Lord Preston's Secret Tutor (47 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 156

For a moment, Rick’s expression vanished from his face. He unconsciously held his breath. As the faint sound of his breathing disappeared, only oppressive silence remained.

An inexplicable sense of pressure descended upon him—as if the very air had weight, crushing his entire body. He couldn’t draw a deep breath; it felt as though his lungs were collapsing inward with pain.

Windsor, who had been staring blankly at him, finally opened his mouth. What slipped through his lips was a cold voice devoid of discernible emotion.

“Rick Branner.”

Though Windsor had spoken his name, Rick couldn’t utter a word. It felt as if someone were choking him—no sound would come out.

“Once you return to Halford, you will lose everything. You don’t truly possess much anyway, so it won’t make a significant difference—but even the scant respect tied to your baronial title, your meager fortune, the maidservant who endured your violence, and even your daughter.”

“!”

Rick’s eyes flew wide open. He desperately moved his lips, yet again only a ragged breath escaped.

Instead, Windsor added in an icy tone,

“You’ll no longer be able to hold your head high in Halford. No one will lend you money, and without money, you won’t even be able to buy a single loaf of bread. The very maidservant who fed you is likely already beyond your reach by now, and you’ll have no one left to depend on. All that will remain is the vile nickname clinging to your name: ‘the debauchee,’ Baron Rick Branner.”

“Beyond my reach? What does that even mean…? Where has Elena gone…?”

Windsor pulled a pocket watch from his coat and checked the time with detached indifference.

“Roman.”

“Yes, my lord.”

At his call, Roman placed the four newspapers he’d been holding onto the table, spreading them open so the headlines were clearly visible.

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