“What? Who’s arrived?”
Count Odor, upon hearing the news from the butler, was startled. He had received Grand Duke Dimitrius Belial flawlessly so far, but now he was apprehensive as the butler hesitantly approached. This was indeed a big issue.
His adorable, naive young niece had arrived unexpectedly.
Usually, he would have welcomed her with open arms, even without prior notice, but that was impossible now. Count Odor’s entire attention was focused on Dimitrius, who had come for a business deal.
Dimitrius, noticing Count Odor’s change in expression, asked with a curious voice,
“Is there something wrong?”
Count Odor’s mind raced with various thoughts.
‘Should I just be honest and ask for understanding?’
‘No. Perhaps it’s better to send my niece elsewhere, even if it disappoints her.’
‘There are plenty of beautiful villas around here.’
Finally, resolving to face his niece’s resentment, Count Odor calmly replied with the same demeanor as when he first greeted Dimitrius.
“It’s nothing, Your Highness. By the way, is the jasmine tea to your liking?”
He smoothly changed the topic. His body involuntarily trembled in Dimitrius’s presence, but he tried his best not to show it.
Dimitrius watched the butler leave the garden quickly after delivering something to Count Odor.
Although Count Odor claimed it was nothing, Dimitrius sensed it was related to the news the butler had shared with the Count.
He had instructed Killian to keep an eye on the woman with strong divine power, and coincidentally, Killian had just informed him of her whereabouts.
‘She has arrived at Count Odor’s estate.’
Amused by how the situation was unfolding, Dimitrius smiled subtly.
In a vast field of jasmine, white flowers swayed gently like a calm wave.
Ollentia shook her head, causing her hair to sway, and entered the villa. The villa, located right in front of the jasmine field, was a small and beautiful space built for Count Jack Odor’s brief rests during his visits to check on the herb fields.
The living room had floor-to-ceiling windows on all sides except one wall, and a leather sofa adorned with velvet basked in the sunlight at the center.
A triangular crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, which was adequately lit by natural light coming through the large windows during the day.
As soon as Ollentia entered the villa, she lay down straight on the huge sofa and took a deep breath. Being alone with Bobby, she could relax a bit more.
Later, as the sun began to set, Count Odor arrived at the villa.
His thick hair waved heavily in the wind, and his large, round eyes looked down.
Seeing Ollentia, Count Odor immediately pleaded with his hands.
“Ollentia! My niece! I am truly sorry.”
Ollentia and Jack Odor shared a friendship-like relationship.
Raising her upper body, Ollentia crossed her arms and put on a sullen expression.
“Uncle, I’m disappointed in you! Leaving me in a villa far from the main house, especially after such a long time.”
“Well… It’s also your fault for coming unannounced.”
Ollentia quickly softened her expression, fearing her uncle might be truly upset. It was just a joke for her.
“Of course, it’s my fault. If it weren’t for Grand Duke Belial’s visit, you would have welcomed me anytime.”
At that, Jack Odor opened his mouth in astonishment.
“Right! You understand me, niece!”
“Enough with the nonsense. I have something I want to ask you, Uncle!”
“I too have many questions. What’s been happening with you? It’s been three years since your debutante ball, and you’re managing all your inheritance now, right?”
Ollentia hadn’t expected the conversation to turn to her inheritance so quickly.
She had many questions about the whereabouts of Archbishop Werbu and Dimitrius, but it seemed Count Odor had his own curiosities as well.
Ollentia hesitated for a moment, taken aback, but then responded honestly.
“Well, it seems Sokor Oppa isn’t planning on easily returning my inheritance. I ended up here because I’m being forced into a marriage.”
As Ollentia spoke, Count Odor’s face grew sterner.
After explaining everything to her uncle, Ollentia finally felt relieved.
“……So that’s why I came. It’s really hard. Is this what interrogation feels like?”
“Interrogation? I’ll take care of that Armenian Count right away!”
Jack Odor started to get up excitedly, but Ollentia grabbed his frock coat to stop him.
“Uncle, if you step in, things will get more complicated. Anyway, there’s nothing you can do to help with the Armenian Count’s affairs.”
“I can find you a good husband, not someone like the Duke of Luxus. I promised to return your inheritance with a dowry if you married. A verbal agreement has legal effect, niece.”
“I know that. But I don’t want to marry someone I don’t like.”
“I’ll find someone you like! It might be hard to find a man worthy of our pretty niece though.”
“Uncle!”
Feeling the warmth of family after a long time, Ollentia’s heart warmed.
She hugged Count Odor right from her seat.
“But… I don’t want someone introduced by my family.”
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
