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Chapter 139: A Powerful Woman
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Marcellus looked at Livia, his voice tinged with concern. “Alright, go get some rest.”But Livia did not move. Instead, she frowned, a trace of unease in her eyes. “No, I’ll stay here with you. What if someone attacks you again?”Her gaze was unwavering—she was clearly unwilling to leave.Marcellus let out a soft sigh, a fleeting hint of helplessness flashing across his eyes. Still, his tone remained gentle. “They won’t. I’ve already told you—if someone is targeting me, they won’t take my life. At least, not yet.”He paused, his deep gaze fixed on her. “It’s you who should be more careful. Besides, you’ll be facing Edgar tomorrow. You need rest to be at your best.”Livia pressed her lips together before finally nodding. “Fine. I’ll go back for now.”Her voice regained its usual calmness, and her speech quickened. After all, at her core, she was still Alia—the thief she had always been. Once she pulled herself out of the whirlpool of emotions, she had no desire to linger on them. She p
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The soft morning light spilled onto the cobblestone path as Livia stood alone before the grand iron gates of the Lord’s Manor. Dressed in a simple dark gown, she faced the imposing entrance—a symbol of Edgar’s authority and the barrier she now had to overcome.She had brought no attendants, not even Emma. Today, she had to confront Edgar’s defenses by herself.As expected, the moment she approached the manor, several armored guards stepped forward to block her path.“Miss Livia, please stop here,” one of them said in a low voice. Though respectful, his tone left no room for negotiation.Livia’s gaze swept over them coldly. Without a word, she took another step forward.“Do you not know who I am?” Her voice was crisp and unwavering, cutting through the quiet morning air.The guards exchanged uneasy glances. Of course, they knew—she was the Lord’s daughter. But their orders were clear: she was not to be allowed inside.Moments later, a man clad in silver armor stepped forward. His expre
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“But the people may not agree. They might think I’m showing blatant favoritism.” Edgar continued to find excuses.“Favoritism?” Livia’s voice was firm as she met her father’s gaze without hesitation. “I’ve already said that once I take charge of the expansion project, I will immediately hold a public assembly to announce that I am merely acting as Marcellus’s proxy. The moment he recovers, I will return this position to him.”She paused briefly before continuing with even greater resolve. “Even during my tenure as his proxy, every decision will be reported to Marcellus, and he will have the final say.”Her words were airtight, addressing any potential concerns from the public and giving them enough reassurance.Edgar frowned slightly, as though still weighing how to reject her. But just then, a sudden commotion erupted outside. The noise grew louder and louder, penetrating even the thick walls until it could be heard clearly.The uproar filled the hall, a mixture of shouting and buzzi
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