After stepping out of the house, Leon turned toward the front gate—just in time to see Emilia exiting through it.
"Don't you dare show your filthy face near this house or anywhere in this district again, you bitch!" Jamie's voice thundered as he slammed the gate shut behind her.
"Madam Emilia." Romas quickly bowed with respect.
"You don't have to do that anymore, Romas," Emilia replied with a soft smile. "I'm no longer a noble woman."
With quiet grace, she stepped away from the mansion's gates and spotted Leon waiting nearby, a calm smile playing on his lips.
"Emilia no-longer a weaver I guess." Leon spoke with a smirk.
"Hello, Mr. Leon," she greeted, matching his expression.
Leon's eyes flicked across her face. "No bruises. So I'm guessing your husband didn't try to force you into anything huh ?"
