he Swordswoman’s Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 20 Duke Is Furious

Isolde slowly lifted her blood–red eyes. “Out of my way

Finished

The butler’s smile curled sinisterly, “My lady, this estate still belongs to the Duke. Forgive me, but I obey only his commands.”

“I’ll say it one last time–stand aside!” Isolde’s voice rang sharp as steel, laced with fury.

Unmoved, the butler seemed almost to relish provoking her. “I have my orders. Helena must not leave here alive. Put her down, and I’ll step aside.”

Isolde’s hand snapped to her Flowing Cloud Whip. With a flick, the whip cracked through the air and struck the butler squarely across the head.

He didn’t move, though blood streamed down his brow His grin was ghastly. “You’ll regret this, Miss Langley. I’ll see to it

Slowly, he retreated, as if his sole purpose had been to take the blow.

Isolde knew well enough the schemes these people played, but her fury burned too bright to care gathered Helena into her arms and carried her back to the Pearl Tower.

She

settled the girl than hurried footsteps and murmuring

me

and Matilda entered the courtyard. Behind her, Eleanor peered out, smug triumph flickering

coolly. Her face was pale, her injuries evident,

dare show your face here?” Geoffrey’s voice thundered with restrained

Isolde replied softly, her tone sharp and mocking. “Isn’t this my home?” Her gaze swept the gathered crowd. “It’s rare to see so many faces at my tower. A grand spectacle indeed–more fuss than

last night?” Geoffrey demanded. “What disgraceful

a humorless smile as she limped forward, her injured leg dragging faintly. “Why ask, Father? Haven’t you

Matilda quickly intervened, her voice practiced and soothing. “My Lord, don’t let your

The Marquis has dissolved the engagement,” he said coldly. “But out of respect for

fingers clenched, her knuckles pale. “A concubige? If I won’t marry him as his wife, why would I

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Finished

There’s still the matter of Mary. She served you

a hollow laugh, her voice raw with contempt. “I have one mother, and she’s long dead. If killing Mary was unjust, then

you don’t deserve. Yet you repay me with this insolence: Dragging your mother’s name into

shame!

though her voice remained steady. “Do you think I want to invoke her memory? What choice do I have, Father?

niece, and cast aside as though I were he added, “I

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