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The Almighty Duke Claims His Merchant Queen

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 746    |    Released on: Today at 15:12

ngers of light across the polished

y gown. She wore no jewelry, her hair pulled back i

sat at its head, her face a web of disapproving wrinkles. Martha, her mother-in-law, picked at a pie

de like a king and his new queen, we

ostility. The only sounds were th

d authority. She did not acknowledge the previous night's unpleasa

n Oakhaven," she declared, her gaze sweeping over the room as if it were already be

"Oh, yes! I shall host the most splendid salons. W

of selfish glee. "And the fashions in the capital! I hear the gowns ar

ate performance, calculated to show her the glorious future she would be excluded from if

al with slow, deliberate grace, her exp

rtha who finally lost her patience a

ire a great deal of money. You must begin planning the accounts immediate

air of eyes fixed on her,

h her napkin and placed it beside her

, she exited t

hey thought she had broken, that she was g

ter, Briann

the thick dowry ledger and

steps measured and silent, and stopped b

ed in the silent room, she placed the le

her servitude-and placed it directly on top of the ledger. She slid them acro

g. "From this day forward, the finances and domestic affairs of the Sma

t over their

f my dowry, and the signet ring. I, Brian

a silence so profound it w

e was a picture of disbelief. Penelope

the ring, a flicker of avarice in her eyes

d expressions, the dawning horror as they began to understand wh

kingdom that was nothing but a mou

m rule

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The Almighty Duke Claims His Merchant Queen
The Almighty Duke Claims His Merchant Queen
“For three years, I poured my entire merchant dowry into a crumbling estate, funding my husband Allen's rise to become a Royal Scholar. But on the day of his triumphant return, he stepped out of his carriage holding another woman's hand. He announced that Isabelle, a noblewoman, would be his new wife and the mistress of the house. "I expect you to accept this arrangement. You will need to continue managing the accounts to fund our move to the capital." He actually wanted me to use my mother's legacy to finance his new life with his new lover. His family eagerly chimed in, mocking my merchant blood and threatening that a discarded woman would be a laughingstock in the kingdom. They thought I was just an orphan with no backing, a walking treasury they could bleed dry and then cage. They seemed to have completely forgotten that without my money, their "noble" family was nothing but a mountain of hidden debt. I didn't scream or cry. I simply slammed the estate ledgers and the heavy gold signet ring onto the dining table. "Since she is the new mistress, she can manage your bankrupt estate." While they panicked over their empty coffers, I secretly left in the dead of night. I took the life-debt token my mother left me and went straight to the terrifying Iron Duke. I was going to get a royal divorce and take back every single penny that belonged to me.”