The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 52 She’s Still Too Green

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Pearls

After Estella finished speaking, she raised her voice and called out to Isolde, “Isolde, you’re still young and naive. Don’t be deceived by these two old scoundrels! They were driven off the mountain by Matilda years ago and even spent time in prison. Just seeing them is enough to bring bad luck.”

“You….” Jessica’s brows shot up in anger as she pointed at Estella and scolded, “You ungrateful wretch! Have you forgotten how good Prunella was to you? The moment Prunella died, you turned around and pledged loyalty to Matilda! If Prunella’s spirit still lingers, she would curse you all to die miserable deaths.”

Estella sneered, “Of course, I remember Prunella’s kindness. That’s why I’ve been managing the estate diligently all these years, despite the losses. And besides, regardless of which Mrs. Langley is in charge, a duchess is still a duchess. We are merely servants, our job is to do our work and not meddle in other affairs.”

With that. Estella called out, “Someone, come in! Get these two shameless old fools out of here before they deceive Isolde any further!”

Several farmhands entered from outside and, without hesitation, reached for Jessica and Wade.

Jessica shoved them away angrily and shouted at Isolde with a sorrowful voice, “Isolde, wake up! Don’t mistake an enemy for a mother. She’s the one who killed Prunella!”

Furious. Estella trembled and raised her hand to slap Jessica. But before her hand could land, a whip cracked through the air and struck her hard, making her yelp in pain and jump back. She shrieked, “Who did that? Who dared to hit me?!”

When she turned and saw the whip in Isolde’s hand, her expression twitched. Glaring, she barked, “Tsolde, you dare strike me?!”

-Isolde’s eyes gleamed coldly, like a venomous snake. “Why shouldn’t I?”

A chill ran down Estella’s spine as she recalled that just yesterday, Doug had stood up for Isolde, forcing even Matilda and Milton to back down.

Though Doug had now left, Oliver was still at the manor. Offending Isolde was not a wise move.

Still, she couldn’t afford to lose face, so she spoke forcefully, “I was only thinking of your best interests, to prevent you from being deceived.”

Isolde let out a cold laugh. “Oh? So when you falsely accused me of pushing Eleanor into the water yesterday, that was for my best interests too?”

Estella stiffened. The matter hadn’t been mentioned last night, and she had assumed Isolde had let it slide, considering the estate still needed them to function. After all, she knew from experience that if the estate’s stewards were removed, the farmhands would rebel.

hadn’t expected Isolde to wait until today

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“Leave? Isolde, you don’t have the right to tell me to leave. But truth

turned to Estella and the other stewards. “Since Isolde doesn’t want us here,

hesitated for a moment before

once we’re gone, who knows if the farmhands will

that, the group left in a grand, arrogant

and Wade turned pale with fear,

saw that she wasn’t entirely on Matilda’s side. Anxiously, she said, “Isolde, you can’t let all the stewards leave! The farmhands follow them more than anyone else. If they all walk out, no one will work the fields. In two

right, Isolde. No matter what happens, we should at least hold off for two months. Once the busy farming season is

“Don’t worry, I can afford this

“Oh, my dear Isolde, you say that too easily! Do you know how much money the estate makes in a year?

Isolde knew.

let thousands of money rot away on the trees. She wouldn’t make

belongs to my mother. I will reclaim it.

Wade nodded eagerly. “Of course! Absolutely!”

Isolde said with

that won’t work. Even if we stay, it won’t be enough. The farmhands

are all I need,” Isolde assured

old folks like us do? This estate is huge. Even if we worked day and night without rest,