When Genevieve and Ivy heard the devastating news, their bodies shook uncontrollably.
Both women let out sharp gasps, their voices overlapping as they shouted, "What? Three hundred thousand coins?"
Their faces drained of all color in seconds, eyes wide with terror and desperation.
"We barely scraped together a hundred thousand coins, and now they're demanding three hundred thousand in return?" Genevieve's voice cracked. "This will completely destroy the duke's estate! Even if we auctioned off every single possession we own, we still couldn't cover this massive debt!"
Bitter regret consumed Genevieve. If only she could rewind time and undo everything. She longed to strike herself for being so recklessly stupid, for making such a catastrophic error in judgment.
Ivy's complexion had turned ghostly pale, her words shaking as she pressed Jasper, "Where exactly did you get this information?"
