However, my father had astutely made two copies of the will, storing one in the safe deposit box, showing foresight.
This indicated he truly was fit to lead a large corporation. Fortunately for me, this made investigation possible.
Handwriting analysis of the will was a special and intricate magic possible only by the Emperor’s direct mages.
Being inaccessible to just anyone, it was quicker to request the Emperor’s assistance.
‘Perfect.’
Having completed the delayed task, I placed the letter in an exquisite envelope with a triumphant smile.
Then, I left the bedroom to hand over the letter to Rail, who was busy with duties.
“I know it’s a busy time, but I entrust this to you.”
Without any words, Rail took the letter, slightly startled when he saw the recipient.
Noticing his change of expression, I widened my eyes in mock surprise.
‘Surprising indeed. A direct letter to the Emperor.’
Shortly afterward, Rail concealed his surprise and nodded, smiling and tucking it away.
I narrowed my eyes, watching him closely.
‘Surely, this letter will pass through Edmond’s hands.’
That’s why I wrote it in a way to evoke sympathy. There was nothing in it that would be problematic for him to see, hoping it would cause him to lower his guard.
‘I hope the mansion’s owner reads the letter and relaxes his sharp gaze.’
Quietly watching Rail ascend the staircase, I headed back to my bedroom.
I glanced at the Mipidian siblings seated opposite me and listlessly stuffed bread into my mouth. The moist, tender bread was so confusing that I couldn’t tell if it went up my nose or down my throat.
‘…Now I’m eating quite naturally.’
It was my second day in the tiger’s den. The first day, I filled my stomach with antacids due to the lavish treatment, but I hadn’t expected the same on the second day.
‘Well, this is surveillance, after all.’
Lirien, who had eagerly brought green salads, homemade jams, and croissants to my table, smiled sweetly as our eyes met.
“Do you like the food, Countess?”
I forced down a seemingly indigestible lump of bread, feeling as if my throat was clogged.
“Yes, it’s delicious.”
“That’s good to hear.”
Lirien smiled brightly, genuinely pleased.
Across from me, Edmond, who had been maneuvering his silver cutlery, glanced at me briefly before returning to his mechanical eating.
“You seem uncomfortable with my presence, Countess Vuiel.”
I almost choked on the bread at his remark. After a hasty gulp of water and wiping my mouth with a napkin, I laughed.
“Oh, not at all. Dining with Count Mipidian is an envy-inducing privilege for the ladies of the empire.”
For a fleeting moment, Edmond’s lips curled into a derisive sneer before quickly fading. It was as if he was mocking my statement.
I observed Edmond eating. His movements were precise, without any superfluous actions, as if measured by angles. It didn’t seem like he was enjoying the taste; rather, it appeared more like a conscious intake of nutrients.
Well, I too wasn’t sure what I was eating, mechanically chewing the meat like rubber, and the vibrantly colored food on the table felt like a burden on my stomach today.
Lirien, hesitantly tearing bread into several pieces, then decisively shook off the crumbs from her hands.
“Countess, may I inquire about your plans for today? I will be attending a baking class and won’t return until late afternoon…”
Lirien lowered her eyebrows apologetically, smiling blandly.
“Oh, don’t worry about me. I have an appointment with a lawyer today.”
“A lawyer?”
Yes, a lawyer.
I smiled lightly.
I needed a lawyer for all the upcoming divorce proceedings and document handling.
That would be Rainbutton. She shines in the latter half of the original story and becomes quite famous.
The case where Edmond, on the verge of succession, was accused of avenging and murdering Etrisha could have predictably led to the annulment of his title.
Despite the Emperor’s fury, Rainbutton was the lawyer who exonerated Edmond.
The empire was in turmoil like never before.
Some argued that even a hero’s murder couldn’t be rationalized, while others claimed it was a just act against an enemy.
The people, setting aside their own affairs, gathered in groups to debate vehemently.
Meanwhile, some high-ranking nobles protested, asserting that a precedent of acquitting a noble for murder should not be set.
However, Rainbutton staunchly defended Edmond’s innocence, despite facing the wrath of potential powerful clients.
Most of the vocal nobles were individuals who had made enough enemies to warrant such a fate.
Over time, she published their past deeds, portraying their arguments as hypocritical
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
