How To Get Revenge On My Sister Who Stole My Husband (16 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 10
“That, that’s…!”
“Everyone in this empire, including myself, calls such an act ‘theft.'”
Oliver sneered as he thrust his hand into Baron Billious’s coat.
Pulling out a sparkling diamond, Oliver glared at the baron with icy eyes and shouted,
“Arrest this man at once!”
“Yes, Captain!”
At his command, knights rushed forward and seized Baron Billious.
“This is a misunderstanding! It’s unjust! I didn’t steal anything! Please believe me!”
The baron cried out desperately, but it was no use. He was quickly dragged out of the ship by the knights.
Sir Oliver scooped up a handful of grain that had spilled from the sack the baron had just torn open and scattered it onto his palm. Among the grains, dozens of glittering diamonds shimmered radiantly under the candlelight. Oliver gathered them up, shoved them back into the torn grain sack, and turned to Roger standing beside him.
“Sir Roger, report this matter to the Duke immediately. Also, send letters to the Imperial Court and Marquis Clayne. Arrange for a trial to commence tomorrow. However, do not inform the judge or the Marquis that we discovered the gems.”
“Yes, Captain. I’ll dispatch the messenger bird at once.”
Roger bowed and left.
* * *
Last night, an incident occurred at Calis Harbor: a quarantine inspector attempted to steal grain from Marquis Clayne’s ship but was caught by Duke Haven’s White Knights.
When news of this spread, the imperial capital’s social circles erupted in uproar. The quarantine inspector, personally appointed by Empress Maria, had been caught stealing grain belonging to Marquis Clayne—the father of Princess Consort Meredith, the Empress’s own daughter-in-law. For the Imperial Household, there could be no greater scandal.
Upon hearing the news from a baron of the Privy Council, the Emperor immediately convened a secret trial, summoning Marquis Clayne—the victim—as a witness.
Furious and pale with rage, the Emperor harshly shouted at Baron Billious, who knelt before him as a criminal.
“How dare you insult the Imperial Household and me like this! How could you do such a thing!”
“…I, I have committed an unforgivable crime, Your Majesty.”
“Because of you, every noble across the continent is mocking me behind my back as a miserly emperor who doesn’t even pay his personally appointed officials enough to buy grain! You’ve dragged both my honor and that of the Imperial Household through the mud! How do you intend to take responsibility for this!”
She repeatedly slammed her palm against the armrest of the throne in fury.
Still seething with anger, the Emperor turned her head and looked at Marquis Clayne, the victim of this incident, and said,
“I’m sorry, Marquis. It seems I’ve grievously misjudged someone.”
“Not at all, Your Majesty. How could this be your fault? It is entirely my negligence for failing to properly supervise my subordinates.”
The elderly Marquis Clayne, his white hair neatly swept back, replied in a gentle tone. At this, Baron Billious, still bowing his head, filled his eyes with malice and cried out as if possessed,
“Your Majesty! You must not believe everything the Marquis says! Though I am guilty, the Marquis is no less a criminal than I—he has deceived both Your Majesty and the Imperial Household!”
“What! Has this man truly lost his mind? How dare he spout such nonsense before our great and noble Emperor!”
Marquis Clayne shouted, glaring fiercely at him. Empress Maria looked down coldly at Baron Billious and addressed the royal guards standing beside him.
“He shows no remorse whatsoever. Dame Angelica, Sir Lugeir—take him to the dungeon at once. His punishment will be decided after a proper trial.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
The royal guards seized Baron Billious by both arms. Writhing violently, he screamed at the top of his lungs,
“Your Majesty! Please, hear me out! I’ll reveal everything! Your Majesty! Your Majesty!”
“Tch! What are you waiting for? Take him away immediately!”
“Hold on a moment, Your Majesty.”
Just as the Emperor, irritated, repeated her command, the hall doors opened. Duke Haven, clad in the uniform of the White Knights, entered.
At the sight of her dearly cherished grandson, the Emperor’s stern expression softened slightly. She looked down at him affectionately as he knelt respectfully on one knee before her and said,
“Duke Haven, welcome.”
“My apologies for being late, Your Majesty. I was delayed securing evidence to reveal the truth behind this incident to you.”
“The truth? What do you mean, Duke? The baron’s guilt has already been clearly established.”
She tilted her head in confusion. Duke Haven replied in a meaningful tone,
“With all due respect, Your Majesty, what I am about to reveal is not about Baron Billious’s crime.”
“What on earth do you mean, Duke?”
“Come in.”
The Emperor asked. Instead of answering, the Duke turned and called out behind him.
The doors opened again, and a servant timidly entered, clutching a large sack of grain. Upon seeing him, Marquis Clayne’s face turned deathly pale. He cried out desperately to the Emperor,
“Y-Your Majesty! Baron Billious’s guilt has already been indisputably proven! There’s no need to hear testimony from anyone else…!”
Duke Haven cut him off with a mocking look and asked the servant,
“You worked at Marquis Clayne’s estate until just a few days ago. What specific tasks did you perform for him?”
“…I was tasked with delivering letters or gold coins whenever the Marquis gave them to me.”
“I see. And to whom did the Marquis instruct you to deliver those coins?”
Glancing nervously, the servant replied to the Duke’s question,
“…To Lord Baron Billious. He said it was payment for exempting goods—uh, items—brought from Roch Island into Calis Harbor from quarantine inspections.”
A faint smile touched the Duke’s lips at the servant’s words. The Marquis, now ashen-faced, shouted,
“Nonsense! When did I ever tell you such a thing!”
“…So you’re saying you told someone else that, then?”
The Duke pinned him with a sharp follow-up. The Marquis gasped sharply, drawing in a panicked breath. The Emperor, now stone-faced, looked down at the Duke and asked,
“So Marquis Clayne paid Baron Billious to bypass quarantine inspections? Why?”
“Because Marquis Clayne didn’t bring only grain from the island.”
“What? He didn’t bring only grain?”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
The Duke gave a slight nod in response to the Emperor’s question.
Then he took the grain sack the servant was holding, turned it upside down, and shook it.
“What is this!”
From the opened sack poured countless grains—and hundreds of glittering diamonds.
At this sight, the Emperor slammed both hands against the armrests and shot up from her throne. She immediately cried out,
“What is the meaning of this, Duke Haven!”
Duke Haven calmly explained the full course of events. As he spoke, fury toward the Marquis steadily replaced the Emperor’s earlier kindness.
When the Duke finished his explanation, the enraged Emperor glared at the Marquis—whose face had gone ghostly white—and shouted,
“Hah! So it turns out I had not just one thief by my side, but two! Marquis Clayne, how dare you do such a thing!”
“Y-Your Majesty! Please forgive me! I have committed an unforgivable crime! I’ll pay the taxes—today, even! Please…!”
“Silence! You dare insult me and deceive my customs officials, and now think you can undo your wrongdoing? It’s far too late!”
“Your Majesty!”
“Royal Guard! Take Marquis Clayne to the West Tower at once! I shall personally investigate all his other crimes!”
At the Emperor’s command, a royal guard seized the stunned, frozen Marquis Clayne by both arms. The Marquis, still dazed and unable to grasp what was happening, was dragged away by the guards. The Emperor, still trembling with agitation, sank back into her throne, panting heavily. The Duke approached her with a worried expression.
“Are you all right, Your Majesty?”
“…I’m fine. I must have shown you a shameful sight, Elliott.”
“Not at all.”
“You’ve worked hard uncovering the truth this time. Once the Marquis’s tax evasion is officially confirmed, I shall grant you a great reward.”
The Emperor gently patted the Duke’s hand. The Duke bowed respectfully.
* * *
News spread through high society that Marquis Clayne had been imprisoned in the West Tower on suspicion of tax evasion.
Hearing the rumor, I slipped away from the Uston household and visited the Duke’s estate. As I waited for him in the reception room, the moment the door opened and Elliott appeared, I said to him,
“You haven’t forgotten our promise, have you, Duke? I’ve come to collect half the reward as agreed.”
“…Hah.”
The Duke let out a short, hollow laugh, took out a check, and handed it to me.
I neatly folded it in half and tucked it into my glove, then said,
“I’m glad you’re a man of your word, Duke. I was worried you might claim all the credit for yourself and forget my contribution.”
“I’m not skilled enough to craft cunning schemes or stab people in the back like certain others.”
“Thank you for the compliment, Duke.”
Instead of answering, I merely smiled quietly. The Duke’s expression twisted strangely as he watched me. I changed the subject and said,
“By the way, you’ve surely already heard the rumors—Marquis Clayne has promised to pay an enormous sum of money to appease His Majesty’s wrath.”
“…I know. They say it’s more than triple the tax he should have paid if he’d legally imported those diamonds instead of smuggling them.”
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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