The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

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The Swordswoman'’s Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 60 She Didn't Do Anything Wrong

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Matilda's eyes widened, her gaze full of rage as she spat, “Are you crazy? If you change the official red-sealed

deeds, you'll have to pay a 10% tax to the government! How reckless can you be? Even if you hate me, you

can’t squander the family’s money like this!”

Unofficial white contracts, on the other hand, require no taxes. Regardless of who's named on them, if you hold

an unofficial white contract, there's always room for dispute, but it is generally accepted that the contract holds

weight.

When the Sharp family gave Prunella her dowry, they never changed it to official red-sealed deeds. This was so

that Prunella could easily buy and sell without paying the two-percent tax each time. At the time, she had also

planned to use the properties to pave the way for Geoffrey's future. So, when it fell into her hands, she didn’t

bother with the official process.

What no one had anticipated was Geoffrey's rise, and his subsequent fin the military, which had led to him

being honored by the King. After Prunella passed, Prudence inherited a large portion of the estate, still without

switching the deeds.

Matilda thought that Isolde would never return to the estate, especially now that Prudence had control. So she

saw no reason to bother with the official deeds.

Most importantly, wealthy families wouldn't be foolish enough to pay unnecessary taxes.

To Matilda, Isolde’s actions were completely irrational.

Isolde, however, calmly retorted, “The non these documents says Sharp, not Duke's estate. You should care

about your reputation.”

-After that, she calmly walked out with Vincenzo.

Anne and Ryker stepped forward to free Matilda, but she was seething with fury, jumping up and pointing at

Ryker, yelling like a woman scorned, “You must be in cahoots with her! Why didn’t you stop her? What did she

promise you?”

Ryker was at a loss for words. He had thought that Matilda and Milton would eventually see through Isolde’s

devious plan, but now, with Matilda so stubborn, it was clear that he had underestimated her.

“Matilda...”

“Leave!” Matilda snapped, her fury evident. She immediately ordered her staff to throw him out.

Ryker looked toward Anne for support, but she simply gave him a cold, uninterested glance.

With a heavy heart, Ryker walked away, knowing that Isolde was now in control and that any retaliation would

cfrom her.

As Isolde had promised, she went straight to the magistrate’s office to initiate the official red-sealed deed

process.

The procedure was complicated, but with the High Magistracy of Argentum overseeing it personally, the usual

bureaucratic hurdles were avoided.

When Geoffrey returned to his estate, Ryker immediately reported the situation.

Canffrou had haan fumine from hic confrontation with Dour and now henrine shout Isolde’s actions his

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He had previously promised to return her mother’s possessions, but she had cright to his doorstep to take

them. Was this how a noble lady behaves? This was robbery!

The worst part was that she had never trusted him from the start.

Harlan, noticing Geoffrey's shifting mood, wisely commented, “Well, Isolde seems to believe that Geoffrey

doesn’t trust her, and now she doesn’t trust him either.”

Geoffrey paused, then fell silent, seemingly weighing the words.

After a long moment, he sighed and said, “Let her have it. It was always hers to begin with. If she wants it, let

her do what she will.”

Ryker felt a chill creep into his heart. He had expected Geoffrey to stand up for Matilda, yet to his shock,

Geoffrey simply allowed Isolde to seize everything without interference.

To tie up one’s own mother within their own household-what a grave act of defiance! And yet, Geoffrey had

chosen to turn a blind eye.

At that moment, Ryker realized Matilda had completely lost power. And once she fell, it meant he would be at the

mercy of Isolde’s retaliation.

Thinking of Isolde’s ruthless nature sent shivers down his spine.

After dismissing Ryker, Geoffrey turned to Harlan and instructed, “Go to the Velmont family estate and find out

what's happening with Michelle. Also, see if Doug has gone there to apply pressure.”

Harlan let out a sigh. “Mr. Langley, | really think you should stay out of this.”

Geoffrey looked at him, his gaze heavy with exhaustion and resignation. “Do you think | don’t know Michelle has

gone too far this time? But if she gets divorced and sent back, it will be my reputation that suffers.”

“If you interfere now, any chance of reconciliation with Isolde will be lost.” Harlan warned.

“Reconciliation?” Geoffrey sneered coldly. “Do you really think there's still room for that? Let's be honest- this so-

called father-daughter bond never existed. There's no point in pretending now.”

Harlan’s expression darkened, but seeing Geoffrey's resolve, he had no choice but to retreat quietly.

Shortly after Harlan left, Bryant arrived.

“What are you doing here now?” Geoffrey's patience was at its limit. Everything that had unfolded recently had

filled him with deep resentment for his own household.

“Father,” Bryant said angrily, “Mother has fallen ill from the stress caused by Isolde, and you're just going to

stand by and do nothing?”

“Is she dead yet? If not, then let's get on with it.” Geoffrey erupted in fury, pointing at Bryant as he scolded him

harshly. “How many times have | told you? Stay out of the affairs of the household! If you should be practicing,

then practice. If you should be studying, then study. What business do you have meddling in

these matters?”

Bryant froze, staring at his father in shock. Never in his memory had he seen Geoffrey lose his temper like

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“Get out!” Geoffrey barked, his fury overwhelming him. He kicked Bryant, who stumbled backward, quickly

retreating from the room.

Geoffrey, still seething, sent all his servants away before grabbing a bottle of wine and drinking it down in one

go. His tolerance for alcohol was high, a habit he’d developed from his military days.

But the frustration in his heart didn’t ease. The wine only dulled the edge of his anger.

He staggered to his desk, sighing deeply, and pulled out a scroll.

The edges of the scroll were worn, evidence of years of being handled.

He slowly unrolled it, revealing a portrait of a beautiful woman, her features delicate and elegant.

He gently traced her brows, her eyes, his fingers trembling as he whispered, “Did | do something wrong? Did you

care about this daughter of yours? But she caused your death.”

His eyes softened with affection, his voice tinged with sorrow. Through his drunken haze, the memories of the

woman he once loved flooded back.

He reached out, as if to touch her, but as his hand hovered, the image shattered, vanishing before him. His hand

remained suspended in the air, trembling.

Tears welled up in his eyes.

Fifteen years. He had never forgotten how she died.

“I hate her. If it weren't for her, how could she have taken your life?” His body shook as he muttered, “I tried. |

brought her back, arranged a marriage for her, fulfilled my responsibilities. But she caused so much trouble.

Every t| see her, | remember how you died.”

Tears fell, but then a bitter laugh escaped him. “But | know she didn’t do anything wrong. Where did she go

wrong?”

The heat of the summer season felt strangely cold in the room, an oppressive sadness hanging in the air.

Slowly, he folded the scroll, placing it carefully back in the drawer and locking it. He ran his fingers along the

carvings on the drawer for a moment before letting go and walking out.

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