The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 180

Chapter 180 I’ve Come for Your Life

Priscilla’s face drained of color as she gasped, “What did you say? You saw Braden?

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Prudence quickly grasped Priscilla’s arm and sighed, trying to hold back her emotions. Looking at Natasha with a shaky voice, she said, “You must have mistaken someone else. Braden is dead, burned beyond recognition. The body was examined by the authorities, and there’s no doubt about it?

Priscilla’s mind began to race. So this is Natasha’s game–she’s trying to provoke us. She felt a coldness stir within her. She must suspect something, so she’s trying to test us. But Prudence is composed. I’ll play along.

Natasha paused for a moment, before standing up and bowing slightly with an apologetic smile. “Oh, is that so? I’m so sorry to hear that. I’ve been unwell these past few days, and with all the worry about Isolde, I hadn’t heard this news. It seems I must’ve mistaken someone else for Braden. When that man was captured. he was introduced as Braden. I didn’t know him personally, so I assumed it was him. I even brought him here today… he’s still outside.”

Priscilla’s eyes narrowed, seeing right through Natasha’s feigned remorse. She’s testing us–this is deliberate.

Taking the bait, Priscilla sneered sharply. “If it’s just a thief, shouldn’t you send him straight to the authorities? A burglar daring to break into a house right under the King’s nose? The punishment for that is severe–first, a few dozen lashes, then to the magistrates.”

Natasha nodded solemnly. “You’re right. Thieves and lowlifes like that deserve nothing but punishment.”

She turned to one of her maids and ordered, “Take him outside, give him thirty lashes, then deliver him to the authorities.”

“Understood,” the maid replied, hurrying to carry out the command.

The sound of the whips cracking and the agonizing screams echoed from outside.

Vance, who had been standing in silence, quietly slipped out to see what was going on. He returned with a pale face and whispered something urgently into Prudence’s car. Her complexion drained of color as her lips trembled. Eyes wide with horror, she turned to glare at Natasha.

the screams with a faint, eerie smile on her lips as if

felt a chill of realization. Those screams… they’re Braden’s. That

a scream of disbelief,

beaten raw, his lips and teeth bloody. The sight of Priscilla caused him to scream,

been nearby, rushed over. They froze in shock.

him, you bastards! Who gave you the right to beat a Duke’s family

with icy eyes. “Step aside, Priscilla, We’re just following Natasha’s

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“Why aren’t you helping him? Are you just going to stand there and watch him die?”

but slowly approached. Their faces

warmth that had once graced her features was gone, replaced by a chilling emptiness in her eyes as she said, “Priscilla, didn’t you just say Braden was dead? Could it be he’s come back from the

twisted with panic as she frantically searched for

looking as if she’d been expecting this moment, stepped out slowly. She bowed slightly to Natasha, her voice tight with restraint. “Natasha, please. For old times‘ sake, let’s not discuss this matter

“Why should I

whisper of fury. “Natasha, you’d better watch your tongue. Words can be thrown around carelessly,

here today for the dowry?” Natasha’s eyes locked

went ashen. “You… you came to destroy us?” She stood rigid, her fury simmering. “It seems we have nothing more

so fast. There are some old acquaintances you should meet first,” Natasha

stormed back

the same chair as

tried desperately to maintain her composure, her body

rage.

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