Melody of Strength novel

When the question was raised, everyone realized that Carissa was absent.

It was indeed strange. Given that she was about to marry into the family, she should have been present at Helen’s tea party today.

In the midst of the confusion, Helen said coolly, “This tea party of mine isn’t an event that just anyone can attend ”

Her words made everyone understand the situation–Helen clearly did not favor her future daughter–in-

law.

That made sense.

Though Carissa came from a distinguished family and had military achievements, she was a woman who had once divorced. Rafael was a prince, and he was far above her in status.

Whispers and murmurs spread among the guests. Margaret felt uncomfortable, and disapproved of Helen’s behavior. Even if Helen didn’t like Carissa, the marriage had already been confirmed, and a certain level of decorum should be maintained.

Margaret glanced at her daughter–in–law, Jessica, who was engaged in conversation with Serena. She shook her head.

After all these years, how could she not know what Jessica was scheming?

Margaret recalled how Jessica and Eleanor had tried to undermine Carissa’s reputation by spreading rumors. They had ultimately reaped the consequences of their actions. Given their character, it was unlikely they would let Carissa off easily.

Now, as Carissa’s wedding to Rafael was approaching, Helen had been introduced to a sweet–talking girl from the Warren family.

It was clear what kind of scheme was at play.

Margaret chose to ignore it, focusing instead on enjoying the tea and pastries. Helen had a refined taste in food, and the pastries were particularly delightful. Margaret was simply there to enjoy a good meal. The flatterers were out in full force. Hearing Helen’s remark, many began to speak ill of Carissa. It was unclear whether Eleanor had intentionally arranged it or if someone was deliberately flattering Helen. Though the comments seemed complimentary, the undercurrent of sarcasm was evident.

On the surface, they praised Carissa’s military achievements but implied that she was difficult to manage and would be hard to control as a future daughter–in–law. They suggested that even the relationship between mother–in–law and daughter–in–law might become strained.

Helen’s displeasure was apparent. It was likely that Eleanor had orchestrated this, aiming to sow discord between Helen and Carissa.

Seeing that the conversation was reaching its conclusion, Eleanor gave Jessica a discreet signal. Jessica smiled, then stepped forward and said, “Aunt Helen, my cousin is about to marry Carissa. Although Carissa holds the position of deputy commander of the Mystic Army, it’s only an honorary title. I’m afraid she might not serve my cousin well. I think this girl, Serena, is quite suitable. With her family’s

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background, having her as a second wife for my cousin would be a good match.”

Jessica and Eleanor were adept at manipulating Helen. They knew that Helen, who clearly disliked Carissa but was pleased with Serena, would likely be influenced by their words, especially in front of so

many witnesses

was almost certain that this proposal would be accepted.

Jessica harbored deep resentment towards Carissa. She had endured Carissa being talked about for so long Carissa was just a discarded woman–how could she so easily marry Rafael?

Jessica would ensure to disgust Carissa somehow using Serena, her former sister–in–law!

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Although Helen disliked Canssa, she had already faced ridicule for Rafael and Carissa’s marriage. If Serena was brought in as a concubine, her family would become a complete joke!

Furthermore, despite Helen’s dislike for Carissa, she still preferred Carissa over this sweet–talking girl from the Warren family. Helen enjoyed praise, but she preferred it from outsiders rather than from schemers who were after her son.

After Jessica’s suggestion, Helen’s gaze shifted coldly towards Serena.

Without answering Jessica, Helen said to Gillian, “Why did you give this girl my coral bracelet? That was a birthday gift from Rafael. Haven’t you embroidered many handkerchiefs recently? Give her one of those Instead.”

Serena’s face turned ashen. All eyes in the room were on her. She felt humiliated and stood frozen, unsure how to react, as Gillian removed the coral bracelet from her wrist and handed her a handkerchief instead.

“Be sure to thank Lady Helen,” Gillian added coldly.