The Lady Nun Vows Revenge novel Chapter 479

479.Chapter 479

Eliza turned to Malaki and asked, “I remember there’s a great day coming up soon, right?”

Malaki immediately replied, “Miss Stonor, you’re correct. The eighth is a day when everything is favorable and nothing is forbidden.”

Eliza nodded and smiled. “Then it’s settled.”

The eighth would be the day she truly broke free from the Stonor family and began anew.

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In the Henderson family’s residence in Hasen City, with a bang, the wooden box containing the pills was slammed to the ground. The round Immortality Pills rolled out and came to a stop beside a pair of boots, only to be picked up by a large hand with a somewhat pale and bluish hue,

Isabelle, standing a short distance away, wore an expression of disbelief. She looked at the pill in Fletcher’s hand and shouted in anger, “Have you gone mad? Did you kill all those people just to sell this kind of thing?”

“What’s so bad about it?” Fletcher said with a smile. “Don’t you want to live forever?”

“Live forever?” Isabelle scoffed at Fletcher. “I’m not like your wife, who craves immortality. Those are just tricks to deceive a bunch of idle fools who have nothing better to do.”

Fletcher sighed and shook his head. “Isabelle, you don’t understand.”

He placed the pill back into the wooden box that a servant had picked up. After closing the lid, he pressed his large hand on the box and said with narrowed eyes, “The immortality I’m talking about isn’t what you think. In this world, only wealth and power are truly nourishing. What we pursue is not an extension of life, but a name that will be recorded in the annals of history for eternity.”

Isabelle didn’t catch on at first. But as soon as he said the last sentence, Isabelle was jolted. Her eyes widened in shock.” You’re planning a rebellion?”

As soon as Isabelle uttered these words, she immediately clamped her mouth shut and looked warily at the servants in the study.

To her surprise, the servants showed no reaction at all, quietly going about their tasks as if they hadn’t heard anything. “Rest easy. They can’t hear,” Fletcher said.

Isabelle paused for a moment, then scrutinized one of the servants closely and realized that he had no ears. Some even had strange mouths, likely missing their tongues as well.

And it wasn’t just this one; all the servants in the study, in the courtyard, had long been mutilated, their ears and tongues removed, so they could be here and serve.

‘No wonder every time I came to Fletcher’s study before, I felt an eerie, indescribable silence here,‘ Isabelle thought to herself.

Fletcher said, “I know what you want. It’s just the Prince Regent, isn’t it? If my grand plan succeeds, you will no longer be a mere illegitimate daughter of the Henderson family, but a princess in all of Bortenland. At that time, Nolan, who will have become a prisoner, will be yours for the taking.”

Isabelle inwardly sneered, thinking, ‘What Prince Regent? That despicable man isn’t even worth a glance. What I truly want, Fletcher doesn’t understand, and I won’t let him. After all, with Fletcher’s methods, if he knew, Eliza would be in danger.

‘Better to let Nolan take the fall. Then they can fight like dogs, and no matter who wins or loses, I won’t be affected.’ With this thought, Isabelle deliberately showed a flicker of joy and hesitation. “Father, but the path you’ve chosen, if it fails, it will be irreparable. Are you really confident?”