Her Graceful War Song novel Chapter 1137

Isaac was silent for a long moment. He took a deep drink from the wine bottle, then tucked the Night Pearl away, wrapping it carefully before placing it in a small box. The glow faded, leaving only the faint light of the moon and a sky full of stars.

Violet hadn't expected Isaac to have such a background. Carissa had never mentioned it before.

He had always been someone who lingered in brothels, either listening to the courtesans sing or playing music for them himself, a carefree and roguish sort. How could he possibly be a nobleman's son?

As Isaac remained silent, Violet's mind began to form an entire drama about a family rivalry behind closed doors.

He had said that he was born in a way that benefitted his dad. That surely meant he was well-loved, but a concubine's son gaining favor was a challenge to the legitimacy of the first wife's children.

As for what kind of woman his mother was, that remained unclear, but one could surmise she didn't seem to have much influence. Otherwise, how could Isaac have ended up wandering the streets without a home to return to?

"Was it Evelyn who didn't want you to go back? Was she afraid you'd compete for the inheritance?" Violet ventured cautiously.

"They don't even know I'm alive," Isaac said, a carefree smile on his lips. "It's probably for the best. The Earl of Silverstone's family seems prosperous on the outside, but it's full of danger. They're better off not knowing I survived. If I had gone back, I would've had to face the mess they made there.

"But in just a few days here in the capital, I learned of my sister-in-law's troubles. I couldn't just ignore it. She might be the lady of the house, but to the Earl of Silverstone's family, she's still an outsider. A lot of responsibilities shouldn't be hers to bear."

Violet listened to him ramble on, trying to make sense of his words. After a moment, she asked, "So, you want to help Madam Zoey?"

"I can't help her. And it's because I can't help that it weighs on me," Isaac replied, his tone heavy.

"But how could you help? Your mom probably doesn't even acknowledge you. If you stepped in, she'd be wary of you and afraid you'd come back to claim something from them."

Isaac's voice turned cold as he added, "What do I care about the Earl of Silverstone's family? I've got everything I need. But if my sister-in-law were smart, she'd secure a future for herself. The capital isn't the only place to stay. She should take her children and find somewhere else to go. That's what we in the martial arts world would do. But she won't listen. So, I don't waste my time on it."

Violet was now curious and asked, "Is Viola your younger or older sister? She has blood ties to you, so why don't you care about her?"

Isaac snorted. "She's older than me. I'm the youngest in the family. As for her problems—why should I get involved? It's all her own choices. She's not like Zoey, who's been dragged into this mess."