The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 138 The Dinner Table Drama

Geoffrey was stunned.

He looked up and saw the faint glimmer of malice and hatred still burning in Prudence’s eyes.

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He didn’t get angry. Instead, he smiled coldly. “It seems no matter what I say, it’s useless. All I can do is make sure he’s convicted for the fight. If you’re not satisfied with that, feel free to find someone better.”

With that, Geoffrey turned and walked away.

Prudence’s gaze hardened, her fists clenched tightly. Fine, Fine. So be it.

“Mother, what happened?” Priscilla asked eagerly as Prudence walked back to the stone house.

“I won’t beg him. I don’t believe there’s anything money can’t solve,” Prudence replied darkly.

“He refuses to help?” Priscilla’s face paled.

“He’s an outsider after all,” Prudence said, slowly sitting down. She turned to Braden and reassured him, “You rest here. I’ll bring a doctor tomorrow to treat your wounds. In five days, I’ll get you out of here.

“Five days?” Braden moaned, “I don’t want to stay here for a minute longer. The food is horrible, there’s not even soup.”

“I’ll bring you some soup tonight,” Priscilla quickly said.

Vance, uninterested, muttered, “What’s so special? It’s just a few more days. This isn’t a prison; there are people watching. You’re perfectly safe.”

“Watch how you speak!” Priscilla snapped, glaring at him. “You weren’t saying anything earlier when you should have helped, and now you’re talking too much. Useless!”

Vance, fed up with Priscilla, glared back. When he had married her, she was composed and elegant, but now, all he saw was a sharp–tongued, petty woman. Over the years, her true nature had come out.

Is this how you speak to him?”

a pang of frustration. She had married Vance because he was the legitimate heir of the Langley family. Who knew he

help, had been condescending, always putting her down.

estate had a somber, tense atmosphere during dinner.

had also joined the meal. After a long day of inspecting the

Clark entered, the atmosphere grew

you at the Parliamentary Library?” Martha

turn to look, but no one had noticed until now. Isolde had seen the blood, but since there were no visible

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looked up at him. Priscilla scoffed, “Don’t you know your own limits? Grandmother didn’t want. you to go because she knew your weak character. You went through

an Imperial Scholar–Apprentice should have been a great honor, the way

calmly retorted, “What’s wrong with going through the back door? Wasn’t it you who begged your father to help Vance and your son go through the back door? If the one going to the Parliamentary Library was that good–for–nothing, would

fork on the table, glaring at Geoffrey. “Do you just let her

frustrated with Priscilla. He had long wanted to reprimand her, but his position and the family situation made it hard to do so. Now, Isolde’s retort suited him just fine.

up at Isolde and coldly say, “Eat your

Geoffrey had ever given Isolde, and it almost carried the

an air

like she could choke on her anger.

at Clark. “What’s with the

way back to the Parliamentary Library today. He was bleeding, and I got some of it on me. I didn’t have

eyebrow. “Were you very

defeated, replied, “I only arrived at the Parliamentary Library around

things go wrong. You can always return to your

gaze, looking at Prudence. “It’s not exactly ruined, but they made me an Imperial Scholar- Apprentice. I think it’s because of Mr. Becker’s recommendation.”

down, startled at

qualifications do you have?” Priscilla spat, her voice sharp

face darkened, but she didn’t say anything, continuing to

on with