The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 180 I've Cfor Your Life

Priscilla’s face drained of color as she gasped, “What did you say? You saw Braden?

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Prudence quickly grasped Priscilla’s arm and sighed, trying to hold back her emotions. Looking at Natasha with a

shaky voice, she said, “You must have mistaken someone else. Braden is dead, burned beyond recognition. The

body was examined by the authorities, and there's no doubt about it?

Priscilla’s mind began to race. So this is Natasha's game-she’s trying to provoke us. She felt a coldness stir

within her. She must suspect something, so she’s trying to test us. But Prudence is composed. I'll play along.

Natasha paused for a moment, before standing up and bowing slightly with an apologetic smile. “Oh, is that so?

I'm so sorry to hear that. I've been unwell these past few days, and with all the worry about Isolde, | hadn't

heard this news. It seems | must've mistaken someone else for Braden. When that man was captured. he was

introduced as Braden. | didn’t know him personally, so | assumed it was him. | even brought him here today...

he’s still outside.”

Priscilla’s eyes narrowed, seeing right through Natasha's feigned remorse. She's testing us-this is deliberate.

Taking the bait, Priscilla sneered sharply. “If it's just a thief, shouldn't you send him straight to the authorities? A

burglar daring to break into a house right under the King’s nose? The punishment for that is severe-first, a few

dozen lashes, then to the magistrates.”

Natasha nodded solemnly. “You're right. Thieves and lowlifes like that deserve nothing but punishment.”

She turned to one of her maids and ordered, “Take him outside, give him thirty lashes, then deliver him to the

authorities.”

“Understood,” the maid replied, hurrying to carry out the command.

The sound of the whips cracking and the agonizing screams echoed from outside.

Vance, who had been standing in silence, quietly slipped out to see what was going on. He returned with a pale

face and whispered something urgently into Prudence’s car. Her complexion drained of color as her lips

trembled. Eyes wide with horror, she turned to glare at Natasha.

Natasha, on the other hand, closed her eyes slowly, listening to the screams with a faint, eerie smile on her lips

as if savoring every sound. The moment was almost serene for her, but beneath that calm, her eyes seethed

with a quiet fury.

Priscilla, sensing something was terribly wrong, felt a chill of realization. Those screams... they're Braden’s. That

is Braden out there!

With a scream of disbelief, she ran outside.

There, Braden was being pinned to the ground, his body beaten raw, his lips and teeth bloody. The sight of

Priscilla caused him to scream, “Mother, help me!”

Clark and Nicole, who had been nearby, rushed over. They froze in shock. Braden-wasn’t he dead?

Priscilla fell to her knees beside Braden, her voice shaking with fury. “Get off him, you bastards! Who gave you

the right to beat a Duke's family member?”

Among the assailants was Steven, who looked down at her with icy eyes. “Step aside, Priscilla, We're just

following Natasha's orders.”

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Priscilla, seeing Clark and Nicole approaching, hissed, “Why aren’t you helping him? Are you just going to stand

there and watch him die?”

Clark and Nicole exchanged puzzled glances but slowly approached. Their faces were full of confusion

At that moment, Natasha appeared at the entrance to the courtyard, standing tall with a cold, unflinching

expression. The warmth that had once graced her features was gone, replaced by a chilling emptiness in her

eyes as she said, “Priscilla, didn’t you just say Braden was dead? Could it be he’s cback from the dead?

Priscilla’s face twisted with panic as she frantically searched for Prudence.

Prudence, looking as if she'd been expecting this moment, stepped out slowly. She bowed slightly to Natasha,

her voice tight with restraint. “Natasha, please. For old times’ sake, let's not discuss this matter any further.

Natasha turned to face her, her face cold as stone. “Why should | show you any mercy? You killed my daughter.”

Prudence’s face darkened, her voice harely a whisper of fury. “Natasha, you'd better watch your tongue. Words

can be thrown around carelessly, but the consequences aren’t something you can simply brush aside.

“Do you honestly think | chere today for the dowry?” Natasha's eyes locked with Prudence’s, the hatred

clear and unmasked. “I cto destroy you.”

Prudence’s face went ashen. “You... you cto destroy us?” She stood rigid, her fury simmering. “It seems we

have nothing more to discuss. Leave

“Leave? Not so fast. There are sold acquaintances you should meet first,” Natasha sneered, her voice laced

with venom. “Bring them out,”

With a sharp command, Natasha stormed back inside and took a se

in the schair as before.

Though Prudence tried desperately to maintain her composure, her body trembled with barely contained.

rage.

The first to be brought forward were Marley and Samara-two women who had once served Prunella. Marley, in

particular, had been one of Prunella’s closest attendants, accompanying her as a companion when she married

into the Langley family.

The courtyard was suddenly crowded with dozens of people, all standing in tense silence. Vance, visibly shaken,

quickly backed away into the house.

Prudence, now visibly unnerved, demanded, “What do you want with them? What's all this about?”

Natasha's voice was as sharp as a blade. “Can’t you see? | chere for one thing-to take your life in exchange

for my daughter's death.”

Prudence’s voice shook, a touch of desperation creeping in. “Is there no law left in this land?”

“No law? There is something far more powerful than laws-heaven'’s justice,” Natasha replied coldly. She turned

to Marley and demanded, “Tell me, what happened when Prunella was pregnant all those years ago?”

Marley's eyes, once filled with madness, now burned with an unmistakable hatred. She took a deep breath, then

began speaking with quiet rage, “When Prunella first married into the Langley family, she couldnt get pregnant

for years. It was her cold constitution, and only with the help of a doctor introduced by Rosemary

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did she manage to conceive. She was overjoyed when she finally found out. We were all instructed to be extra

careful with her care, and she even hired a doctor to ensure her pregnancy was safe. Prudence and Matilda

closely monitored her food, even going so far as to secretly taste every dish to make sure no poison was in it.

But even then, she still had problems-she had bleeding during her second month. Dr. Sean continued giving her

medicine to help the pregnancy, and Prudence was even more cautious. Every meal was scrutinized, and nothing

that had been left over was allowed to be served to her

Marley paused to catch her breath, then turned to glare at Prudence with pure contempt. “But what you did was

far worse. You deliberately made sure her food was laced with things that would chill her body and destabilize

the pregnancy. If it weren't for Prunella’s strong health, the child would've died in her sixth month. Geoffrey,

seeing Prunella’s condition worsen, decided to take her to the estate to rest. A month passed there without any

signs of pain or complications. If Prunella had stayed there, Isolde would have been born safely. But then.

Marley stepped closer, her eyes burning with fury. “That's when you sent a letter, telling Geoffrey to bring right

before her back, that you were worried she'd get sick. And Geoffrey, trusting you, brought her back- the child

was born, just when she was stable enough. But you, Prudence, you poisoned her! When Geoffrey had to leave

for the military, no one suspected that it would be you who would kill Prunella. We were all focused on Matilda,

but it was you.”

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