The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

The Swordswoman’s Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 34 William Arrives

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Michelle and Eleanor stormed back to the Velvet Wing, fuming with rage. Michelle was so furious she could barely breathe. “That little wench! How dare she be so brazen? She doesn’t even put me in her eyes

anymore”

Eleanor, teary–eyed, chung to Michelle’s arm. “Michelle, what do I do? Am I really going to end up

concubine?”

Michelle shot her an exasperated glare. “You should’ve never used that rice–cooked–into–porridge scheme. Now you’re trapped. And as if that wasn’t enough, you just had to drag William to the Duke’s estate and make a spectacle out of it! You’ve made it impossible to back out now. Foolish, aren’t you?”

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Eleanor sniffled, feeling wronged. “How was I supposed to know she’d suddenly get smart? I thought if we pressured her, she’d accept being a concubine. What right does she have to be Marchioness of Eldermere? William doesn’t even like her! Margaret doesn’t like her either!”

Matilda, seeing Eleanor’s distress, quickly soothed, “Alright, enough scolding. She’s already miserable. We need to think of a solution.”

Michelle was still fuming. “What solution? The Valen family probably regrets breaking off the engagement now, but if William wants to propose elsewhere, Margaret will never allow it. That would make them look bad. The only way…

A sinister glint flashed in Michelle’s eyes.

“What?” Eleanor asked eagerly.

Michelle took a slow breath, her voice calm but laced with venom. “The only way Margaret would give up -on that little bitch and arrange a different match is if she were either dead… or disgraced beyond repair.”

Matilda’s brief hope faded, and she scoffed. “As if that wasn’t obvious? Ryker and your uncle thought of that long ago. That’s why they sent you with the medicine. But now that it’s failed, there’s no better plan.”

Michelle’s lips curled into a cold smile. “If poison won’t work, we’ll have to try something else.”

ut her!

“Hurry,” Eleanor urged, stomach. “I can’t wait much longer.”

Matilda turned to Michelle anxiously. “What’s your plan?”

Michelle calmly adjusted her hairpin, her expression icy. “Tomorrow, I’ll visit Uncle.”

Matilda and Eleanor exchanged glances, both filled with malice.

the Duke’s estate, requesting to

hadn’t expected William to come looking for her. When Noelle reported his arrival, she could

believe it.

him away?” Noelle asked..

idly twirled the cup in her hand. “Why would I

dress up.” Noelle offered.

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William

Pearts

on a simple cyan dress, tied her hair into a loose hun, and slid a plain jade hairpin through it. Her

the side hall, growing

mother’s request and his own decision. Ever since Isolde had been granted

he found her unbearable. But this engagement had been arranged by his father, and now that Isolde had done nothing wrong–worse, she had even earned merit–the Valen family had been the ones to break

William more than his father’s anger

loathed the

Isolde must still be desperate to marry him. She used to look at him with such pathetic adoration,

to keep Eleanor as his concubine, and to avoid his father’s wrath, he

out gracefully. By coming

a favor. And yet, as he

Isolde arrived with a

phoenix–tail embroidered gown–new, but understated. Her hair was coiled into a high bun, secured by a single hairpin. There was no makeup on her face, yet her

met, for just a fleeting moment, something flickered in

gaze.

Was this really

he had seen her, she already seemed different, but he had dismissed it as his imagination. Now, however, she seemed like

Isolde’s voice was calm, with a faint trace of indifference.

straightening his sleeves as he composed his thoughts.

already called off

was broken off due to

seat. “You never wanted to marry me in the first place. Why force it? I

you saying

William

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at the face that had oner been so familiar to her This was the man she had married in her past life, the one she had once believed she would stand

see it if you hadn’t called it off, I would have Her gaze sharpened “William,

fists. “You

Why should I want a man who would settle for her?

snapped. “Eleanor is ten times the woman you

lazily. “Why are you