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.

husband. Is this how you speak to him?” Prudence scolded sharply.

was the legitimate heir of the Langley family. Who knew he would turn out to be so useless?

never been much help, had been condescending, always putting

somber, tense

meal. After a long day of inspecting the businesses, she was tired and

entered, the atmosphere grew even

clothes? Is that blood? Did they bully you at the Parliamentary Library?” Martha sneered, her voice dripping with

words made everyone turn to look, but no one had noticed until now. Isolde had seen the blood, but

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

have been a great honor, the way people at the Parliamentary Library

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 you still

at Geoffrey. “Do you just

reprimand her, but his position and the family situation

and coldly say, “Eat your food. This is adult business.

reprimand Geoffrey had ever given Isolde, and it almost carried the tone of

sighed, “Understood,” with an air of obedience.

she could choke on her

“What’s with the blood?”

way back to the Parliamentary Library today. He was bleeding, and I got some

an eyebrow. “Were you very late?”

“I only arrived at the

things go wrong. You can always return to your business.”

“It’s not exactly ruined, but they made me an Imperial Scholar- Apprentice. I think it’s because

with her head down, startled at the sound, lifting her head to

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

continuing to eat and letting Priscilla ca:

on with