Love You, Love You Not (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 091

These days, Casar was in a particularly foul mood.

Ever since Scathach arrived in Corbe, she had been the talk among the men far too often.

‘If she’s that beautiful, I’d marry her even if she had three kids.’

He agreed.

Though the punch he threw was a separate issue.

Objectively speaking, while those words might have lacked decorum, they weren’t truly malicious—yet he still found it utterly unbearable that other men were casually mentioning Scathach or Maha.

Fortunately, the man—a scion of a noble faction—had taken money quietly and withdrawn; otherwise, just yesterday he might have ended up dragged before the Security Force, creating yet another juicy gossip.

And today, Count Parbader’s visit to his residence, accompanied by his granddaughter, was equally grating.

“Uncle, to what do I owe this unexpected visit?”

Casar greeted them in the drawing room, his polite smile failing to mask his obvious discomfort.

“Ahem. Your Grace, my apologies for intruding so early on a weekend morning.”

“It must be something urgent, then.”

Arrogant fool.

Hadn’t his arrogance been thoroughly humbled long ago? Yet here he was, as pompous as ever.

But sensing that the atmosphere threatened an immediate dismissal if he delayed further, the elderly count hastily took a seat on the drawing room sofa.

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