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Prudence said sternly, “Such insolent servants have no respect for their masters. If they were bought, tie them

up, give them a good beating, and sell them off.”

When Priscilla saw that her beloved daughter had been struck, she was furious. Hearing Prudence’s orders, she

immediately led a group of older maids brought from Caelmont to the Pearl Tower.

Isolde had been waiting in the courtyard, lounging lazily in an armchair under the sun with Leonis nestled in her

arms. The wolf lay drowsily in her lap, and she reclined just as indolently.

When Priscilla arrived, Isolde didn’t bother to stand and greet her. She simply lifted her gaze and said flatly, “Oh?

Aunt Priscilla is here.”

Priscilla said with a frown, “Isolde, you may have grown up in the countryside, but you've been granted the title

of County Princess. How can you behave so improperly? If others see this, they'll only say you have no manners,

and we didn’t educate you well.”

“I really have no manners. Aunt Priscilla, don’t you know that?” Isolde chuckled. “I'm not like Martha, who was

raised by you to be so refined and so well-mannered. Whenever she sees me, it’s either to snatch something or

to pick a fight.”

Priscilla’s expression darkened, but she ignored the sarcasm. “Martha is young. Yes, she’s a bit spoiled, but

you're older than her. You shouldn't have hit her.”

Isolde waved a hand dismissively. “Oh, don’t pin that on me. | had no idea she was coming. How could | have hit

her? She’s unruly. | can put up with that. But if she lies and frames me, | won't tolerate it. That deserves family

discipline.”

Priscilla hadn't expected Isolde to be so difficult to deal with, so she gave a subtle signal to one of the older

maids.

The maid stepped forward at once. “Miss Isolde Langley, it's not up to you to decide on family discipline. That's

for Mdm. Langley. But your servants dared to strike Miss Martha Langley. That is outrageous! Mdm. Langley has

ordered that whoever laid hands on Miss Martha Langley be tied up, beaten, and sold off.”

Michelle had been born just a few days before Nicole. By right, Michelle should have been the eldest female

member among the young generation.

But Prudence and Priscilla had decided that, even among the young generation, birth order could be considered

separately.

As a result, those in Priscilla’s household never regarded Michelle as the heiress or gave much respect to

Geoffrey's daughters.

At that time, Geoffrey had disagreed with Prudence’s decision, but since he had always obeyed his mother and

she had given an explanation that left no room for argument, he had ultimately accepted it.

Hearing the maid's words, Isolde understood her word had favor in Prudence’s eyes.

But she didn’t care. She shrugged. “Do whatever you want with them. But | want to remind you they aren't

servants of the Langley family. They were sent here by Mr. Becker.”

The maid smirked. “Is that so? It doesn’t matter who sent them. Once they enter the Duke's estate, they are the

Langley family’s servants. Mdm. Langley is the mistress of this house. Of course, she has the right to deal with

them Do vou really think Mr. Recker would bother with scervants? There's no need to drao in

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names, Miss Isolde Langley. Mrs. Langley and | weren't born yesterday. You can’t bluff us.

Isolde spread her hands and said before turning away. “Suit yourselves.”

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The maid swept a cold gaze over the people in the Pearl Tower and issued a chilling command. “Whoever hit

Miss Martha Langley, step forward now. Spare yourself unnecessary suffering.”

Haley strode forward, clenched her fist, and slammed it into a tree near the maid. “It was me!” she declared.

The maid scowled. “Who do you think you're trying to...”

Before she could finish, the thick tree trunk suddenly snapped, crashing to the ground in half

The maid stood frozen in shock and stared blankly at Haley.

Hattic took a bold step forward, playing with a small stone in her hand. She walked right up to the maid and said,

“And me.”

With a flick of her wrist, the stone crumbled to dust. A gust of wind scattered it into the air, making the maid

cough violently.

The maid couldn't contain her anger anymore and snapped, “How dare you two attack your master?”

“Our master is the County Princess,” Hattie and Hazel replied in unison. “As for the rest, they're nothing but air!”

“You... The Duke's estate pays your wage!” The maid trembled with rage.

“Don’t talk nonsense,” Isolde drawled from where she leaned against the doorway, watching the scene unfold.

“They take their wages from Mr. Becker and eat the food | pay for.”

Priscilla said coolly, “Isolde, this isn’t how you flaunt authority. Don’t you care about your reputation?”

Isolde laughed and said mockingly, “I've already thrown shaway. Why would | care about my reputation?

Haven't you already disgraced the Langley family enough?“A whole household that does nothing but live off my

mother’s money, yet you still have the nerve to lecture me? If you have even a shred of dignity left, pack up and

get back to Caelmont immediately.”

Since Priscilla was clearly here to put on a show of force on Prudence’s behalf, Isolde saw no reason to play nice.

She had no intention of keeping the peace, and it was a waste of time.

The maid was so furious at Isolde’s brazen words that she was left speechless for a long moment. Finally, she

sputtered, “You... you're completely out of control! How outrageous!”

Priscilla prided herself on composure, but even she couldn't maintain her usual poise after such an insult. Her

eyes darkened with anger as she glared at Isolde. “I'll remember this.”

Isolde shed her earlier teasing tone and said sternly, “Good. | was worried you'd forget. And while you're at it,

remember this too. My mother’s money is more than enough to feed a few freeloaders. But | won't tolerate those

who bite the hand that feeds them and plotted against the owner of this house.”

Priscilla’s lips trembled, and her face turned pale. As a noblewoman, she had never been insulted so directly

before.

Yet she had no words to refute that. With a cold sneer, she said, “We're leaving!”

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The maid was still unwilling to back down, but with nothing left to argue, she muttered bitterly, “Duke Langley

indulges you too much. Just wait until Mdm. Langley puts you in your place. How can Duke’s daughter be so

arrogant and rude?”

Isolde released Leonis. In a flash, it darted straight toward the maid.The woman shrieked and bolted, yelping all

the way, making quite the spectacle as she fled.

Meanwhile, Mitilda and Michelle escorted Prudence back to Blesertin, while Vance, Clark, and Braden each went

to settle in.

Blesertin had once been Isolde’s residence.

Mitilda had ordered the place thoroughly cleaned, with fresh flowers arranged and new daily necessities

prepared.

But as soon as they pushed open the doors, the first thing they saw in the main hall was an urn sitting

prominently on the ebony table.

Upon closer look, they realized it was Prunella’s cremation urn.

The flowers Mitilda had originally placed elsewhere had been moved beside it with Prunella’s necklace lying next

to it.

From the moment Prudence had returned, she had been holding back her temper. But upon seeing that, she

finally snapped. “Someone, get this urn out of here!”

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