Chapter 191: Avenge Her Mother

After much ado, everyone finally calmed Natasha, and she regained her clarity. Isolde knelt before her, her eyes swollen from crying. Natasha felt heartbroken and tried to pull her up. However, Isolde stubbornly kowtowed over a dozen times. The old lady, who had just managed to stop her tears, began to cry again.

Finishing, Isolde smiled at Natasha through her tears. “I haven’t kowtowed to you for sixteen years. Now, I kowtow to you for what I owed before.”

Natasha looked at her with tears in her eyes, nodding in relief and sadness. “Okay, okay. Fortunately, you’re back. Otherwise, even if you wanted to kowtow, I wouldn’t be able to see it.”

At this time, Kolton’s wife, Patricia, hurriedly said, “What nonsense are you spouting, Mother? You’ve just met, and you’re already saying such unlucky words. Aren’t you afraid of scaring Isolde? Look at her; her eyes are swollen from crying.”

As Patricia spoke, her voice choking with tears by the end, she hurriedly turned away to wipe them. Then, Isolde kowtowed to her three aunts—Patricia, Christine, and Janice—one by one. When she finished, her three aunts hurried forward to help her up.

It had been well over half an hour since Isolde arrived at the Sharp estate for a proper conversation. Natasha cried and reminisced about the past. Now that she looked at her granddaughter, she felt Isolde resembled her daughter, and she sighed repeatedly. She held Isolde’s hand and caressed her face. “It’s as if I woke up from a sleep. My daughter is still by my side.”

“She has always been by your side, regardless of life or death,” Isolde said softly.

Gazing at her grandmother, she was indescribably calm and peaceful. It was as if all the hardship in the world could no longer hurt her. Isolde leaned on Natasha’s shoulder, being careful not to put too much pressure on it. Natasha looked strong, but at this moment, she was very weak. Her hands kept trembling.

“I just asked your uncle to look for you at Zloimond. Why are you back? Have you seen Kolton?” Natasha asked lovingly.

Before Isolde could answer, she heard a wild roar outside. “Is Snowy back? Why didn’t you come to report earlier? Do you want your heads off?”

Patricia smiled. “Garrett is here. Now, I’m afraid everyone in Argentum knows that his Snowy is back.”

Isolde was a little curious. “Snowy?” Natasha had also called her Snowy just now.

Garrett rushed in like a gust of wind. At a glance, he saw Isolde. Isolde immediately stood up. Before she could greet him, Garrett grabbed her shoulders. The tough veteran had tears welling in his eyes. “It’s good that you’re back!”

Isolde gazed at the elderly man, his hair and beard gray, the marks of time and hardship etched on his face and around his eyes. This dignified old man, the northern bulwark of the Eryndral Empire, was her grandfather.

“Grandpa!” Tears welled up in Isolde’s eyes as she felt a deepened respect and admiration for her grandfather, stemming from their shared connection as generals.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Garrett nodded three times in a row and said heavily. He kept looking at Isolde, at her face, at her headdress, and at her clothes. “Child, it’s been hard on you.”

Isolde smiled brightly. “How come? My life has been so carefree.”

“Cut it out! We all know what your father had done,” Natasha continued, suddenly feeling sad again. When she thought of what the Duke and Prudence had done, she was filled with hate and sorrow.

Isolde went forward and held her hand to comfort her. “Grandmother, look at me. Is there any sign of me being bullied? As for those specters and snakes in the Langley family, who have I ever taken seriously? If anyone wants to bully me, it’s not easy; they need to have some skills.”

Garrett said in admiration, “Good, expected of my granddaughter, brave and resourceful. If you were a man, you’d definitely be able to go into battle with me…”

“Get lost!” Natasha scolded angrily. “What do you mean by going into battle? The Sharp family only has one daughter. Shut up!”

The Sharp family only had a daughter, Prunella, back then. Later on, the sons gave birth to another bunch of sons. It was said that the Sharp family’s ancestors were the same; they had always given birth to men.

Garrett was a little embarrassed at his wife’s reprimand, saying resentfully, “Isn’t it good to go into battle? A man’s ambition should be…”

“Why don’t you shut up?” Natasha immediately showed her might. “Where is this man? There’s only one baby girl here. I treat her as if she were made of glass, fearing even a slight breeze might harm her. If you say such things in front of Snowy again, you’ll have to answer for it.”

When Isolde heard this, she almost cried again. It turned out that the feeling of being pampered was so good.

When Garrett saw that his wife was genuinely upset, he chuckled instead. “Just joking, no need to take it so seriously. At our age, we shouldn’t risk getting worked up over nothing.”

Natasha glared at him and said angrily, “Don’t anger me, and I’ll be fine.”

“Alright!” Garrett coaxed. “Well, my lady, what delicious food did you make for your granddaughter?”

Natasha sighed. “I haven’t given the order yet. Chandler, Chandler…” She shouted for the butler.

Patricia smiled. “Alright, Mother. Don’t bother. I’ve already given the orders.”

“What have you ordered them to prepare?” Natasha asked.

“Look at our girl. She’s skinny. She definitely has to eat well. Don’t worry, all hearty dishes, the meatiest of the meat,” Patricia said with a smile.

“That’s good!” Natasha looked at Isolde and sighed repeatedly. “You’re skinny. You’re really skinny. You put on so much makeup to hide your bad complexion. Go and sleep first. I’ll wake you up when it’s time to eat.”

Patricia said, “Come, Isolde. Aunt will take you there. Your courtyard has already been prepared, and you can move in directly later. Is there anything else at the Langley family that you need? We’ll bring it over together later.”

However, Isolde said, “Not for now, I’ll move in after a while.”

When Natasha heard this, she was stunned. “Why don’t you move over now?”

Isolde smiled and looked at Natasha. “Grandma Prudence is sick. I have to attend to her illness at the Langley family.”

Garrett immediately flew into a rage when he heard this. “It’s best if she dies. Do you know that she killed your mother? Do you know how your mother died?”

Isolde looked straight at Garrett. “I know. That’s why I want to stay in the Langley family.”

“Why is that?” Patricia asked in confusion.

Natasha slowly lowered her eyes and said to Patricia, “Take her to rest first.”

“Okay.” Isolde bowed and followed Patricia out.

Natasha sighed softly, her face full of worry.

Garrett snapped, “Who would have thought she can’t tell right from wrong, and even regards her enemy as kin. She must be out of her mind. She clearly knows how her mother died, yet she still goes back to the Langley family to care for that woman. It’s enough to make me furious.”

Natasha looked at him. “You are out of your mind. I know very well what she’s thinking. She wants to avenge her mother.”