How To Get Revenge On My Sister Who Stole My Husband (16 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 105

How dare you ask me how I could do such a thing—that’s exactly what I wanted to say.

“How could you do this?” I threw his own words right back at him. “I trusted you, Uncle. I respected you as though you were my real father. I cherished Danae as if she were my own younger sister, and I believed Viscount Leonard was my one and only love. I devoted everything I had to those three people. And what happened? You murdered my father, and Danae secretly carried on an improper relationship with Leonard right under my nose. Can you even imagine how I felt when I found out?”

Leonard’s dazed eyes widened in shock at my words. Marquis Uston clenched his fists, trembling as he muttered to himself.

“You betrayed me… over something so trivial? You deceived me like this and cast me into ruin?”

“Trivial? You took my father’s life and left me with wounds in my heart that can never heal—and you call that trivial? I should be the one asking you: Did you enjoy deceiving me all this time? Were you happy watching me dedicate myself like a fool, reaping the benefits of my blind loyalty? Is that why you’re so furious now that I’ve turned against you? Because you can’t use me however you please anymore? Well, I suppose that’s understandable. Neither House Uston nor House Clayne would have survived this long without me! Do you have any idea how hard I worked, supporting the likes of you—so foolish and greedy?”

“You damn woman! You sharp-tongued wench!”

The Marquis flared up, drawing the sword at his waist. I stared him straight in the eye and gripped the dagger at my own belt. Leonard stood awkwardly, glancing helplessly between me and the Marquis. As we remained locked in this tense standoff, Danae suddenly grabbed the Marquis’s sword arm.

“Father, please calm down. Killing her now would be a waste. We can deal with her after we’ve captured the Princess and the Duke.”

“…Tch. You’re right. If that young fool values her enough to assign his right-hand man, Sir Oliver, to her, then she must be important to him. We must keep her alive until we can use that to ruin him.”

Grumbling in frustration, the Marquis sheathed his sword again at Danae’s urging. Danae linked arms with both her father and Leonard, then turned to me with a look of intoxicating triumph.

“That’s right. For now, it’s enough that we know she’s a traitor. So, Father, leave handling her to me from now on.”

“Very well. I must immediately inform Her Highness the Princess Consort and Marquis Clayne of this woman’s betrayal. I’ll also need to carefully discuss how to advance on the capital, and how to drive out Princess Ella and that young fool of a Duke who’ve taken hold of it. Viscount Leonard, come with me.”

The Marquis lightly patted Danae’s shoulder in encouragement before leaving with Leonard.

Listening to their footsteps fading away, I spoke toward Danae, who was sneering at me.

“So you plan to march on the capital—that means this place isn’t the capital, at least. And driving out Her Highness the Princess who’s taken residence there… clearly means you intend to usurp the throne through rebellion.”

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