‘Everyone knows that Nicolas has no successor… They will all rush to get their money back before Portrion collapses.’
However, once Victor heard that the Count’s condition might be worse than expected, and that the first wife was keeping it a secret, he could not stay silent.
“Isabel. Listen well.”
“Yes, Father.”
“If your husband, Count Nicolas Portrion, goes wrong… He loved you as much as the other wives, so he would want you to fairly share what he had built.”
Victor didn’t use words like ‘inheritance’ or ‘estate distribution’ so as not to hurt his very sensitive and tender daughter.
“……Father, I’m not a threeyearold child. You don’t have to beat around the bush.”
“Hmm, good. I’m glad you understand. Anyway, the Count will want you to leave the mansion with as much as the other wives when you leave.”
Isabel paused at her father’s words.
“Leave?”
“Isabel. Think about it. The Count has no successor, and he has four wives. He doesn’t have a single cousin to carry on the line, and soon wolflike people will try to sell the mansion and recover the money they lent to the Count.”
“The Count borrowed that much money?”
“Just remember that an incompetent person who is close to alcohol and gambling only leaves debts.”
“……”
“Anyway, then you’ll have to leave the mansion even if you don’t want to. I’m thinking about that time.”
Isabel had never thought that she would have to leave Portrion mansion.
As the Count’s wife, it was her duty to manage the mansion and take care of the estate’s affairs, and until now, Sophia had been representing and taking charge of that work.
‘But if the Count passes away, I can leave the mansion?’
Isabel suddenly imagined herself leaving the mansion and heading to the capital. Standing on a big stage, singing, receiving applause from people…
Suddenly, this morning, Edith’s note brought by the pigeon came to mind.
When she first read the content of the note, she thought it was just praise for her singing, but after listening to her father’s words, it seemed that Edith anticipated that the wives might have to leave the mansion.
‘Has she seen further ahead than me, even though she’s only been in the mansion for half a month?’
Interest flickered in Isabel’s eyes.
(This is a time separator.)
As the banquet time drew near, all the servants in the mansion became busy. They were all frantic as they guided the guests, attended to them, and prepared for the banquet.
Cassius watched the servants running around as if their feet were on fire and snickered.
“If Lady Sophia sees us now, she’d foam at the mouth. Guests are arriving, and where are you going without helping?”
“Would Sophia even look for us unless she goes crazy?”
“Well, even if she calls for us desperately, I had to refuse since we have important matters to attend to.”
Cassius found a new sentiment in the words he had spat out.
He would soon see the fortress he had crossed over the fence several times, on behalf of Walter, who couldn’t get out of the mansion due to the binding magic.
“Walter. You have to appreciate my hard work. Do you know how hard it was to bribe the merchants invited by Portrion and mix ‘that person’ among them?”
“I know you’ve worked hard.”
When Walter plainly acknowledged it, Cassius felt a pinch at his nose.
“Why would you answer such nonsense?”
“…….”
“It sure does change people to have something big ahead.”
Walter moved his strides instead of answering.
A little further on, the problem warehouse appeared. Walter knew what Sophia had ordered to be hidden in the old, remote warehouse that no one used.
Creak―
When he opened the door, a carriage was seen. It was the problematic carriage that had kidnapped Edith, and where he had been attacked.
Cassius lit a lantern he had brought and asked,
“Walter. Why do you suddenly want to search the carriage?”
“I became curious about who attacked the marquis, and whether he left anything behind.”
Walter took the lantern that Cassius handed him and began to examine the nooks and crannies of the carriage.
Cassius could guess his intention of coming here from the fact that he said he was looking for an ‘object’.
“Yes. Whether the marquis brought an object, an animal, or a plant, let’s find something related to your memory and burn it all.”
“…….”
“The marquis said so. That way, the lost memories will return.”
Walter did not deny Cassius’s words.
When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did
“How dare you!”
“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?
“I will never accept that.”
“I will never let you return to him.”
“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”
“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”
“I will never let you escape me!”
This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!
At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.
Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.
The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.
Synopsis:
Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?
Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?
Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?
The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.
The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.
Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~
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