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It Was Downright Cruel And Heartless

Percival shot Oliver a glance, his eyes icy and unreadable. Oliver met his gaze and felt a shiver run down his spine. He tightened his shoulders, trying to shake off the unease. “Do you think we should explain things to Eulalia?” he ventured, attempting to change the subject.

“Explain what?” Percival’s voice was as cold as his gaze.

“That you didn’t actually chop off her brother’s hand, obviously,” Oliver replied, his voice tinged with nervousness.

Percival squinted, his eyes narrowing. “She’s already convinced that I did it. What good would explaining do?” He paused, reflecting on his own actions. “I guess I’ve brought this upon myself. If I hadn’t been using her brother Benedict as a threat against her all this time, she wouldn’t have jumped to such conclusions.”

Oliver nodded, sensing the weight of Percival’s regret. “Why don’t you have someone investigate who actually did it?”

“Alright, I’ll get on it,” Oliver said, preparing to leave the room.

“Wait,” Percival interrupted, his fa
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