Chapter 32 My brothers 32My brothers 32 Chapter 32 This time, no matter what, Margaery would never trust him again. Once they stepped outside, Margaery let Russell pull her into the carriage. She turned to Amber and instructed, "Since Avery said he's treating me to a meal, you go wait for me by the restaurant." As she spoke, Margaery tossed a silver coin to her. "It's cold out here. Go inside and wait." Yes, Lady Margaery." Amber took the coin and hurried off toward Pero Cela. Russell, watching all this, couldn't help but grumble, "What, me being here isn't enough? Why do you need her to wait too? Am I not even as good as a maid now?" "She's not the same as you, Russell." Margaery glanced at him with a cool look. "Why would you be jealous of a little maid?" Russell had been one of the people who led her to death in her past life. On the other hand, Amber had been an innocent girl who died because of her. They were fundamentally different. Russell didn't understand what she meant. He snorted and said, "Good you know your place. I'm your brother, she's just a servant. I'm part of your family. She's an outsider." Finally, Russell said, "I'll get your charm back for you. When I give it back, you'd better not lose it again. If you do, I'll break your legs." When Margaery turned her head, Russell was awkwardly staring out the window, clearly unwilling to admit how he felt. Margaery stayed silent. Honestly, even by the end of her previous life, she had never fully figured out what kind of person Russell really was. His emotions were all over the place. And this time around, Margaery didn't even want to try. The carriage grew quiet, and Russell started to feel uncomfortable. He suddenly said, "In a few days, Ryder and Andrew will be back too. Do you want anything? When I write to them, I can tell them for you." "No" Joshua was puzzled but didn't have time to think about it. "You're impossible. Fine, you don't like me. I get it, because I wronged you before. "But what did Ryder and Andrew ever do to you? Why do you have to be so cold to them too?" Russell couldn't hold it in anymore. He poked her with his finger, his voice jumping several notches louder. Margaery looked out the window and said, "I've enjoyed years of luxury at the Chancellor's estate. Naturally, I should let Tessa have all the gifts. Isn't that what you told me before? Just have them send everything to Tessa." Ryder and Andrew were no different from the other executioners in her past life. Margaery didn't care about some worthless gifts. This time, Margaery had people she wanted, things she wanted, a life she wanted-none of which had anything to do with these people from the Chancellor's estate. Russell was choked speechless for a moment. At last, he snapped. "Fine! If you don't want it, you don't want it." Luckily, the ride to Inkwell Academy wasn't too long. When they finally arrived, Margaery wasted no time heading straight to find Norman. Russell wasn't assigned to the same courtyard for classes, so after a few nagging reminders, he left for the neighboring hall, 1/3 10:58 Thu, 21 Aug Q. Chapter 32 4.46%- " Ever since the incident at the party, where far too many people had witnessed the drama, word of Margaery's public apology had spread like wildfire. The noble girls who had arrived early whispered among themselves as soon as she entered. "Can you believe she actually showed up to Inkwell Academy after all that? If it were me, I'd be too ashamed to face anyone." "She's not like us. Better keep your distance, or people will think we're the same as her." "Exactly. Honestly, she should've just stayed home. With how jealous she is, what's the point of coming to class? It'll go in one ear and out the other. Waste of Mr. Boyd's breath." There were always people who would avoid Margaery, whispering about her behind her back. But this time, it wasn't like her past life, where everyone acted like she was a criminal. This time, someone actually stood up for her, believing Margaery was the real victim. Christina of the Marquis of Longridge's estate even walked up, grabbed her hand, and asked with genuine concern, "Is your leg okay? Your father's got a heart of stone. Tessa's his daughter, but you're not? Besides, it was his fault Tessa got lost, not yours. Why should you be the one to make up for it? It's just ridiculous." Christina spoke quickly, stuffing a small bottle into Margaery's hand. "I got this from my mother. You rub it on, it'll help keep the cold away. Make sure you use it on your knee, don't let it get worse." "Thank you, Lady Christina." Margaery felt a genuine warmth and carefully tucked the bottle away. "I'm already feeling much better. How about you? How have you been lately?" "Oh, you know me, same as always!" Christina rolled her eyes dramatically. "My father's set on me marrying your brother Russell. But to be honest, I'd rather grow old and open a shop with you. At least we could depend on each other and live in peace. Margaery thought for a moment and said, "Russell isn't exactly husband material. But the one you really like, now that's a decent man." "Wow, pigs must be flying. You're actually speaking up for Marc now?" Christina sighed dramatically. "I skipped the recognition party that day because I knew it'd be a mess. When people told me you've changed, I didn't believe it. But seeing you today. I guess they were right." Christina let out a sigh, "Still, it's about time you changed. After everything you've been through, no one could blame you. Yesterday, I went to the palace with my mother to visit Lady Serena. She said the Chancellor's estate is so damn biased. "Compensating Tessa is one thing, but the daughter they raised with their own hands is another. How could they take away your share just to give it to her? Can't they at least give you something separate? I think Lady Serena's right. But who knows what your father and brothers are thinking? It's their mistake, yet they want you to pay the price. "As for that Tessa, she's no innocent flower either. All she does is cry all day. Honestly, her face is turning into a bad omen. No wonder Lady Serena dislikes her and prefers you." Margaery's feelings grew complicated hearing that. On her head was still the hairpin Adam had sent her, saying it was a gift from the late King to Serena. 'So Lady Serena has been shielding me? But why?' Margaery wondered. In her previous life, Margaery had no interaction with Serena, so she couldn't quite grasp what the woman was thinking. But one thing was clear: if Serena was speaking up for her, her path forward would be much smoother. After all, this time, 2/3 Chapter 32 she truly wanted to marry Dashnell. Christina kept chatting about Marc, but soon the bell signaling class rang out. Norman entered right after. Both of them quickly ended their conversation and sat up straight. O Today's lecture was on cultivating one's mind. Out of nowhere, Norman called her name, "Margaery, tell me, as a person, how should we avoid being worn down by life's hardships and become someone who remains calm, educated, and virtuous?" "She wouldn't know a thing about that," someone laughed out loud. "If she did, she wouldn't have made such a mess with Tessa." Before Margaery could even respond, the room burst into mocking laughter. "Mr. Stonier, you'd get a better answer asking..." 3/3 Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!