "Yes, I know, I’m delighted."
Isabelle Willow’s heart suddenly softened, a complete ss.
Her hands initially pressed against his chest to push him away, but now her fingers curled in, instead gripping onto his suit.
"Jude Crawford, what’s the matter with you?" Isabelle Willow softly asked.
"Hm?"
"I feel you are acting strange."
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