Chapter 258

Upon hearing Robert’s words, Linet instantly shivered with fear. Her lips quivered as she bit down hard, her face pale as death. So, she had been overthinking. The Fourth Master wasn’t sparing her from punishment—instead, he was handing her over to Eleanor! She reckoned Eleanor would probably kill her. After all, they had harbored enmity for some time and had not gotten along. Eleanor, surprised by Robert’s decision, glanced at him. His words were unexpected, but the intention behind them was clear. By giving her the power to decide Linet’s fate, he was showing a level of trust—and perhaps even indulgence—that Eleanor hadn’t anticipated. Her gaze met his, seeking confirmation. “She hurt you; you can retaliate,” Robert said, his expression as frosty as ever. Yet beneath the cold exterior, a flicker of tenderness lingered in his eyes, the faintest trace of affection seeping through his calm tone. Eleanor was taken aback, but she quickly composed herself, a small smile tugging at the corn