The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 330 A Clean Break

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Margaret fixed a cold gaze on her and spoke icily, “I’ve warned you countless times to stay out of your family’s affairs. Why do you never listen? What are you trying to pull this time?”

Agnes leaned in, explaining carnestly, “Mother, I’m not scheming anything! You know William has always liked Isolde. The marriage negotiations kept stalling, yet she’s already moved into the household. If she bears a son first, wouldn’t that put William at a disadvantage? I couldn’t just sit by and do nothing. My idea was simple–find him another concubine, have her bear the eldest son, and secure his position. But you know William’s stubbornness–he won’t listen to reason So, I arranged for Susan, a woman who resembles Isolde, to enter the house. With a little help from some medicine, they’d end up in bed, and once the deed was done, he’d have no choice but to accept her. If fate is kind, Susan could conceive quickly, securing William’s future. Isn’t that perfect? I did this for William, for you! But then Martha appeared out of nowhere–who could’ve predicted this?”

Margaret’s anger eased slightly. If not for Martha’s interference, she wouldn’t have been this frustrated. And, deep down, she had to admit Agnes was right.

Although Oliver wasn’t Pablo’s biological son, he had grown up in the household, holding the title of son in name. Even Allan regarded him as a grandson, and Pablo clearly favored him. If Isolde were to bear a son, and Pablo, in a moment of joy, made a rash decision, who knew what chaos that might bring

As for Eleanor, Margaret could easily guess what was running through her mind.

If Susan truly resembled Isolde and won William’s favor, whispering good words about Agnes to him, that would surely be more effective than her waiting anxiously from a distance. This kind of scheming was common even in the imperial palace. The only issue was Agnes’s lack of caution, allowing Martha to disrupt everything.

After a moment of contemplation, Margaret turned to William. “Stand up first.”

Hearing his mother’s softened tone, William knew she was likely to agree. He rose to his feet, but an inexplicable bitterness lingered in his heart. Even if his mother consented, he wasn’t entirely willing.

“I still need to look into Martha,” Margaret continued. “If she’s not of bad character, I can allow her to enter the household. At this point, refusing would be pointless. If she spreads rumors, your reputation will be utterly ruined.”

William insisted, “She won’t speak. She swore never to tell anyone.”

Margaret let out a cold laugh. “And you believe her?” She waved a hand dismissively. “Enough, leave us. I need to speak with Agnes.”

Feeling both frustrated and resigned, William saw no point in further discussion. The decision was made, and he had no desire to involve himself any further.

to Agnes. “Who exactly

Vermelle Hall, but she has never served a client. You can rest assured–she’s untouched.”

your mind I don’t care if your intentions were good, but do you realize what you’ve done? You arranged for William to take a woman from Vermelle Hall as his concubine? If word gets out, what happens

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she raised her hand as if to strike Agnes. But upon seeing her daughter’s innocent expression, she clenched her fist and

Mother, I was wrong. Please don’t be

stay out of household matters. I won’t have

yes, I understand.” Agnes then asked hesitantly, “So what now?

glare. “If she had drugged him, it would be a different matter. But

about it? We can’t actually

King’s ear. Whether William pursues a military or civil career, having such

in her heart gradually faded. Indeed, despite all the matchmakers she had consulted, no suitable marriage arrangement had been secured. People had

Martha entered the household and conducted herself properly, obeying orders, then perhaps it

her family–after their recent scandal, they were in no position to

collapsed onto the floor, sobbing bitterly. “What about me? Martha will be above me–I’ll have to serve

the beginning you were only a concubine. Your duty is to act as one. Serve Martha well, and if she’s

never treated her this way. But now

me to serve Martha? I’d rather

waver.

up in shock. “What did you say: Leave?

way to fury as she staggered to her feet, laughing bitterly. “Fine! I see your true colors now. You want to cast me aside? Go ahead! But I’ll make sure the whole world knows what