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The Lady Nun Seeks Justice (Eliza Stonor) novel Chapter 71

Chapter 71

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As the legitimate daughter of the Duke’s Estate, Eliza naturally knew all about these things. She used to have them often.

After all, ever since her mother passed away, she had been the only young lady on Duke’s Estate Back then, whenever Gabriel received some, he would send them straight to her

But then Sophie came to the Stonor family

Sophie liked them

eventually, she stopped i

mber of snow cream bottles that used to arrive in Eliza’s room gradually decreased until

ing them together.

At the time, Eliza, w sill ulerstood nothing, had run straight to Gabriel. She asked her father why he had given all the snow cream to Sophie when she had not even gotten a single bottle.

What had her dear father said back then?

Eliza thought for a moment.

He had frowned in displeasure and said, “She is your sister. She grew up outside and has suffered so much. Can’t you let her have some?”

Even though she had felt wronged, Eliza had given in.

Back then, she had still been naive enough to think, ‘It is just some snow cream. If Sophie wants it, she can have it

But later, Eliza realized that Sophic had wanted far more than just snow cream.

“Why are all these snow cream bottles so big? Eliza carefully cradled the bottle in her hands.

She pulled out the wooden stopper, took a whiff of the long–missed scent inside, and a delighted look crossed her face.

Eliza did not doubt that the snoww cream was real

Given Nolan’s status, he could get as much as he wanted. There was no need for him to deceive her with a fake.

“They were taken straight from the Palace Apothecary as soon as they were made. I thought their bottles were too small, so I had them use a few larger ones.” Nolan said, watching her expression closely. “What, do you prefer the smaller bottles?”

“They are fine. I just did not recognize them at first since the bottles were different. Eliza waved a hand dismissively, not too concerned.

The snow cream she used to have was stored in colorful glass bottles from the palace, small and exquisite.

The ones Nolan had sent were packed in plain white bottles, each one about the size of a grown man’s palm. Just one bottle held more than three of her old ones combined.

And there were six large bottles neatly stacked in the wooden cr

Anyone who did not know better would think they ran a medicine stall.

With so many, Eliza would not be so self–important as to assume they were all meant for her.

Curious, she asked, “Who else are you giving these to? Why not deliver them to others first before coming here?”

“Who else could it be? Hearing that, Nolan let out a soft chuckle, his deep voice brushing against Eliza’s ears like a feather.

“I made a special trip to bring these over. Of course, they are all for you,” he said.

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“This much? All for me?” Eliza’s eyes widened in disbelief as she looked up at Nolan.

Seeing her stunned expression, Nolan suddenly had the urge to pinch her cheeks. “Yes, all for you,” he confirmed.

“You have been getting injured a lot lately, I asked around, and they said this snow cream is the best for healing wounds and preventing scars, he explained.

So, he had gone straight to the Palace Apothecary and taken a few bottles, freshly made, ensuring the best medicinal effect.

“But even so, I will never be able to use up so much,” Eliza said.

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Eliza snapped back to reality. “Hmm? Oh, yes. I figured I might as well do something to pass the time.”

After all, his status was second only to one person in the entire palace, and his days were packed with responsibilities. It would not be right for her to trouble him so often.

After having his men move the supplies inside, he left Saint Grace Nunnery but took a detour to the busiest herbal medicine market in Hasen City.

And every time, he brought something for Eliza.

Nolan had just brought her snow cream yesterday, yet he was here again today.

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