Her Aunt Called Her Useless in Front of Everyone — Until Beatrice Proved the Northern Accounts Were False

Her Aunt Called Her Useless in Front of Everyone — Until Beatrice Proved the Northern Accounts Were False

Chapter 4

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Julian lunged forward, shoving Hawcroft against the wall. "Fetch the magistrate!" he roared.As Hawcroft was dragged away, weeping and cursing, Mr. Sterling offered Beatrice a deep bow. Aunt Leonora stared, her mouth opening and closing silently. Beatrice merely smoothed her faded gown and returned to the library, leaving the fractured dynamics of the Vance family entirely forever altered.But the arrest of Mr. Hawcroft was only the beginning. While the immediate bleeding of the estate had been halted, the Vance coffers were still dangerously low. Hawcroft had been thorough; the funds he had embezzled over the past four years had vanished into a labyrinth of phantom investments and shell companies. The magistrate could lock the man in a damp cell, but he could not force him to speak. Hawcroft smiled through his bruised lips, knowing that without the money, the Vances would still face ruin, and he would eventually buy his way to freedom.For three days, the manor was trapped in a state of suspended terror. Julian paced the halls, barking useless orders at the servants, while Aunt Leonora took to her bed with a severe case of imaginary palpitations.On the fourth morning, Julian swallowed his pride. He descended into the archives, a damp, subterranean room where Beatrice had spent the last three years in exile. He found her surrounded by towering stacks of correspondence, her fingers stained with ink.

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Her Aunt Called Her Useless in Front of Everyone — Until Beatrice Proved the Northern Accounts Were False

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