Chapter 772

After Carissa left, Leopold remained dazed for a long while before slowly regaining his senses. His bloodshot eyes fell on Jessica. He seized her by the collar, and slapped her sharply across the face.

“How dare you hit me? You coward!” she screamed hysterically.

“That’s not all I’m going to do! I’m divorcing you!” Leopold roared, his rage boiling over.

“What?” Jessica froze, her face darkening ominously. “Say that again!”

“You’re a vicious woman! Why wouldn’t I divorce you? Am I supposed to keep you around to harm my family and our people?!”

Suddenly, a ceramic pot crashed down on Leopold’s head, shattering with a resounding crack. The impact sent him staggering backward. Disbelief washed over his face as he stared at the frenzied Jessica. Dizziness overcame him, and he collapsed to the ground, blood gushing from his head.

“Lord Leopold!”

Servants rushed in, supporting him as one shouted, “Fetch the physician!”

“Divorce me? You want to divorce me? Then I’ll make sure we both go down together!” Jessica glared coldly at the fallen man, devoid of sympathy.

As Carissa stepped outside the gate, she heard yelling and screaming from within. She instructed Michael to investigate while she returned to the Supreme Court to organize the testimonies.

Ironridge Estate was thrown into chaos. Fortunately, due to Margaret’s poor health, a physician was already employed, allowing Leopold to receive timely medical attention. While not fatal, his injuries were grave.

After assessing the situation, Michael returned to the Supreme Court.

“Are his injuries serious?” Carissa asked, concern etched on her face.

“The physician said Lord Leopold was saved in time, so his life isn’t in danger. However, further complications are possible until he wakes up. When I left, he was still unconscious,” Michael said, recalling the shocking sight of blood pooling on Leopold’s head.

“That’s truly ruthless,” Matthew remarked, shaking his head. He had just finished questioning Eleanor and added wryly, “The mother and daughter are quite similar. During my interrogation, Eleanor initially said nothing. Then she erupted into a fit of curses, her voice growing hoarse from screaming before finally stopping. Now, it’s Peter’s turn.”

Rafael chuckled, acknowledging Matthew’s hard work. “Let’s organize the testimonies. I have to report to His Majesty at the palace; we need to update him on the preliminary investigation.”

“Should we report everything she raved about as well?” Matthew asked.

“Of course. We must report exactly what she said, no matter how ridiculous.”

Chapter 772

Noticing Matthew’s troubled expression, Carissa asked, “What did she say?”

Matthew handed her Eleanor’s statement. “Please take a look.”

As Carissa quickly skimmed the report, her expression shifted to exasperation. She looked at Rafael and asked, “You… want to submit this to the king like that?”

“Yes. Exactly like that,” Rafael replied decisively.

Carissa wasn’t concerned that Salvador would believe Eleanor’s words. Anyone with common sense would see through such nonsense. Salvador knew Rafael and his team had uncovered the rebellion. If Rafael were the mastermind, wouldn’t that be self-sabotage? It didn't make sense. But wouldn't submitting such an unreasonable confession make the king suspect a clumsy cover-up?

Rafael understood Carissa’s concerns. “It’s fine. Since she said it, we can’t ignore it. His Majesty is eager to see her initial statement. He wants to sift through it for clues to validate his suspicions.”

Carissa realized this testimony wouldn’t yield verifiable truths.

“I’ll accompany you to the palace. We need the king to decide on Jessica’s situation,” she stated firmly.