Her Graceful War Song novel Chapter 1026

Back at Hell Monarch Estate, Violet jumped out of the carriage and gave a few quick hops at the gate, shaking off all the bad energy that had clung to her. Her face was ashen with fury.

"What the hell was that? How dare he have designs on me? Doesn't he realize his son is older than I am? That shameless old fart!" she roared.

Luke happened to be walking out at that moment. When he overheard Violet's words, he took a step back, his round face looking thoroughly confused.

Why would someone be shameless just because they were old?

Carissa, just as upset, pulled Violet into the estate. "Don't go to Edgeview Estate again. The way his eyes were all over you… Just thinking about it makes me feel like you've been sullied. It's disgusting."

She couldn't tell if the man she saw tonight was still the ambitious man she knew—it was like he had turned into a completely different person. He was nothing but a pervert.

Once inside the council hall, Rafael recounted to Jacob how Yuvan had been eyeing Violet.

Jacob listened with a stunned expression. "No way… It was that obvious?"

"It was that obvious," Rafael confirmed, shaking his head. "I even wondered if he was someone else in disguise."

Rafael had been mulling over this on the carriage ride back. Based on what they had learned, Yuvan wasn't the type to be interested in women. No matter how beautiful a woman was, to him, they were just pawns. He mostly used women to manipulate Valken's officials, all of them carefully chosen for their beauty.

Even his marriage to Molly was more about getting access to the Spencer family's wealth, weapons manufacturing, and warhorses than anything else.

Rafael couldn't make sense of what he had seen. Once they sat down, he asked, "Carissa, do you think it's possible he's not really Yuvan? That the real Yuvan has already gone back to Valken?"

Carissa was still seething with anger, but she calmed a little as she thought about what Rafael had said.

It wasn't entirely out of the realm of possibility. In the martial world, disguises were so skillfully done that sometimes, it was impossible to tell the difference unless one was paying close attention.