Chapter 95 Memories And Doubts

• “Madam…?” she murmured, her voice laced with genuine, deep confusion.
• “I have urgent matters to check upon. Completely alone,” Rosaura replied coldly, entirely without turning around, and immediately marched away down the stone hall.
• Cecilia stood absolutely frozen, her eyes furiously boring into Rosaura’s retreating back until the majestic Dowager completely disappeared around the curve of the stone wall. Her pale lips pressed together into a tight, bloodless line, her beautiful face violently flushing with a toxic, boiling frustration clawing at her chest.