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?

who had never been much help, had been condescending, always putting

estate had a somber, tense

After a long day of inspecting the businesses, she was tired and sat down to eat when

Clark entered, the atmosphere grew even stranger.

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

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

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know your own limits? Grandmother didn’t want. you to go because she knew your weak character. You went through the back door, and of course,

being appointed as an Imperial Scholar–Apprentice should have been a great honor, the way people at the Parliamentary Library looked down on him made him feel miserable.

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

table, glaring at Geoffrey. “Do you just let her speak

who had always disliked Isolde, now found himself increasingly frustrated with Priscilla. He had long wanted to reprimand her, but his position and the

him look up at Isolde and coldly say, “Eat your food. This is adult business. What does a child

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

sighed, “Understood,” with an air of

she could choke on her

at Clark. “What’s with

helped a beggar on my way back to the Parliamentary Library today. He was bleeding, and I got some of it on me.

eyebrow. “Were you very

“I only arrived at the Parliamentary

“It doesn’t matter if things go wrong. You can always return

gaze, looking at Prudence. “It’s not exactly ruined, but they made me an Imperial Scholar- Apprentice. I think

down, startled at the sound, lifting her head

Imperial Scholar–Apprentice? What qualifications do you have?”

continuing to eat and letting Priscilla ca:

on with