Chapter 102: Avenge My Mother

Isolde sneered and stared at Priscilla. Priscilla, apprehensive under her fierce gaze, wondered how Isolde knew.

“Nonsense?” Isolde shouted. “Hattie, bring him in.” As the curtain fell, Hattie dragged a middle-aged man in.

The man, dressed in fine clothes, had a sly look and facial scars—likely from a beating by Hattie.

“Who is he?” Isolde pulled the man forward, questioning Priscilla and Prudence. “I know him. This man was my mother’s butler. My father beat him and threw him out after he molested my mother. Was he truly molesting her, or was my mother framed for an affair?”

Isolde’s merciless questioning drastically altered Prudence’s expression. So angry, her lips trembled. “What do you mean? You dragged in a man and claimed he had an affair with your mother. You slandered her! Do you care about your father at all?”

Isolde kicked the middle-aged man hard. He fell at Prudence’s feet, crying out in pain and begging for her help.

Isolde said coldly, “Grandmother, drop the act. However, God will punish you for your sins. Just wait and see. A vicious old woman like you will die more tragically than my mother.”

Turning to Priscilla, she continued, “And you! Don’t think you can take my mother’s money after currying favor with Grandmother. Let me tell you, I’ll make you repay what you have and what you’ve spent.”

Priscilla fumed, “You restless and ungrateful girl! You dare talk back to your grandmother like this? We’ll have you kicked out of the house!”

“You dare?” Isolde sneered, her height and aura a powerful threat. With that, she strode out. “Hattie, Hazel, let’s go.” Hattie and Hazel followed, ignoring Blesertin.

Priscilla’s face reddened with rage. She looked at the ashen-faced Prudence. “Prudence, are we going to let her do whatever she wants?”

Prudence looked up, her eyes cold. “Otherwise?”

Priscilla was shocked. Even Prudence couldn’t do anything? Would she have to return the money?

“Why don’t we tell Geoffrey?” Priscilla suggested.

Prudence sneered. “He brought that nasty girl back without my permission. Do you think he’ll listen to me now? Use your brain. If he has to step in for household affairs, I won’t be in charge anymore.”

Priscilla kicked the man and thundered, “Get lost! What are you waiting for? You’re a piece of trash! You can’t do anything right!”

The man stood up, pleading, “Lady Priscilla, look how seriously injured I am. Even if I failed, shouldn’t you pay me a medicinal fee?”

Priscilla threw a piece of gold at his feet. “Take it and get lost!”

He hurriedly picked it up and left, grinning.

Priscilla sat down. “Prudence, how do you think that nasty girl found out about our plans? Did someone spill the beans?”

Prudence shook her head, her voice deep. “Save it. She has seen through all our plans. She won’t sit back and wait for death. Do you think she’s stupid? No, she’s smart—smarter than Prunella. She doesn’t worry about Prunella and has no feelings for her father. She has nothing to lose. Coupled with the wildness she’s developed in the manor over the years, I underestimated her.”

“In that case, isn’t she difficult to deal with?” Priscilla’s heart sank.

Prudence narrowed her eyes. “She’s difficult, so what? We have to deal with her eventually. Back then, Prunella had her maternal family, and she still died, right?”

“I heard Great Marshal Sharp is coming back,” Priscilla said.

Prudence snorted. “What’s there to be afraid of? His daughter is dead. The Duke’s estate has nothing to do with the Sharp family, and he can’t interfere. If he shamelessly interferes, I will have a way to humiliate him.”

Priscilla felt slightly relieved, but not as calm as before. Remembering Isolde’s words, she worried, “That nasty girl mentioned framing Eden for an affair with Prunella. Could it be she knows what happened? If Geoffrey finds out, I’m afraid it will do us no good!”

Prudence rolled her eyes. “Why are you panicking? Since Isolde took Eden down, she could have asked about what happened back then. However, we failed, so we’ll pretend it never happened. What’s the big deal about letting her shout about something that never happened? I don’t think Geoffrey will believe her. Even if he does, I won’t admit it. Instead, I’ll turn the tables and blame them. What can they do then?”

Priscilla wanted to say more, but Prudence was furious. “Alright, stop worrying! Worry about Nicole’s marriage instead. After today, it will spread throughout Argentum in less than two days. Everyone will say I’m a snob. Who would want to be related to the Duke’s estate? I’m afraid Nicole’s marriage will have to be reconsidered.”

Priscilla said fiercely, “That hussy Isolde is so vicious. I hate her guts.”

Prudence, surprisingly, calmed down. A surge of hot blood filled her heart; she was reliving her past battles of wits and courage with Prunella.

Prudence said gloomily, “Didn’t she say she wanted to take back everything we spent? Alright, I’ll snatch even the gold the King rewarded her. I want her penniless and back at the Belleview Manor in Windermount. I’ll even take back the Belleview Manor and give her just enough to survive. If she survives, she lives; otherwise, she’ll die like her mother.”

Priscilla beamed. “That’s good! It’s a pity the title of County Princess can’t be inherited; otherwise, it would be good to pass it to Martha.”

Isolde returned to the Pearl Tower, still fuming.

Hattie asked, “Why did you let Eden go so easily? It’s best to bring him to the Duke and have him confirm what happened back then.”

Isolde said indifferently, “Even if he confessed, my father wouldn’t believe it. Back then, Prudence had those thoughts, but Mother resolved them. Father hated Eden and beat him up before chasing him out. Father wouldn’t believe him.”

Besides, it didn’t matter if he knew or not; it was fine as long as she knew. She never expected him to avenge her mother.

Hazel said, “Prudence isn’t that good, right? You saw through all her schemes today and even counterattacked.”

Isolde smiled faintly. “She didn’t plan to deal with me today; she just wanted to chase me back to Windermount. She didn’t go too hard on me. And with Rosemary helping me, Prudence failed. However, after today, she knows I’m not easy to deal with. Next time she makes a move, it won’t be so simple.”