The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 131 Reporting to the Authorities

Prudence, visibly upset, said, “Enough. Be quiet.”,

She stood up and ordered, “Send for Geoffrey.”

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Geoffrey, who had not heard of the events of the night, had been a bit irritated earlier during dinner. He

retreated to the study and read for a while to calm down. Reading had been Prunella’s suggestion, a method she

taught him to manage his temper.

Normally, Geoffrey, being a martial artist, would have exercised his strength or gone for a walk to blow off

steam. But since Prunella’s passing, he had followed her advice.

When the maid arrived, he had already regained his composure.

“Geoffrey, Prudence asks for you,” the maid said.

Thinking Prudence was likely going to speak to him gently about the earlier dinner incident, he replied, “Has she

not rested yet? I'll head over right away.”

“Something has happened. Prudence would like to discuss it with you,” the maid replied.

“Something happened? What is it?” Geoffrey paused for a moment, his first thought going to Isolde, “Is it Isolde

causing trouble again?”

“I'm not sure yet. Just go to her first,” the maid replied.

If Clark managed to escape, who else could have saved him besides Lady Isolde?

That was why the maid left her words open-ended.

Geoffrey immediately donned his outer robe and headed to Blesertin with Harlan.

The house was brightly lit when they arrived.

Vance, who had been quiet up until now, no longer dared to maintain his haughty attitude, especially with his

son still in the authorities’ hands.

“Geoffrey, you need to help Braden,” Vance quickly grabbed Geoffrey's arm and begged.

Geoffrey gave Prudence a bow and said, “Greetings, Mother.”

Prudence nodded, her expression stern as she looked at him. “Geoffrey, you need to go to the authorities.

Braden’s in trouble and has been injured.”

“Braden’s at the authorities? Injured? Was it a fight?” Geoffrey asked, startled. He felt a little relieved that it had

nothing to do with Isolde.

“We don’t know the full details yet. You need to go to the authorities,” Prudence said.

Geoffrey agreed, “Alright, I'll go right away.”

As he turned to leave, he heard Priscilla murmur under her breath in front of Prudence, “It’s clear now, it? That

the illegitimate son can never outshine the legitimate one?”

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darkened immediately, and the irritation from earlier resurfaced,

He had a feeling that this matter had something to do with Clark.

As Geoffrey left, Prudence’s expression hardened, “Get Martha over here to clarify things.

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“Mother, what's there to clarify? We should call that illegitimate son and question him directly. It's clear he’s

been scheming, and it’s all tied to the Pearl Tower” Priscilla snapped angrily.

Prudence, furious, shot back, “How do you want to question him? Are you going to make him kneel and apologize

for not being clever enough to frsomeone? Do you want to humiliate him further? Before you cback

from Caclmont, you weren't this reckless. What happened to you? You've turned into a fool.”

Priscilla winced at Prudence’s sharp reprimand, then sulked, saying, “I thought we had everything under control

before we cback. But now, that little tramp is doing whatever she pleases. She's even been made County

Princess, while Nicole and Martha are still just Vance’s daughters. How could | stand by?”

“If you have so many complaints, then pack your things and leave!” Prudence’s patience had clearly snapped.

She had never spoken such words before.

Vance's palm cracked across Priscilla’s face, his voice laced with fury. “You fool! Apologize to Mother at once!”

Priscilla’s heart shattered. The injustice of it all was too much to bear. Tears spilled freely as she broke into loud,

heaving sobs.

Prudence, exasperated, waved a hand at Vance. “Take her away.”

With a thud, Priscilla dropped to her knees, wailing, “I won't cause trouble anymore! Mother, | was wrong!”

Prudence eyed her sniveling daughter-in-law, anger still simmering beneath the surface. Yet, she swallowed it

down. Vance couldn't divorce her-that would only invite ridicule.

“Isolde may

a County Princess, but she was raised in a manor, nothing but a wild girl. How could she compare to your

daughters? And yet, you're already fretting over who will have the brighter future? No one knows what fate

holds. “If you play your cards right, your daughters could marry into noble houses, and then you’d have the last

laugh. Why waste your energy seething with jealousy? Now get up.” Prudence’s voice was steady, laced with

heavy meaning.

“Yes, | understand.” Priscilla sniffled, wiping her tears before rising to her feet.

Just then, Martha was summoned. She had already gone to bed and entered the room in a flowing white

nightgown, her hair cascading down her back, her face looking especially pure and obedient. She yawned as she

stepped forward. “Grandmother, what's wrong?”

Priscilla shot her a glare. “You dare ask what's wrong? Do you even know what happened to Clark? Weren't you

at the tavern with him? How is it that you're here sleeping soundly while he’s in trouble?”

Martha nodded nonchalantly. “Yes, | went with him. But my job was just to take him there. It wo proper forto

linger in such a place, so | chearly.”

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Priscilla jabbed a furious finger against her forehead. “You wicked girl! How could you just leave your brother

there alone? Do you have any idea what's happened to him?”

Martha blinked, eyes wide with confusion. “Something happened? What could possibly happen? Clark had friends

with him, didn’t he?”

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Prudence watched her granddaughter carefully. Clever as a fox, this girl. She likely knew exactly what had

transpired but was too afraid to admit it.

“Both of you, leave,” Prudence instructed Vance and Priscilla. “I'll speak with her.”

Priscilla dared not disobey. Besides, she still had a score to settle with Vance for that slap. Grabbing his arm, she

stormed out. Once they were gone, Prudence turned her gaze to Martha. “Shut the door.”

Martha obediently did as told, then stood before her grandmother, hands clasped, a trace of unease flickering

across her face.

“Don’t bother playing the innocent act,” Prudence said dryly. “Do you think | can’t see right through you? Now,

speak. What really happened tonight?”

Martha let out a soft giggle, then trotted over to Prudence, clinging to her arm with a playful pout.

“Grandmother, you really are the sharpest. | knew | couldn’t fool you. But if | had told the truth just now, Mother

would've skinnedalive! You know how biased she is.”

“She dotes on Clark too much,” Prudence said, shaking her head. It was no wonder the children didn’t listen to

Priscilla. “Now tellwhat really happened? Speak freely. | won't hold it against you.”

Martha met her grandmother's gaze. “Grandmother, aren't you angry about what happened tonight? | thought

you wouldn't allow us to deal with Clark. You've always liked him, haven't you?”

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