The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 124 How Dare He?

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Geoffrey didn’t return until dinner, and Clark had planned to speak to him beforehand and announce his decision during the meal. However, as soon as Geoffrey arrived, Prudence instructed the servants to prepare the meal.

Isolde, unusually, came out to join the dinner tonight, as she usually ate in private in the Pearl Tower. Clark noticed her presence and appreciated it–she was here to give him courage.

When Geoffrey saw Isolde, he was somewhat surprised but didn’t say anything. Nicole wasn’t feeling well and stayed in, so apart from her, everyone was present.

Matilda and Michelle had been unusually low–key recently–quiet, avoiding conflict, and attending to Prudence. Every morning and evening, they made sure to offer their respects to her, and they sat by her side during meals, serving her food.

Serving food had always been Matilda’s task since she first entered the household, and after Prunella’s death, it was still her duty as long as Prudence was in the household.

Tonight, the kitchen had prepared fish, and Prudence, who loved fish, had requested it. This caused Matilda a bit of trouble, as she had to carefully remove the bones, especially from the carp, which had many sharp spines. After picking out a good piece, she placed it in Prudence’s bowl. Prudence took a bite and simply said, “Not bad.”

Matilda had to keep going, picking out more bones, all while the others were nearly done with their meal. She hadn’t even taken a single bite herself.

Finally, after Prudence put down her fork, Matilda felt relieved and picked up her own fork to eat. But just then, Priscilla suddenly said, “Please put some of the ribs in front of me. I can’t reach them from here.”

Matilda was furious. It was bad enough she hadn’t eaten yet, but now, they were treating her like a servant. She glared at Priscilla, who smiled innocently but with a glint of satisfaction in her eyes. “Sorry to trouble you, dear sister–in–law.”

Matilda’s hand trembled as she picked up her fork. Michelle, sitting next to her, remained impassive–she wasn’t going to cross Priscilla, especially not when she was hoping for a chance to rise again through Prudence’s and Priscilla’s favor.

With a quick motion, Matilda placed the plate of ribs in front of Priscilla and said, “You like these? Here, have them.”

Isolde had been quietly watching, and when she saw that the others had mostly finished, she figured it was time for Clark to speak up. This wasn’t their first time seeing these two women bicker. She knew that if the tension kept building, it might ruin Clark’s chance to speak.

Priscilla, irritated, muttered, “You’ve already brought it over, what’s Matilda still eating for?”

Isolde, not one to back down, swiftly loaded her fork with some food and placed it in Priscilla’s bowl, then returned the ribs to Matilda’s side. “Anything else you’d like, Priscilla? I’ll serve you,” Isolde said with a cold smile, slamming the fork down on the table.

something she particularly liked; she had

down at her plate with a look that suggested

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Priscilla no choice but

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satisfied that things had calmed, subtly gestured to Clark, signaling that it

basin for Prudence to wash her

began to rise, but Clark suddenly stood and said, “Grandmother, I have

looked up at him in surprise. “Say it, what’s all this fuss

meet anyone’s gaze. “I’m reporting to the Parliamentary

color as she shrieked, “Didn’t we forbid you from

aback by Priscilla’s reaction. He stared

at her. “He won’t even listen to

signaling her to quiet down, then turned her gaze to Clark. Her eyes narrowed, voice cold, “You’re not going.

question, no negotiation. It

be angry and perhaps ask about his reasoning, but he never expected her to be so resolute. His heart sank as he sat back down, trying to

with disappointment in her eyes. “I gave you the capital for

dropped. He had nothing more to say. His

though. He was at least standing up for himself more than before.

was about to speak, Geoffrey spoke up, his voice full of surprise. “The Parliamentary Library is a

hope and gratitude shining in

cold voice, interjected, “The Langley family cannot

her words, the room fell

his mother. He knew her words were harsh, especially at this critical moment, but she had to

this statement, Geoffrey