The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

e Swordswoman’s Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 51 Taking

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Harlan returned early in the morning, bringing two people with him.

The first was an older man, possibly in his late fifties or early sixties, with graying hair, sun–darkened skin, and a calm, steady demeanor.

The second was a thin, frail–looking woman in her fifties, her back slightly hunched. Her hair was entirely white at the temples, and a red birthmark sat squarely in the center of her forehead. Her eyes were small but sharp, lined with countless wrinkles that spoke of hardship and shrewdness.

A formidable woman, no doubt.

“Isolde Both of them stepped forward, bowing respectfully.

Harlan had already spoken to them on the way back, so they knew who she was–Prunella’s daughter. Their eyes held traces of emotion, a mix of nostalgia and disbelief.

Isolde rose to her feet and returned their greeting with a graceful curtsy. “You were both trusted by my mother. It is an honor to meet you.

By addressing them first, and as a junior, she was showing them the highest level of

respect.

Jessica Gonzalez, the woman, remained composed, though her tone carried a trace of melancholy. “You’ve grown so much,” she murmured. “The last time I saw her, the late Mrs. Langley was five months pregnant with you. She had swollen terribly–her whole body, even her face and lips were turning blue… Ah…”

Isolde froze. This was the first time she had ever heard anyone mention what her mother had gone through during her pregnancy.

“She was swollen that badly at five months? And her lips and face were blue?” Isolde’s voice was calm, but her fingers tightened against the fabric of her sleeve. “Are you certain?”

“How could I forget?” Jessica replied without hesitation.

In her previous life, Isolde had carried a child before, Swelling usually occurred later, around seven or eight months–not five. And blue lips and face? That wasn’t normal.

She had studied pregnancy carefully, obsessively questioning doctors during her own. That symptom was a sign of severe anemia, of the body being completely drained of blood and oxygen. But her mother had been a Duchess, wealthy beyond measure. There was no shortage of the finest tonics and medical care. Amber had once mentioned that even Prunella herself had suspected something, going as far as bringing a physician to live within the estate to monitor the pregnancy.

such careful attention, how could her mother have still ended up in

quietly locked that thought away, making a note to investigate further. For now, she turned

sit,” she said, motioning for

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went to tend the orchards and fight of pests. But if they were too sweet, they’d get thirsty, and a thirsty worker is a useless worker. This?

the food, scowled. “If it’s so bad, why are you eating so much of it?” she

muttered.

sidelong glance. “Because Isolde offered them to me,” she said pointedly. “And if

stepped aside, muttering under her breath. Cheap and greedy.”

another cake into her mouth before looking at Isolde. “Holde,”

though her gaze flickered to

beamed. “Thank you, Isolde.”

over both of them. “I asked Harlan to bring you back because I want to know–would the two of you be willing to return

and Wade hesitated.

carefully. “You’re offering us work?”

in years, she felt the slightest glimmer of hope. If she stayed here, the children wouldn’t

Matilda and Michelle. “Isolde, Jessica continued,

gaze directly. “Mine.”

laugh, taking a sip of water. “This manor isn’t under your control, though.” She leaned back slightly, a trace of defiance in her posture. “Do you even know why Wade and I left? We were caught stealing–thrown in prison for a year.

actually steal?”

Matilda and Michelle want to punish us further, then let them

you steal?” Isolde asked, her voice dangerously calm.

“After Mrs. Langley died, they ordered all of her belongings to be burned,” she said. “Wade

belongings–isn’t that a common practice?” she

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feet. “Not everything is burned,” she snapped. “People keep mementos. But they wanted.

“I’ve seen you now. That’s enough for me. I won’t

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