The Lady Nun Vows Revenge - Chapter 399: Chapter 399

Diana knew she wasn't the ideal candidate to enter the palace, but the Baker family desperately needed this opportunity.
Diana glanced at Eliza, who was sitting by the bed, and pressed her lips together slightly.
Most women dream of becoming the Empress. After all, it was a position that commanded respect and admiration across the land.
But becoming the Empress meant sacrificing many things, and the first was freedom.
And Diana was someone who had always yearned for freedom.
Still, if giving up her freedom could bring her family back to Hasen City and grant her the power to protect those she cared about, Diana was willing to make that sacrifice.
That was why, even though Diana often vented her frustrations to Eliza, she never once said she didn't want to be the Empress.
She thought to herself, 'Liza will undoubtedly support me. But I don't want Liza to worry. I can handle this. It's just a bit of freedom. I can give it up.'
With this thought in mind, Diana's resolve grew even stronger.
Eliza turned to look into Diana's eyes. Though Diana didn't want her to worry, how could Eliza not be concerned about her closest friend?
She knew Diana so well that her worry deepened. But what Eliza didn't know was that her concern might be premature, as something far more pressing required her attention now.
Thousands of miles away, someone had just received news from Hasen City. Then, the sounds of things being thrown and cursing rang out.
"Boom!"
"Slap!"
"Diana. Oh, Diana! Why are you haunting me?" The sound of crashing objects and Isabelle's furious screams echoed through the room, startling the maids stationed outside to look after her.
"What's going on? Why is she suddenly losing it today?" one maid asked nervously.
"I have no idea. Someone sent this woman a letter from Hasen City earlier, and she's been like this since she read it," the other maid replied, frowning.
"A letter from Hasen City? Why didn't you stop them and let Lord Valencia see it first?"
"It's from Fletcher. Who would dare intercept it? But don't worry, I already copied it and sent it to Lord Valencia. If there's anything important, he'll know by now."
"Well, if Lord Valencia hasn't shown up yet, it shouldn't be a big deal. Let's ignore her."
The two maids continued their casual conversation, ignoring the chaos inside the room and leaving Isabelle to vent her rage unchecked.
Inside the room, Isabelle shredded the letter in a fit of rage. Then, she stuffed the pieces into her mouth, chewing them viciously as if devouring a person. Only two fragments remained intact, each bearing a name.
One read "Eliza," and the other, "Diana."
"Bang!" The moment her eyes landed on that name, Isabelle's fury reignited. She grabbed a cup from the table and smashed it onto the fragment with Diana's name.
The coffee splattered across the table, soaking part of the paper. Beside it lay a jagged shard of porcelain.
Isabelle picked up the shard, gripping it tightly despite the sharp edges cutting into her hand. Then, she began slashing at the paper with Diana's name on it.
Her face twisted with hatred, and her movements were so violent that it seemed as though she were stabbing Diana in person rather than a mere piece of paper.
Her hatred was all-consuming, like a storm raging within her.
"Wretched woman! Oh, what a bitch! Why did you come back to Hasen City? Why couldn't you die out there? Damn it! Just die. Go to hell!" Isabelle screamed.
Only after shredding the paper into illegible scraps, utterly obliterating the name, did she finally slam the fragments down with a thud.
But the shard bounced off the table and grazed the back of her hand, leaving a deep cut. Blood welled up instantly, forming crimson droplets that trickled down her skin.