Chapter 129 - The Little Revenge

Hazel who was looking at the scene with cold eyes felt no pity on the girl. She looked at her with a proud face and then turned back.

She could hear the whispers of others. The way they were mocking her or raising a finger on Richard. It was only a matter of a few seconds when they would start running behind them with flattering words. She knew! The royals were nothing but dogs hungry for power, and she would have it soon.

"Wait!" even the waiter trembled when he heard the cold voice of Richard who had raised his hand.

Picking up a napkin from the tray, Richard cleaned his hand with so much force as if it had come into contact with something filthy that only created further murmurs and whispers.

"Let us go, darling." she held the hands of Richard who was still rubbing his hand hard. He finally turned to look at hazel and nodded his head. Letting go of the napkin, he threw it and it landed closer to the place where the girl had fallen.

Then without turning back to look at her, they both walked away with arrogant faces.

"Are you alright?" asked a few girls who helped the girl in standing up again.

Finally getting some support and coming back to her senses, the girl realized how badly she had been insulted. 

"You! So you are going so low to use the muscle power of your husband! Now I will show you what real power is!" she turned to look at the knight that had been asked to take care of her.

"Where is father?" she asked in a sharp voice that the knight pointed at the other side instinctively. Following his finger, the girl soon found the glimpse of her parents on the other side and an evil smirk formed on her face.

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"Now just you wait hazel, I will show you who has the power here. Soon you will end up beneath my feet!'' The girl walked towards her family with confident steps. She knew that once her family would be involved, there would be no way that the bitch would continue her pretense.

She forced this damn count to ask his daughter to plead sorry to her. Then she would humiliate her to her whims. Once closer, she squeezed a few tears out of her eyes and made her face look further pale. 

Looking at her red wrists, she smirked, it was not only a mark but a weapon to hold against that damn couple. 

"Father, do you have a minute?" she asked in a voice full of tears.

Her father frowned, as she turned to look at his daughter, "oh dear, of course, you can have all of our time!"

"Oh my, what happened to you, darling?" asked her mother as she looked at the tear stained face of her daughter. Even the face of the marques turned dark looking at the pale face of his daughter.

"Mother! Father! I did not want to include you in a childish squabble as I knew you were busy socializing. But I could not bear it if a man whom I don't even know tried to not only hold my hand but be violent with me!" she used the hand that had a red mark to wipe her tears.

The moark was immediately noticed by the couple and exchanged glances.

"Darling, did a man try to force himself on you?" whispered the mother in her ears, afraid that she would be blamed for the incident. 

The respect of the woman was like a glass that could be stained and shattered easily to never be formed again.

Realizing where their mind was wandering, the girl shook her head hard. Though she would have enjoyed it if the man would have been punished further, she did not want to involve herself in any kind of scandal when she had already reached her marriageable age.

"No mother, it is not like you are thinking. I will explain to you. 

Do you know the party is thrown in the honor of the eldest daughter of the count for her marriage but she has still now shown up!" when her confused parents nodded, she continued in a sad voice,

"We were only saying that she should be more responsible now that she is married but just then she came and started insulting us.

She even called us dogs and…" she used all the spices to exaggerate the matter as much as she could until she saw the fuming face of her parents. 

"How dare they? Have they called us here to insult us? Have they forgotten their position that they are just count and it is our kind heart that we have accepted their invitation!" bellowed the man with anger.

His words only attracted the attention of other nobles who were still oblivious of the whole incident.

"If they dared to behave so crudely with my daughter, what is the guarantee that they would behave nicely with others?" added the mother as she hugged her sobbing daughter and rubbed her back in an assuring manner. 

Then she turned to look at her husband with an aggrieved face,  "darling, you have to bring justice to our daughter or everyone would look down on you not her.

After all, she is the representative of our house!" 

Marquis only nodded at the words of his wife, "of course, darling. That is a given. Come with me, I will go and talk to the count and see how he would not only force his daughter and her husband to apologize to us but personally bow his head too!" he reassured his wife who nodded with satisfaction.

"Yes! Then we shall go!" with that all three of them walked towards the count.

The girl whose body was still trembling and head was bowed had an evil smirk on her face that was hidden from everyone. 'Just you wait hazel! Now I will show you your place and make sure you will never be able to raise your arrogant head again!"