Dia didn’t answer and smiled faintly without much energy. Deborah, with a cautious tone, asked.

“Miss, do you happen to know about Lady Rose?”

“No… ”

Dia answered, bowing her head. It wasn’t necessarily a mistake not to know, but she looked so lacking in confidence. Deborah spoke to her with an affectionate voice as if comforting her.

“According to what I heard before, Lady Rose is said to be a very sociable person.”

Dia’s head slightly lifted. Deborah looked into her clear eyes and thought about how to continue. After a short hesitation, Deborah decided to be honest.

“You might meet her someday.”

“Me and Lady Rose?”

Dia blinked her eyes slowly as she asked. In the face of her expression, which seemed to question why Deborah would think so, Deborah smiled again, trying to reassure her.
“It seems that she is a sociable person, so the chances of meeting her might be high.”

“Oh, I see.”

“Yes. So, how about memorizing mainly those who are close to Lady Rose and those who have connections with her?”

Dia decided to memorize the noble list diligently because she didn’t know which noble she would encounter at any given party. Irene also mentioned that it’s good to memorize all the nobles currently residing in Dover.

So, she had decided to memorize them haphazardly, but honestly, she didn’t have any idea how to memorize such a vast amount. However, now that Deborah suggested focusing on certain priorities, Dia felt relieved.

“Although the fact that I have to memorize all of them doesn’t change, still…”

Dia shyly smiled and replied, “Okay.”

Deborah, seeing Dia’s lovely appearance like a flower, couldn’t help but smile with satisfaction.

“May I help you a little?”

The bright expression on Dia’s face instantly turned gloomy again.

“I’m fine, you don’t have to trouble yourself because of me.”

“Hehe. Being in this warm room with a kind person is not a trouble.”

Having said that, Deborah began to share stories about Lady Rose in a calm tone.

“Lady Rose regularly hosts recitation sessions. Although there have been fewer recitation sessions lately, there are still many people who love them.”

Deborah naturally introduced other ladies who also enjoyed recitation sessions.

“I can’t be sure, but these ladies might have connections with Lady Rose.”

“Because they enjoy recitation sessions?”

Dia asked cautiously, glancing at Deborah. Deborah smiled widely as she replied.

“Yes. People who enjoy the same things tend to become friends easily.”

With a nod, Dia wrote down the names of the nobles that Deborah pointed out in her notebook.

“Lady Rose and Lady Soletto…”

In Deborah’s eyes, Dia’s earnest effort was simply adorable.

‘Why did Anna Franklin and the former maid push this lady to study so hard?’

Deborah couldn’t understand.

‘I may never know, even as time goes on.’

Relieved by this fact, Deborah thought about the people Dia would meet in the future. Suddenly, one person came to her mind.

‘Viscount Byron.’

The first party attended by Zen and Dia was the one where Viscount Byron was present.

‘Of course, the situation then and now is different.’

Zen, who did not inherit the title of Viscount Blythe, could attend the party where Viscount Byron was present because his wife was Dia.

‘Zen didn’t inherit the title of Viscount Blythe, but he treated her as if he would inherit it someday.’

However, now the two of them were not a married couple. So, there was a possibility that an invitation might not come as it did before.

‘But considering Mr. Baker’s goal…’
Zen approached Dia to take revenge on Viscount Byron. So, how could he make a move? In this era, for a bourgeois like him to attend a party with a viscount was an absurd notion.

‘If it’s Mr. Baker, he’ll manage.’

Deborah, organizing her thoughts, asked with a faint smile.

“Miss, do you happen to know about Viscount Byron?”

“Yes, I’ve heard. The only one in this country…”

Dia, cautiously observing Deborah’s reaction, continued speaking, reassured by Deborah’s gentle smile.

“A viscount family, right?”

“Yes, that’s right. Due to the title, it’s not easy to meet him casually, but who knows, you might encounter him.”

Smiling brightly, Deborah said, “You must never make eye contact with Viscount Byron. You can’t see his face until you have permission. Also, if he passes by while you’re talking to others, you must stop the conversation and quietly bow your head until he’s gone.”

Despite Deborah’s kind voice, the content was serious.

Feeling burdened, Dia fidgeted with her fingers for a while before slowly opening her lips.