Bewitched?

Dressed in her best finery, Nancy Salazar sent two of her girls before her to deliver exotic gifts to the Queen Dowager.

She had to bribe the dowager’s handmaiden to know the details of the type of brocades and other exotic gifts the woman would accept.

As much as the expenses drained more of her family’s already draining fortune, she knew it was a worthy investment.

“If not for my silly son who decided to slap me in the face like this, would I be doing all this?” she thought as she calmly waited in the dowager’s waiting room.

Gone were the days when the dowager stayed in the main palace. Now she stayed in one of the mansions on Darlington’s estate.

Even at that, the mansion was way bigger than Nancy’s home. She was a woman who had scrimped and scraped her way up the ladder of society. If it was left to her simple-minded husband alone, they would probably still be struggling with his meagre monthly salary.

What would she have done when he suddenly died?

Thankfully, God had heard her pr