The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 164 Sickness:

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Priscilla could hardly believe that Clark had the nerve to shout at her. In a fit of fury, she slapped him across the face. “You ungrateful wretch! You dare to defy me?” she screamed.

Clark’s eyes darkened, his rage boiling over. But his self–restraint was too ingrained, and the teachings of respect too deeply rooted in his heart, preventing him from retaliating in the same way he had when Isolde had scolded Prudence. He could not lash out at his stepmother as he had done with her.

The slap and the venomous words, however, would be scared into his memory.

Geoffrey, witnessing the slap, was horrified. His face paled, and he turned to Clark. “Clark, come to the study. I need to speak with you.”

Clark’s rage simmered down, and with a clenched jaw, he nodded, “Yes, Father.”

Priscilla, watching him walk away with Geoffrey, was overwhelmed by a surge of bitterness and sorrow. With a loud thud, she collapsed at Prudence’s feet, sobbing uncontrollably. “Mother, how can you just stand by and watch Geoffrey continue to trample on us? Even the son of a concubine is more capable than your own flesh and blood. How could you lose to a lowly concubine’s child?”

Prudence’s body stiffened as she stared at her. For a moment, she looked like an old woman, her face sagging, her eyes heavy with exhaustion and despair. In one glance, she seemed to age a decade.

The hatred in her eyes began to surface, thick and poisonous. Concubines. She had spent her whole life fighting them.

When she was young, she fought concubines. In middle age, she fought their sons and daughters–in–law. And now, in her old age, she was being crushed under the weight of the bloodline of a concubine.

She had spent her entire life trying to stay on top, but now she was being pushed lower and lower, helpless. And now even her obedient bastard son, her grandson, had turned against her.

The fury in her eyes grew darker, colder.

“Get Xavier,” she ordered Priscilla, her voice icy. “And tell the shop to lower the prices. Sell it quickly.”

She slowly stood up, her body heavy as if weighed down by the world. She could no longer stay in this

house.

was

This family had been completely overtaken by the bastard. As the legitimate matriarch, there was no place for her here.

body

had collapsed, her illness

could say was that her liver was congested, and there was a stagnation of blood and energy. It could be serious or not–no

one could tell.

of her anger and stress, not giving it much thought. But after several days of her being unable to get out of bed, he became

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voice. “Geoffrey, Prudence’s condition is not good.”

wrong with her?

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liver is failing to store blood, her complexion is yellow, and her body is

was struck dumb by the news. He stammered, “Are there any medicines that could help?”

pain, but I’m afraid they won’t do much. You should start preparing for

do everything you can,”

a day. Let’s see if it can reduce

doctor left, his heavy footsteps

that Prudence had been a significant figure in his life. As a young man, he had sensed her favoritism toward her own children, but that had

good stepmother. She had always done what

her.

was

sank into Geoffrey’s heart like

slowly to Blesertin, the family home, where Prudence lay bedridden, her body swollen and pale. Priscilla and Matilda were there,

at him weakly, her voice hoarse.

bedside and bowed. “Mother, the doctor says it’s just liver congestion. With proper care, you should recover in a few months.”

heavy sigh, her face filled with exhaustion. “Don’t lie to me. I know my own body. I don’t have

tears, tried to console her. “Don’t say that. You have many years ahead of you. You’ll see Braden return, and you’ll see him build

murmured, her eyes distant. “If I could just see him

tears. “But he’s in prison, how can he come back? If you truly v maybe Geoffrey

to see him,

Pablo came, he promised to save Braden. But

and he

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