The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 126 A Trap

Nicole looked at Martha in confusion. “You’re going out with Clark?”

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Martha huffed. “You weren’t at dinner, so you missed it. Clark somehow managed to get a position at the Parliamentary Library. Grandmother didn’t approve, but he’s insisting on going.”

“The Parliamentary Library?” Nicole smiled faintly. “Isn’t that a good thing?”

Martha’s expression hardened. “What’s good about it? He’s not our eldest son, just another useless bastard.”

Nicole’s face darkened. “Watch your language.”

“Why should I care? Don’t forget you’re the legitimate child. Mother said it clearly–our family can’t stand competing with bastards,” Martha sneered before turning and storming out.

Nicole sighed lightly. She wasn’t being high and mighty, but she didn’t want any more trouble at home.

She was more concerned about her own marriage. On the surface, her family seemed fine, but both her grandmother and mother were deluding themselves. Their current position depended entirely on Geoffrey.

Vance couldn’t get ahead, and it had nothing to do with the bastard’s ambitions; it was because the legitimate son wasn’t making progress.

“Miss, your medicine,” the maid Faith entered with the tray.

Nicole propped herself up. “Faith, Clark wants to go to the Parliamentary Library. Do you think that’s a good idea or a bad one?”

The maid placed the medicine on the coffee table and lightly fanned it with a hand fan. “I can’t say, but it’s always good to have someone in the family succeed. At least you might benefit from it, especially with your marriage…

Nicole responded, “I know that. But grandmother said once a bastard shines, it drains all the good luck of the Langley family, and that suppresses the legitimate heirs. I don’t believe it. If we rely on Braden, we’ll never get anywhere. We might as well let Clark try.”

She sighed, knowing exactly what her sister’s intentions were. Clark was simple–minded and naive. If he went out with Martha, things could go south… Nicole felt an overwhelming sense of helplessness.

After a while, she couldn’t sit still anymore. “Faith, help me to the Pearl Tower.”

At the Pearl Tower, Isolde sat under the lamp, embroidering.

It wasn’t something she enjoyed doing, but she made herself learn. It was a way to test her patience. Embroidery was demanding. When she first tried it, she’d nearly set the whole thing on fire in frustration.

as she walked over and looked

silk. “Next, I want to try a more complex

to the eggs,”

gestured at the basket in the corner.

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can manage goose eggs, you’ll be able to do

with a smile. “What’s the point of all

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thing all the time is frustrating,” Esme

knew Isolde was sharp and resourceful, but to thrive in the future, intelligence alone wouldn’t

hurried in and said, “Nicole

cold when she heard the name. “She wants Geoffrey’s estate and to

power.

her head. “Let her

fond of Nicole, she didn’t dislike her either. Nicole was a self–interested person, but

entered, supported by

someone to Westville Hotel. I’m

expression changed. “What do you

first, and I’ll explain

ordered, “Hattie, go to Westville.”

her sword and

added, “Don’t

but then paused, realizing it wasn’t Isolde’s voice. She didn’t

to borrow a hairpin from me, saying she was taking Clark to Westville Hotel. She’s never liked him, and now she

she didn’t fully believe Nicole’s words,

she’s still toying with him, her methods will be harsh. I don’t want Duke’s estate to

indirect, but everyone understood what she meant. She was worried that any more scandals would ruin her chances for a good