Third Person’s POV
Paisley and Adide shuddered. A newborn baby, thrown to its death?
What kind of heart could do that?
Ramona gave a mirthlessugh. “Madison’s estate hides countless such atrocities.”
“I had a brother. When my mother was pregnant, she felt it would be a boy. Knowing my father couldn’t protect her, she nned to flee. She knew Madison wouldn’t let a male infant live.”
“But Madison had her under surveince. Once you enter Madison’s estate, you leave only as <b>a </b>corpse<b>. </b>
“My father said he’d help her escape,” Ramona wiped her tears.
“She believed him, waited for an opportunity. It came when–Madison was outte for a banquet.”
“Did they fail to escape?” Paisley asked, seething with frustration.
“They escaped but were caught on the way back. My brother was born in the car, the umbilical cord uncut.”
“When they returned to Madison’s estate, my mother and brother were dragged across the ground, all the way to packhouse. By the time they reached packhouse, my brother wasn’t crying anymore. His skin was torn, his body a bloody mess, already lifeless.”
Even after witnessing countless brutal scenes on the battlefield, they knew such cruelty was ultimately inevitable in the midst of war, where lives were on the line.
But in a royal estate, how could such madness and cruelty exist?
How could a heart be so ruthless and twisted?
Ramona looked at Adide and said with a bitter smile, “Luna Adide, you’ve never met my mother or the other breeders in Madison’s estate. If you had, you’d understand why Madison treats them this way.”
Adide suddenly thought of something and broke out in goosebumps.
She asked sharply, “Is it because they resemble my mother?”
Tears streamed down Ramona’s face. Yes. My mother was targeted for her seven–or–eight–fold resemnce to Luna Aire. Madison rounds up all women who look like Luna Aire, makes them my father’s mistresses, and tortures them–pouring all her hatred for Luna Aire onto them.”
Adide clenched her fists, a sh of fierceness in her eyes.
Paisley’s face turned ashen as she gritted out, “Kill her!”
Lance squeezed Adide’s hand and asked Ramona, “What’s your mother’s name? And what’s the connection to the Barker family at 8 Hibiscus Alley that Dorothy mentioned?“.
Since Dorothy had provided an address, they would verify it upon returning to the capital.
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If the information didn’t match, they wouldn’t trust Ramona, and Madison’s n <b>would </b><b>fail</b><b>. </b>
Ramona replied, “My mother is Aircanna. The Barker family is my mother’s family. <b>They’ve </b><b>been </b><b>coerced </b>and bribed by Madison. Besides, they’re mere merchants, no match for her.”
“Adide, your mother’s name is Aire,” Paisley said indignantly.
“Because of the simr names and resemnce, my mother suffered far more than the other mistresses<b>. </b>
She bowed her head, her voice choked and shattered, “Luna Adide, I swear on my life that if <b>you </b><b>save </b>my mother, I’ll repay you with my own life. I’m desperate and have nowhere else to turn. I know <b>you </b>dislike Madison. Let’s coborate. Just say the word, and I’ll go to any dangerous ce for you.”
Adide helped her up and said, “Follow me back to the capital and proceed as <b>per </b>their n for <b>now</b><b>. </b>
“I don’t fully trust you yet. I’ll investigate once we’re back. But if you’re sincere, tell me–what’s in the <b>west </b>courtyard of Madison’s estate?”
Previously, Adide had suspected the west courtyard housed breeders, but breeders alone wouldn’t inspire such fear.
Ramona said, “In Madison’s estate, we weren’t allowed to leave our rooms. Whether practicingbat or learning to please men, it all happened in our rooms. As for the west courtyard, I’ve never been <b>there</b><b>, </b>but omegas say it houses a statue of the Moon Goddess.”
“A Moon Goddess statue?” Adide frowned, sensing there was more to it.
If it were just a statue of the Moon Goddess, why would Madison have been so nervous?
. Clearly, further investigation was needed.
“Have you trained inbat?” Adide asked.
Ramona replied, “Dorothy was mybat instructor. I trained with her for years. Since we sisters had to have a skill, she taught us to make use of us instead of letting us be a waste of food.”
Adide nodded. This made sense.
Madison wasn’t just cruel–she was strategic, coborating with Alpha Germain for grand schemes and leveraging everyone’s potential.
“How did your father treat your mother?” Adide inquired.
Ramona exined, “Because my father favored my mother, Madison had leverage over him.”
She seemed annoyed, “My mother wanted to escape Madison’s estate every moment. My father had chances to help her but didn’t. Later, he grew fearful, and it was toote.”