The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 185 Priscilla Is Dead

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The golden headdress, the delicate golden hairpins, the lustrous pearls, the ruby earrings set in gold, and the coral–and–pearl necklace–all of them gleamed in the light, a collection of treasures that could blind a person with their beauty. Priscilla and Vance’s eyes turned bloodshot with greed. They lunged forward. desperate to grab whatever they could.

Matilda quickly swept her arms over the pile of jewels, pulling everything in front of her as she fell to the ground, clutching the precious treasures to her chest. A few pearls rolled away, but Vance’s sharp eyes caught one and snatched it up in an instant.

Michelle, quick to react, dashed to seize another pearl. She had seen one just like it at the Marquis Velmont’s estate–worth half a million each.

Priscilla, shrieking with fury, grabbed at Matilda’s hair, yanking her head back and slapping her across the face. “You disgusting bitch! What gives you the right to take things from the Duke’s estate? Get up, get up!”

Matilda, buried under so many treasures, couldn’t rise, so Priscilla pulled her by the hair and slapped her again and again. “You have no shame, you filthy thief! If I don’t throw you out right now, it’ll be a mercy! You think you can just steal from here? I’ll have the authorities drag you and your bastard children away.”

Matilda’s scalp stung as large clumps of hair were ripped out, and blood quickly began to trickle down her forehead and face, marks of Priscilla’s vicious assault.

The four of them were so consumed by their greed that none of them noticed Bryant, still half–drunk, had picked up a hammer and was raising it high.

With a wild roar, he grabbed Priscilla by the hair and spat out, “Let go of my mother!”

Priscilla screamed in pain, but when she saw the hammer raised above her, she sneered. “Go ahead, strike me! See if you can escape if you kill me!”

She thought she had Bryant all figured out–just another cowardly bully who couldn’t follow through on his threats. But this time, she was wrong. Bryant’s eyes flashed with a dangerous gleam, and the rusted hammer came crashing down, striking Priscilla squarely on the top of her head.

Blood sprayed everywhere.

For a moment, Priscilla didn’t move. She stared, wide–eyed, at Bryant’s murderous face, at the blood now staining his features. She felt the warmth of the blood running down her head, sticky and thick, and then her body crumpled. She twitched a few times, her life slowly draining out of her.

she managed

hardly comprehend what had just happened. After a long moment, he gasped, “You… you killed my wife!”

Without even a second’s

Someone, stop him!” Vance screamed, his voice filled

exchanged frantic glances, too stunned to act, unsure of what to

ran

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40 Pearls

a few servants. Seeing the horrific scene, he immediately

by the time the doctor arrived, Priscilla was already dead.

filled with clutter and blood. Her children were nowhere to be found–she had no one by

off to chase after Bryant, but he returned too

and Michelle sitting on the ground, panic written

on her forehead where Bryant’s hammer had struck. Geoffrey walked over slowly, picking up each piece of Prunella’s jewelry. wiping the blood from them with deliberate care. His face

items.

turned to leave. Michelle, still in shock, suddenly grabbed his leg. “Father,” she said, her voice

yanked his leg free and kept walking, not sparing a glance at her

he reached the door, he called over his shoulder to Ryker,

he cradled the jewelry box to his chest, walking out of the room slowly. There was a strange, almost obsessive smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, as if he was holding something precious- something that still belonged to Prunella, even though she was

High Magistracy of Argentum sent Camren himself to investigate the murder. The death of someone at the Duke’s

seriousness.

the city, and Matilda, Michelle, and Vance were all

woken up and was immediately

noticing there were no grandchildren around to tend to

said he was going to the Parliamentary Library for a