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.

arrived at the Duke’s estate, requesting

expected William to come looking for her.

believe it.

send him

in her hand. “Why would I refuse?

help you dress up.” Noelle offered.

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her hair into a loose hun, and slid a plain jade hairpin through it. Her

the side hall, growing

and his own decision. Ever since Isolde had been granted the title of County

like Isolde. In fact, 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

William more than his father’s anger

though he loathed the idea, he

at him with such pathetic

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

she just needed an opportunity to bow out gracefully. By coming here, he was already granting her a

yet, as he waited, irritation simmered beneath his composed facade.

after fifteen minutes, Isolde arrived with

a single hairpin. There was no makeup on her face, yet her skin was smooth and luminous, her features

just a fleeting moment, something flickered

gaze.

Was this really

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

voice was calm, with a faint trace of indifference. “To what do I owe

as he composed his thoughts. “I came to ask–do you still wish to

smile was serene. “Has the Valen family not already called off the engagement? What meaning does. this

slightly. “The engagement was broken off due

marry me in the first place. Why force it? I have no desire

knitted. His tone grew sharper. “Are you saying you want to

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married in her past life, the one she had once believed she would stand beside until death. Yes in the end. their love had turned into a fight to

see it if you hadn’t called it

into fists. “You think

man who would settle for her? If you had real ambition, at least you would have pursued a princess. Maybe then, I

your mouth!” William snapped. “Eleanor is ten times the woman you

marry her,” Isolde said lazily. “Why