The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 93 I’ll Remember This

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Prudence said sternly, “Such insolent servants have no respect for their masters. If they were bought, tie them up, give them a good beating, and sell them off.”

When Priscilla saw that her beloved daughter had been struck, she was furious. Hearing Prudence’s orders, she immediately led a group of older maids brought from Caelmont to the Pearl Tower.

Isolde had been waiting in the courtyard, lounging lazily in an armchair under the sun with Leonis nestled in her arms. The wolf lay drowsily in her lap, and she reclined just as indolently.

When Priscilla arrived, Isolde didn’t bother to stand and greet her. She simply lifted her gaze and said flatly, “Oh? Aunt Priscilla is here.”

Priscilla said with a frown, “Isolde, you may have grown up in the countryside, but you’ve been granted the title of County Princess. How can you behave so improperly? If others see this, they’ll only say you have no manners, and we didn’t educate you well.”

“I really have no manners. Aunt Priscilla, don’t you know that?” Isolde chuckled. “I’m not like Martha, who was raised by you to be so refined and so well–mannered. Whenever she sees me, it’s either to snatch something or to pick a fight.”

Priscilla’s expression darkened, but she ignored the sarcasm. “Martha is young. Yes, she’s a bit spoiled, but you’re older than her. You shouldn’t have hit her.”

Isolde waved a hand dismissively. “Oh, don’t pin that on me. I had no idea she was coming. How could I have hit her? She’s unruly. I can put up with that. But if she lies and frames me, I won’t tolerate it. That deserves family discipline.”

Priscilla hadn’t expected Isolde to be so difficult to deal with, so she gave a subtle signal to one of the older maids.

The maid stepped forward at once. “Miss Isolde Langley, it’s not up to you to decide on family discipline. That’s for Mdm. Langley. But your servants dared to strike Miss Martha Langley. That is outrageous! Mdm. Langley has ordered that whoever laid hands on Miss Martha Langley be tied up, beaten, and sold off.”

Michelle had been born just a few days before Nicole. By right, Michelle should have been the eldest female member among the young generation.

But Prudence and Priscilla had decided that, even among the young generation, birth order could be considered separately.

As a result, those in Priscilla’s household never regarded Michelle as the heiress or gave much respect to Geoffrey’s daughters.

disagreed with Prudence’s decision, but since he had always obeyed his mother and

her word had

But I want to remind you they aren’t servants of the Langley family. They

who sent them. Once they enter the Duke’s estate, they are the Langley family’s servants. Mdm. Langley is the mistress of this house. Of course, she has the right to deal with them Do vou really think Mr. Recker would bother with some cervants?

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Langley. Mrs. Langley and I weren’t born yesterday. You

and said before turning away. “Suit yourselves.”

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swept a cold gaze over the people in the Pearl Tower and issued a chilling command. “Whoever hit Miss Martha Langley, step forward now. Spare yourself unnecessary

clenched her fist, and slammed it into a tree near the

scowled. “Who do you think you’re trying

she could finish, the thick tree trunk suddenly snapped, crashing

frozen in shock and stared blankly

her hand. She walked right up to the maid

stone crumbled to dust. A gust of wind scattered it into the air,

contain her anger anymore and snapped, “How dare you

Hattie and Hazel replied in unison. “As for the rest, they’re nothing but air!”

Duke’s estate pays your wage!” The

watching the scene unfold.

coolly, “Isolde, this isn’t how you flaunt authority. Don’t you care

the Langley family enough?“A whole household that does nothing but live off my mother’s money, yet you still have the nerve to lecture me? If you have even a shred of

Isolde saw no reason to play nice. She had no intention of keeping the peace, and it was a waste of

that she was left speechless for a long moment. Finally, she sputtered, “You… you’re completely out of control!

herself on composure, but even she couldn’t maintain her usual poise after such an insult. Her eyes darkened with anger as she glared at

was worried you’d forget. And while you’re at it, remember this too. My mother’s money is more than enough to feed a few freeloaders. But I won’t tolerate those

pale. As a noblewoman, she had never been

before.