The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 39: Madame Elene’s plot.

Madame Elene looked at Sigrid with wide disbelieving eyes, she could not believe what she was hearing.

"I find your words exceedingly hard to believe, crown princess. Surely, you do not mean to rob me of a business that I have worked hard tirelessly to build on my own!"

Sigrid huffed to herself, feeling a little irritated but it was not as if she did not expect the resistance, even if it was her, she would not have laid down casually and handed over a business she had built with two hands.

It was why she had collected all that blackmail material on the Latham’s before she died on earth, she had been unwilling to hand over the law firm whose success was built on her sweat.

"It is not just through hard work that you built this business Elene, it was through criminal means, this brothel may be legal but it is the center of a criminal enterprise. By law, I am obligated to hand you over to the law enforcement bureau for punishment which is execution." She spread her arms out, "But I am not going to do that, instead I am willing to partner up with you to keep this fine establishment going, even after you are dead, one of your children will inherit it. You get to keep your life and have a legacy, isn’t that great?"

Madame Elene’s upper lip trembled, she wanted to hurl insults at Sigrid but she could see Brolin through the side of her right eyes, he had a hand on his sword, ready to put her down.

What legacy? what partnership? Obviously the crown princess was here for a hostile take over.

Her hand trailed up to her hair, touching her bun as she considered her options.

I can assure you that the only victim of the poison will be you." Sigrid warned in a lazy

not believe that the crown princess even knew about the poison in the hairpin, only two people in the world knew about it, her and

the same gift." Sigrid said. "Then I will do the same to the rest of your children that you have manged to marry off to titled men by changing their identities and passing them off as children of a baron that you

mages to carry it out, transformation into an animal like a toad or a

of your life as, a toad or a dog? Perhaps a cow, you would still be useful as a cow, you

are referring to an oxen, a horse,

trembled, she gripped her hands together by

are so cruel and vicious..." she

different." Sigrid chuckled. "You are a bad egg, you had to be bad to survive, I get

"So you understand why I have done the things that I have done, the urge to survive is only natural in all of us. I simply played the cards that I was given,

everything is provided for you at the snap of a finger, endless dresses and shoes, jewels and pearls, more food than you can eat, dozens of maids at your beck and call, education and a hefty dowry to match the titled

whoring to make a living. We don’t get to live like the

be this, a whore or a madame of a whore house? No, I wanted to be a reading teacher, I had the gift of reading and quick understanding but my access to books was limited and my father had no money to send me to school, he was only but

Baron Tulip, so that I could be closer

recognized by the Baroness, she could see that I was even more clever than her daughter and she allowed me to sit in on her classes. I got to taste that rich noble