Chapter 410
However, there were always a few people who criticized Carissa, claiming that as the El Monaron princess consort and the legitimate daughter of the Duke of Northwards, she was wealthy and could easily afford to donate several tens of thousands of silver coins. How, then, could thirty thousand silver coins be a significant amount for her?
In contrast, they claimed that the Warren family was poor and that Rebecca, who had been ill for a long time, couldn’t be expected to donate money. This explanation was promptly rebuked.
“Do you have a misunderstanding about what constitutes being poor? When Barrett married Aurora, the dowry was reportedly between ten and twenty thousand silver coins. And what about the dowry of the Prince family’s daughter? Did you not see the amount?”
“You say they’re poor, but what spills from their fingers could feed you for a year.”
“Even if they’re poor, not donating is one thing, but why insult the matriarch of the Marquis of Jadehills family by calling her an old beggar? She’s over ninety years old and walked in the freezing cold to ask for donations for the disaster victims. What wrong has she done to be called an old beggar?”
“And sure, the Hell Monarch’s household has money, but what about you? I’m sure you have at least ten silver coins, right? If asked to donate one silver coin, would you be willing? Probably not.”
“With their actions, they showed they have vision and generosity. Do other noble families in the capital not have money? Why did only the Hell Monarch’s household donate thirty thousand silver coins?”
The commotion among the common people inevitably reached the people in Hell Monarch Estate. Carissa had someone check the donation list and confirmed that the Hell Monarch’s household had indeed donated the most. She was somewhat distressed. This made it seem like the Hell Monarch’s household was trying to show off. Besides, Mary said she would give the list to the authorities, and whether they were recognized for the donation was up to the authorities.
Carissa wondered why the list was being posted this time. Previous donations hadn’t been made public before, so why now? Her intention in donating the money was genuinely to help the disaster victims, not to seek attention.
Carissa was troubled, but Helen was delighted. She specifically sent someone to check and found that Kendrick’s family had only donated three hundred silver coins. She laughed heartily. “Three hundred silver coins? How could they have the nerve to offer so little? I will be going to the palace in a few days and will ask Dakota about this.” Kendrick was Dakota’s son and had married a lady from the wealthy Quinton family.
Carissa’s lips twitched. “Mother, we’re doing a charitable act. If we start comparing ourselves to others, it changes the nature of the act.”
Chapter 410 (Continued)
"It's an eternal debt," Helen retorted, her face a mixture of resignation and amusement. "You're worth so much more, my daughter, Carissa."
Carissa glanced at her, sighing inwardly. "Alright, let's talk about something else."
"What’s even more hidden?" Helen asked, her curiosity piqued.
Before Carissa could respond, Helen changed the topic. “Are you coming to the royal family dinner, Carissa?”
Helen felt a surge of regret. Carissa was difficult to deal with, not just because of her relationship with the Crown Prince, but also because of her quick wit and sweetened temperament.
A servant entered, waiting for Carissa to finish her tea and then immediately insisting she start breakfast. It was an unusual reversal of roles.
Madame Thedy had moved her residence to stay with Carissa. She seemed determined to become closer to her daughter.
Carissa chose to ignore all the fuss. Now that this delicate situation was gradually calming down, she decided to focus her thoughts on Logan.
As soon as her servant mentioned "marriage," her face turned a deep shade of red. She fanned herself with her handkerchief, looking flustered.
“Which son from the Duhamel family are you referring to, ma’am?”
Carissa crossed her arms, feigning nonchalance.