The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 125 A Trap

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Priscilla turned to Vance, her face twisted in anger. “You handle this. He can’t go to the Parliamentary Library.”

Vance had initially been indifferent, but when his mother opposed it, he went along with her. Now that she was silent, her son had found some courage, and Vance couldn’t really say much. He shrugged and said, “If he wants to go, let him. We can always get Braden a position later.”

Priscilla, aware of her son’s shortcomings–his lack of education, bad temper, and inability to thrive in the official world–was not pleased. “What position can you get him? Can he really go to the Parliamentary Library? If not, a useless post is no better than doing honest work.”

Isolde replied calmly, “He has no honest work to do anyway.”

Priscilla shot her a sharp glare. “What’s that to you?”

Isolde raised an eyebrow, replying sarcastically, “What’s it to me? You want him to have honest work, but where’s the money for it? Has Vance earned a single coin on his own?”

Vance slammed the table in frustration, startling Matilda, who had been eating. He yelled, “You were lucky to have a good mother, but you ruined her! You’re a curse on this family!”

Isolde didn’t get angry; she only smiled coldly. “Be careful, I have bad luck. You never know when I’ll be the one to bring your whole family down.”

Braden, already simmering with resentment, snapped at Isolde. He grabbed his bowl and hurled it at her, shouting, “You little bitch! I’ll kill you!”

Isolde stood her ground, watching the bowl fly toward her. She didn’t flinch, and the bowl crashed to the floor, shattering.

Hattie rushed in, her hand landing with a loud slap on Braden’s face. “How dare you offend County Princess? Do you think you have more than one life?”

Braden, enraged and humiliated, lunged at Hattie, but Priscilla stood up and grabbed his arm, glaring at Isolde. “Are we supposed to have a pecking order in this family?”

Isolde stood up from the table, moving in front of Priscilla, towering over her by half a head. She smiled disdainfully. “There’s no order among people, but there is among character.”

With that, she motioned for Hattie and Hazel to follow her as she walked out.

Matilda, sensing that the only person who could stand up to Priscilla had just left, and that Priscilla was now seething with anger, figured she would be the next target. She hurriedly stood and dragged Michelle away, not bothering to finish her meal.

Priscilla, still seething with rage, swept her hand across the table, sending dishes flying and cra floor with a loud noise, the food splattering everywhere in chaos.

stormed off to Blesertin, with Vance following

‘ng to the

stop that bastard from going to the Parliamentary Library, break his legs. He won’t dare

Braden smirked “That’s

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think of it. You’re just too stupid to realize it. No wonder you always

brother, how dare you speak to me

it to you? You’re useless,” Martha said as she turned to leave.

stopping her. “It’s not easy to act within the house. How about you help me out,

you, but

“What is it?”

said with

me bring him to Westville Hotel. I’ll have someone waiting for him there,” Braden said, pulling her out of the

out, there’s no need for violence. It’s better to ruin his reputation entirely. Let him forget

his reputation is much more final than harming

of his worries and hesitations were gone. He had prepared for the worst–if Prudence didn’t support him, he’d find a place to live on his own.

are you thinking?” a voice

Martha walking in, smiling at him. He paused for a moment. Martha rarely spoke to

tone.

didn’t show much enthusiasm. He knew her mood could shift quickly, and he wasn’t sure if

in front of him, resting her chin on her hand.

but his posture softened a bit, showing that he was less guarded

on you for being so obedient to grandmother and mother, for lacking any true male backbone. But tonight, seeing you stand firm, even against grandmother, I owe

bowing deeply to him. “I’m

smiled and gently placed his hand on her wrist. “We’re family.

winked at him.