The Lady Nun Vows Revenge - Chapter 237: Chapter 237

"It's no one's fault but mine," Eliza said coldly. "I was the idiot who thought it was still possible to reason with people as hopelessly biased as you."
The memory of herself, begging them with tear-streaked cheeks, now felt laughably pathetic.
"So now," she continued, her voice steady as steel, "I just want to take back what's mine. Is there a problem with that?"
He genuinely thought they could negotiate.
"Yes," Anthony cut in before Gabriel could speak. "Solacecrest Manor and the Oriphoenix Building belong to Sophie now. If you want them, you'll have to trade something else."
Eliza didn't even hesitate. "Fine. Trade it for your life, then. Tina—do it."
Before the words had even fully left her mouth, Tina's sword flashed.
Anthony was prepared this time—but that didn't matter. Tina wasn't holding back.
He narrowly dodged the fatal blow, but the second strike pierced clean through his arm, and his scream echoed through the courtyard.
"Eliza! Call her off!" Gabriel barked, trying to get in between them. But Eliza didn't move, didn't even flinch.
When Tina drew her sword back and lunged again, Gabriel finally lost it and roared, "Fine! Fine! Take them—both Solacecrest Manor and the Oriphoenix Building, they're yours!"
Even then, Eliza waited until Tina stabbed Anthony once more before she lazily waved a hand and said, "That's enough, Tina. You can stop now."
Gabriel rushed forward to support Anthony, whose arm was soaked in blood, gaping wounds still dripping. His face turned nearly white from pain—or fear—and Gabriel's own hands were shaking with fury.
"Eliza," Gabriel seethed, "you really treat your own brother like this? Aren't you afraid word will spread, and it'll ruin your 'holy' reputation?"
Neither he nor Anthony had expected Eliza to be this merciless. She hadn't even given them a chance to talk. If he hadn't caved in time, she might've actually killed Anthony on the spot.
Eliza only smiled. "Word will spread? And who exactly is going to testify for you?"
It was then that Gabriel realized the nunnery was completely silent. Empty. Not a single nun in sight. Not even a passing guest.
In the past, they could twist the narrative however they liked. Say whatever they pleased.
But now? The Stonor family's reputation was already in ruins. And if it came down to a dispute between them and Holy Lady Eliza, who did they think people would believe?
Gabriel suddenly felt a chill creep down his spine.
She hadn't just been bluffing to get her way. She'd really meant to kill Anthony.
He clenched his fists instinctively, a cold sweat rising on the back of his neck.
For the first time, Gabriel looked at Eliza not with disdain, but with fear.
This wasn't the foolish girl he once thought he could manipulate. This was a woman who'd been forged in fire—and she no longer had anything left to lose.
Was it Mary who taught her this? Or Nolan? Gabriel didn't care. One thing was certain: Eliza had become a threat. A real threat. And she had to be dealt with.
"The property deeds for Solacecrest Manor and Oriphoenix Building are still in the family archives," he said stiffly. "We'll deliver them tomorrow."
This time, Gabriel didn't argue. He gave her one last long look, then turned and left with the injured Anthony in tow.
Finally, she let out a slow exhale. "Whew. That's done."
Negotiating with a fox like Gabriel required ruthless precision—every second bought was another trap he could set. Fortunately, he'd brought along a liability. Anthony had actually helped seal the deal.
Now, all that was left was to get her hands on the deeds.
She'd made up her mind from the beginning: everything that once belonged to her mother—and to the Padilla family—she would take back, piece by piece.
Turning, she saw Tina approaching. Eliza opened her arms and gave her a brief, grateful hug, smiling brightly.
"You were amazing just now. Thank you, Tina."
Tina stiffened for a moment—then relaxed. She patted Eliza's back with her free hand. "No need to thank me. As long as it helped."
"Oh, it did," Eliza beamed. "Once I have my estate and restaurant back, I can finally begin my real plans."
Mount Westin was already full of her medicinal herbs—but that wasn't enough. She needed more land. Solacecrest Manor had fields and even a hot spring. Perhaps it would help Nolan's condition.
The more she thought about it, the lighter her heart became. Especially when, just before nightfall, Gabriel had the deeds sent over as promised.
Eliza took them with care, her fingertips trembling slightly. She looked down at the papers—at the things that were stolen from her—and for a moment, her eyes turned red.
"Why are your eyes red? Don't tell me that bastard Gabriel sent you fake documents?" Nolan, who hadn't yet left, frowned the moment he saw her.
Eliza shook her head. "No, they're real."
It had only been half a year since she lost these things—but if she counted from her previous life, she had been without them for years.
Now, they were hers again.
She wiped her eyes and smiled. "It's finally done. The deeds are in hand. I can settle everything with the King now, too."
That debt she owed to both Nolan and the King... she'd pay it back. She just needed to find the right moment.
What she didn't expect was that the opportunity would come so soon.
Because the King had summoned her again.
The first summons had been during the Plutonville drought.
This second time... she couldn't explain it. But she had a feeling. Something was about to happen.