The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 201 How Cruel Can You Be?

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At Blesertin, Prudence endured the pain etched on his face, silently listening to Clark’s report. A whirlwind of emotions flickered in her eyes–fear, anger, frustration–before slowly fading into calm.

She looked at Clark, her eyes softening. “I know you’re a great grandson, always so kind. Now that you’re serving the King and your future looks bright, I’m really happy for you. “Has the King found you a new place to live? If he has, I’ll come with you. I might be getting on in years, but I can still help run the household for you

Clark’s lashes fluttered slightly as he met her eyes. “The King hasn’t given me a new mansion,” he replied, voice tight.

“Then go beg him! Prudence snapped, a rough edge to her tone as impatience flashed in her eyes.

Clark didn’t respond. He simply covered her with a blanket and stood up to leave.

“Stop… stop right there!” Prudence’s voice trembled with exasperation. She tried to prop herself up, but her frail body gave way, and she fell back heavily, cursing. “You… disobey me, and you’ll die a horrible death!”

Her heart seethed with bitterness. The slightest annoyance made her lash out with sharp, venomous words.

Clark straightened his back, took a deep breath, and walked out without another word.

Hearing Clark’s restoration to the office, Isolde and Nicole were happy. After they finished preparing dinner. they decided to head to The Pearl Tower to celebrate.

While they were drinking, Martha showed up uninvited and casually plopped down next to Clark, giving him a sugary smile. “Brother!” she called out, loud enough for everyone to hear. “I came to congratulate you, -you can’t forget me, right?”

Clark barely glanced at her, pulling back a little and keeping his cool. “Thanks for the congratulations.

Martha raised her glass and grinned. ‘Let me toast to you, Brother!”

She didn’t have her own glass, so she grabbed Clark’s wine glass without hesitation. He looked at her and shrugged. “Drink it. We already had some just now,”

Without missing a beat, Martha snatched the glass out of Nicole’s hand. “Seriously? Can’t you see Brother doesn’t have a cup?” she snapped.

She filled Clark’s glass with a sweet smile, “Here, drink up. After this toast, we can all forget the past. I was a fool back then, easily swayed, I swear I won’t mess things up again.”

for a toast, really. Last time you tried to toast,

“What are you on about, Isolde? That was in the past. We’ve already agreed to move on, so why bring it up

wide eyes, all innocent.

down, you stepped all over him. Now that

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away and stood up. “I’ve got to head to the palace tomorrow. No time for

like that, he was

Langley hurriedly chased after him. As he chased after him, Clark Langley simply ran

rushed after him, but he took off, and she couldn’t keep up. Frustrated, she stomped her foot

“It’s

thought to herself, Martha is shameless, sure, but there is some kind of skill there. If someone like her has the right opportunities, she could

but there were still the matters of the expedition to figure out.

truth. Hearing that made her heart race. Does that mean that the

palace, so she rushed over to Paletein Manor to find

say anything?” Isolde asked.

off his outer clothes and shook his head helplessly. “No.”

filled with disappointment. “No?”

gestured for her to sit down. He said, “Don’t worry. It’s autumn now. Every year at the beginning of autumn, Queen Catherine will invite her to a banquet. “You’re County Princess, so you should be invited to the palace. When the time comes, I will arrange for you to meet

mother, but the King

he encouraged Queen Dowager again, Queen Dowager might agree. As long as Queen Dowager was willing to say something in front of

Isolde said

Watch Queen Dowager’s face closely. If her expression changes, stop. “No matter how badly

not wanting her master to change his mind.

a long look and sighed, a little exasperated. “You’re

just like you,” Isolde

his gaze landing on the thick dark circles under her

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them with She clearly hadn’t slept much last