The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 184 The Stolen Dowry

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Prudence’s mouth foamed with blood as her breathing became ragged and uneven. The world her, her vision darkened, and she slipped into unconsciousness. But Vance and Priscilla didn’t care. They continued to rummage through the room, undeterred by her condition

spun around

They searched high and low, but found nothing. Then, a sudden thought struck Priscilla. She remembered how Prudence always went alone to the storeroom. Could it be that the old woman had hidden the valuables there? It was the perfect place–no one would think to look there.

In the Normont Chamber, Matilda had already packed up and was now helping Michelle and Bryant gather their things.

Michelle, furious and spewing insults, snapped, “How could you be so foolish? You’ve completely embarrassed me!”

“What’s the point of saying that now?” Matilda said, her voice strained with worry. “Hurry up and pack. Luckily, your father doesn’t know yet. He was arrested first. If he comes back and hears about it, the servants will know, and we’ll never get out of here.”

Matilda’s heart pounded with fear. She hadn’t even known Geoffrey had returned. After the scene with him, she had gone to her room, thinking of a way out. She realized she had no choice but to leave and take her children with her..

Bryant, drunk and unaware of the gravity of the situation, thought they were just preparing for a trip. “Where are we going? We don’t have anything–where can we even go?”

Michelle, growing angrier by the minute, snapped, “I used to be a dignified young lady. Even though I was sent back after the divorce, I dreamt of returning to Marquis Velmont’s estate. But now, I’m nothing but an illegitimate daughter. Even if we escape, it won’t be the luxurious life I once knew.”

Bryant burped loudly, looking confused. “Where are we going for a trip? We have no money. But didn’t Grandmother have some? Let’s just ask her.”

Matilda scoffed. “Do you think that old hag will give us anything? Don’t even think about it.”

But suddenly, Michelle looked up with a gleam in her eye. “She won’t give us anything, but we can take it. I saw her lock up a whole jewelry box in the storeroom once.”

is too precious to

in there, messing with something. When she saw me, she quickly locked the cabinet, but I saw the jewelry box

with a predatory gleam. She sneered, “I never thought the old woman would be hiding such valuables. Those pieces–especially from the Sharp family’s dowry–are

we

perked up at the mention of jewelry, jumped up eagerly. “Yes, let’s go!”

key to the cabinet, so she yanked at it in frustration. Bryant found a hammer and began to smash the

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way, they found a large jewelry box inside. It was wooden, beautifully carved, with a heavy lock. Bryant hammered it open. Michelle rushed forward and opened the box, and all three of them stood frozen in awe.

was a magnificent golden headpiece, gleaming with an almost otherworldly glow. Just one glance, and they

seen Prunella wear this before, at Queen

across her face. She remembered how, years ago, she had longed. to

the

whipped around to see Priscilla storming in, her footsteps quick and furious. Matilda’s heart skipped a beat. She clutched the jewelry box tighter to her chest, her eyes narrowing

and Michelle stepped in front of her, their postures filled

Matilda’s hands, and a sneer curled on her lips. “Matilda, don’t touch what isn’t

But it’s not yours either. I’m not taking it for myself. It’s your

it become your job to ‘safeguard‘ things?”

tone turned icy. “If I can’t safeguard it,

standing off to the side, asked curiously, “What’s

special,” Matilda said quickly, trying to cover up. Just some of Prunella’s old jewelry. Nothing too

dripping with sarcasm. “Sentimental? Don’t make me laugh. Were you not the one who stabbed the Sharp family in the back during all that drama? The Sharp family’s downfall wasn’t just their fault–it was partly yours. And now you’re talking about ‘sentimental value? What, do you have no