Reborn, Its Time To Save My Family And.. My Enemy!
Chapter 39: I Will Teach You

Chapter 39: I Will Teach You

Oriana was standing in the large room. Five traders were standing straight with their goods displayed in front of them.

There was a large basket of spices in one basket, the other had fresh fruits, fresh meat, vegetables and grains.

"This is the best quality product, your grace. I have personally.."

"It is three weeks old. Even if I assume you took a week in transportation, the meat is old." her face was full of disdain making the man shiver.

He gulped as he looked at the meat in front of him. Except the royal family, no noble family pays so much attention and has such discerning eyes. These kinds of matters were handled by butler. How could a duchess check goods personally and with such good eyes!

"That is not the case, your grace. Look at its tenderness."

"Save it Marcus, I have many products to check. Edgar, make his bills as per the details I provided." the butler nodded at once with a serious look on his face.

One by one the other products were judged keenly. Oriana talked about their quality, their teaser and their worth easily as if she had done all this all her life. The traders did not dare to argue with her.

They left with a sigh of regret. The woman was getting better and better at buying things.

"Why are you here?" Oriana finally looked at Olivia who had joined her at some point. Looking at her sister’s dreamy face, Oriana laughed.

"What is it?"

"You know if you let go of your ambitions, you could be a perfect person alive." Oriana’s smile froze on her way. She knew that Olivia was talking about her cruelty toward Damon and Abi.

A thin layer of frost covered her eyes instantly and her face looked much distant.

"Are you here to criticize me after I have spent Flaushia on you? I thought you were here to thank me and show gratitude!" gratitude! If only Oriana knew how much indebted she feels! Even in her second life, she did not have the heart to go against her sister.

"Sister! Why do I need designer clothes? I am doing perfectly fine with your clothes. You do not even wear them enough times to look old. No one would know.." Oriana scoffed and cut Olivia with a snicker.

"What nonsense are you blabbering! Do you want to wear second hand clothes in the royal palace? Do you have any idea how many noble ladies would be there with you to compete? How much I have struggled to secure this place for you." Oriana waved her hands and every servant left the room following Edgar.

"Olivia Witherland! You have forgotten the days of misery we had seen, but I could never forget them? When father left the estate with only debts behind and mother died paying them, you were too young.

You do not remember how I had to face those cold and brutal relatives who took our manor but did not pay our debts since we did not have a brother.

How they looked at me and you as if we were pieces of meat! How every man tried to raise my skirt when I went to ask for work. You.. you have forgotten their cruelty, but i could never forget it. I did what I could to save you! To give us a better life. If not for me... you are ungrateful. You did not remember anything." hearing the harshness of her voice, Olivia bit her lips.

"Did you notice the way those men looked at me? As if they were astounded that a duchess knew the price of the products better than them. They were shocked that I knew how old the meat was just by looking at it. How I know the quality of spices just by their looks and fragrance. It is because I have worked like a butcher! I have worked to grow those spices in the files with bare feet. Olivia, it is all because I am this cruel and ambitious. Or you and I would have been sold a long time ago.

Even now, I am fighting this war while you are sitting and complaining." Olivia bit her lips hard.

Power! In this world only a man could offer the power. Because women do not have any rights. They could not do business or buy properties. That was the only reason her sister was changed like this. And she was still powerless.

But could there be no other way?

"Tsk! You are still hesitating! You are pathetic. Leave, before I could not bear it anymore Olivia." looking at the disgust in the eyes of her sister, Olivia felt pathetic! If it was her body, she could sacrifice it. If she had the weapons as they said, she would learn to wield them. She would show Olivia that only cruelty was not the way to wield her powers!

Olivia squared her shoulders with the new determination. Her eyes burnt with a fiery look as she blocked her sister’s way, surprising her.

"If that is the case, I will do anything to seduce the second prince! Even if I have to lay naked in front of him and beg him to take me, I will do it." Oriana finally smiled as if the reply was under her expectation.

And Olivia realized that she was once again playing in the hands of her sister. But for the first time, she was thankful for it. It had helped her in strengthening her resolve.

Edward had the power to stop their execution. If he would lend a hand after the death of the duke, Damon would hesitate in killing them.

"I will do it for us, sister. I will marry Edward." She appeared with conviction and Oriana finally nodded back.

"I will teach you all I can. You will be trained well in this one week."

[This Chapter shows the twisted nature of Oriana. How do you like the characters so far?]