Her Gilded Revenge For Stolen Fate novel Chapter 74

Chapter 74

“Host, watch out,” the System warned urgently.

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Vivian knitted her brows and swiftly reached out to support Sylvia, helping her regain her balance. “Mom, be careful not to fall,” she said with a smile.

Sylvia’s face flickered between pale and ashen as she stared daggers at Vivian. There was not a trace of gratitude in her eyes, only pure resentment.

Seeing this, everyone chimed in with concern, but deep down, they were all confused. They couldn’t figure out why Sylvia was going out of her way to shield Celia.

If it were just loyalty to Flora, then taking good care of Celia would be enough. There was no need to lift one up while putting the other down with such underhanded tricks, humiliating her own daughter. It just didn’t make sense.

“Sylvia, if you’re feeling tired from standing so long, just go back to Emerald Garden and rest. I don’t need you here fussing over me.” Beatrice said with a frosty expression.

Taking care of the sick wasn’t something a concubine should be doing. Beatrice was clearly putting Sylvia in her place. Sylvia knew exactly what Beatrice meant. She hated Beatrice’s harshness, humiliating her in front of everyone.

But what really burned her up was how cold and heartless Flora was. Flora didn’t deserve to be a mother, forcing Celia into a corner like that.

Sylvia was both miserable and embarrassed, but she simply didn’t have the courage to argue back. All she could do was shake her head, her eyes red with unshed tears.

Celia looked around, feeling completely cornered. There was nowhere left for her to run. All she could do was silently pray to the heavens, begging them to show her some mercy.

She just wanted to awaken the vitality of the flowers and plants, just like before, so Beatrice and Flora would finally believe in her again.

She gripped the trowel, turning over the rich, dark soil. Before she could even get to the roots, a voice called out from outside the courtyard.

“Mr. Landon is here. Mr. Matthew Snyder is here.” At the sound, a faint blush finally appeared on Celia’s cheeks. She looked at the young man striding into the room, then shot Vivian a smug look.

Stephan was her ace in the hole. With him here, Vivian couldn’t cause any waves. As soon as Stephan walked in, his gaze went straight to Celia.

He saw his usually carefree student sitting all alone at the table, her bright eyes filled with tears, her sleeves covered in dirt, looking so small and isolated while the ladies of the house crowded around her.

Notably, Vivian was present as well. Stephan could tell right away that Celia had been mistreated.

Stephan’s expression was cold and grim. He bowed to Beatrice and demanded, “Can someone tell me what my student has supposedly done to warrant all this commotion in Aurea Manor?”

Beatrice sat up against the headboard, gave a couple of quiet coughs, and then spoke. “Mr. Landon, I do respect your scholarship, but as a guest here, I expect you to abide by the house rules,” she said.

After a pause, her voice grew even colder. “The inner courtyard is reserved for the ladies. Men are not permitted to enter as they please.

You’ve already broken etiquette by coming here, and now you question me the moment you arrive? That shows no respect

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Chapter 74

for seniority or propriety.”

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Beatrice was all but saying that Stephan’s behavior was utterly unworthy of the title of a great scholar.

Matthew stepped forward and said, “Grandmother, I was the one who asked Mr. Landon to come.”

Seeing her eldest grandson act so recklessly and take the side of an outsider, Beatrice was so furious she nearly lost her breath. She clenched her teeth and gripped the brocade quilt tightly.

Vivian gently rubbed her back, helping her steady her breathing. From Matthew’s perspective, Vivian was up to no good, plotting against him and Celia. Stephan gave Vivian a resentful look, but he didn’t feel he’d done anything wrong.

He pointed at Celia, who looked like she was about to cry, and said, “Mrs. Snyder, you say I’m breaking the rules, but is it really proper for your family to bully a girl so helpless she couldn’t hurt a fly?

“Don’t forget, Vivian is just an illegitimate daughter. She’ll always be beneath Celia. Even if you try to make her the main daughter, the whole world knows the truth.”

Celia’s heart was touched, and she murmured softly, “Mr. Landon.

Beatrice could only rub her temples, exasperated. Flora could only give a helpless look.

The System couldn’t help but snark. “Seriously, is he nuts? Celia’s the legitimate daughter. She’s been cherished and protected by her family since day one. She’s never suffered a day in her life, and now someone’s claiming she’s being bullied?

“And as for passing off the illegitimate daughter as the main one was just ridiculous.”

In her previous life, Vivian had only ever seen Stephan from a distance. She’d never spoken to him and never realized he could be so unreasonable.

“Stephan is just like Matthew. He only cares about Celia. Everyone else is just background noise to him,” Vivian muttered.

The System couldn’t agree more. “Host, what’s your plan now?” the System asked.

Vivian gave a faint smile. “Stephan thinks he can do whatever he wants just because he’s a great scholar. All it takes is someone who outranks him, and he’ll quiet down real fast.”

“Who could possibly keep him in check?” the System wondered.

Vivian parted her lips, answering silently. “The crown prince.”

Vivian stood up, not even sparing Stephan or Matthew a glance. She walked straight over to Celia and urged her. “Celia, why haven’t you started yet?”

Celia put on her most helpless, pleading face, hoping to win some sympathy. Stephan marched over, his voice cold as ice. “Vivian, don’t take it too far.”

“Mr. Landon, Celia kept claiming she’s an expert at gardening, so I gave her this Crystal Orchid to prove it. What’s wrong with that?” Vivian replied.

“Even if Celia’s good at gardening, that doesn’t mean she’ll nail it every time. This orchid is clearly dying. Aren’t you just making things impossible for her?” Stephan shot back.

Vivian’s smile only grew wider. “I’m not putting her on the spot. I’m actually giving Celia a hand,” she said.

Stephan snorted, “You? Kind–hearted? Give me a break.”

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