Provoking a Graceful Bloom Novel

---- Chapter 181 At that moment, Selena was indeed at Greymoor Estate, and was indeed about to be troubled. The moment word spread that she had arrived, Emily was the first to rush out from her own courtyard. By the time Emily intercepted her, Selena had already crossed the front yard of Greymoor Estate and was walking along a small path in the rear garden. "How dare you show your face here?" Emily shouted, blocking the path to the Sunset Hall with a group of servants.

Selena had already bested them twice at Blackmoor Estate, and each time, Emily had been on the receiving end in no small measure. At someone else's home, there was no way to strike back, but this time was different. This time, Selena had walked straight into their estate. If Emily didn't teach this little brat a proper lesson, how else could she vent her fury? Sally instinctively stepped forward as the group advanced, ready to stand by her mistress. But Selena tugged gently on her sleeve, pulling her back. "My lady, we're in Greymoor Estate," Sally whispered.

---- Indeed, they were under someone else's roof. If the people here were malicious enough, they could treat Selena and Sally as common thieves and strike first. After the beating, they could always claim they had made a mistake, insisting they had taken the two young women for burglars. Such matters were never easy to explain. Selena's expression remained calm as she pressed on. Though initially bold and threatening, Emily and her servants suddenly faltered. For some inexplicable reason, the chill in Selena's gaze as she advanced forced Emily to take an involuntary step back.

But once she regained her composure, her fury mounted to the point where she was nearly shouting in outrage. "Selena Campbell, what's your intention? Stop this instant! Take another step forward, and I'll show you no mercy!" "You still remember my name?" Selena's lips curved faintly into a smile. "I had thought that perhaps you saw me only as a common thief." "W-what are you talking about? Nobody here knows who you are! You're-" "Hear me well, your mistress knows who | am. | am Selena Campbell, the lady of the Duke of Blackmoor's household, as ---- your mistress herself has declared.

If anyone still intends to beat me up as if | were a common thief, let them try." "How dare you?!" Emily ground her teeth in fury. "When | went to Blackmoor Estate, you treated me as a common thief and struck me down! You-" "Was it not you who brought a knife to my residence? Do | look like I'm carrying any weapons?" Selena said, spreading her hands. Emily was momentarily struck dumb, unable to form a reply. Meanwhile, Selena had already reached them. She was so close that she seemed about to walk straight into them.

She smiled coldly and said, "I've come to visit Aurora, and am most curious to see who dares lay a hand upon me." Terrified, the servants scattered without hesitation. Only Emily remained, standing stubbornly in the path. Selena advanced with measured steps, seemingly slow, yet for some inexplicable reason, she was suddenly in front of her cousin-in-law. Emily opened her mouth to hurl a curse, but the words would not come. A fierce wind suddenly pressed upon her, making her blink before staggering backwards, falling to the ground with a loud thud.

By the time she scrambled to her feet, muttering and cursing, Selena had already walked away. ---- "You useless wretches! Go and inform the earl of this at once!" Emily barked after the servants. Meanwhile, Selena entered Sunset Hall. The little courtyard was located at the most secluded corner of Greymoor Estate's rear gardens, and was the smallest of all the estate's grounds. As they stepped inside, Sally could not help but murmur, "Lord Stanley earned his title through the remarkable exploits of his youngest son and daughter-in-law.

Yet Lady Aurora, who brought such honor to the family, is now treated like this after her husband's passing. It's truly a cause for sorrow."