The Lady Nun Seeks Justice (Eliza Stonor) novel Chapter 638

Sophie felt a sudden wave of urgency wash over her.

But the more anxious she became, the more something felt off. It was as if a voice in her head was urging her to calm down, and she quickly steadied herself.

“Wait a second. Why does Eliza have to change her surname? And Father–why does it seem like he’s against it?”

Sophie didn’t understand.

‘Back then, he was ready to strip Eliza of the Stonor name. So why is he opposing it now?

‘Could there be something more significant behind this surname change?”

She asked sharply. “My father had the butler deliver a letter to the Marquis’s estate. That means he must have sent letters to others, too. How many in total? And to whom?”

“My Lady, there were five letters in total. Besides the Marquis’s estate, they were sent to the Grand Master, Minister of Rites, the Censor–in–Chief, and the Chancellor.”

The Marquis’s estate had always been closely tied to the Duke’s household, making it easy for their spies to gather

information.

The more Sophie listened, the more uneasy she felt.

‘Eliza’s surname change is such a trivial matter. Why would Father involve so many families? What exactly is he trying to accomplish?

‘Could this be tied to something bigger–something that threatens the Duke’s estate?‘

She frowned and snapped, “Do you even know why Eliza is changing her surname? Father, he… Forget it. Useless. You lot wouldn’t have access to his letters anyway.”

Seeing the servant’s useless look, she waved him off in disdain. “Get out.”

The servant scrambled out of the room like his life depended on it.

“Wait,” Sophie suddenly called out.

The servant flinched in terror, his body stiffening as he thought Sophie had changed her mind and was about to end his life. With a loud thud, he dropped to his knees, instinctively crying out, “Please spare me, My Lady! I beg for mercy!”

“Shut up!” Sophie cut him off sharply, her glare icy and unyielding. “Mercy? What mercy? Listen carefully–if you want to stay alive, keep an eye on Eliza for me. Whatever she does, no matter how small, report back to me immediately.

“Do your job well, and not only will I spare your life, but I’ll reward you generously. Got it?”

As she spoke, Sophie tossed a pouch of silver coins onto the ground in front of him, the clinking sound both a promise and a warning.

“Yes, yes! This servant will do everything in his power, even risk his life, to serve you, My Lady!”

The servant’s face was a mix of gratitude and desperation.

Noticing a hint of cleverness in his demeanor, Sophie decided she could use someone like him for errands. “What’s your name?” she asked casually.

Once Rudie had left, the tiny, star–like entity perched on Eliza’s head fluttered its wings twice, as though delivering a message meant only for her