“I hope not. I hope it’s my misunderstanding. If your wife is innocent, the problem will resolve itself.”

“…….”

“Don’t jump to conclusions just because you find me impressive. But I can’t help but keep an eye on things from afar. So until it’s clear that it’s just a misunderstanding, be careful.”

“Be careful.”

“It means don’t lose your heart.”

Claud, as if he had heard something completely unsuitable for himself, shook his head and smiled.

“Who was it that said if I can’t take care of you at night, then do it during the day? Maybe it was your brother who said that.”

“Who can’t take care of it? Don’t lose your heart. Your heart.”

Eddy’s straight index finger pressed against Claud’s chest firmly.
“No one will love,” that commitment. “No one can love,” that confession. As Father said, if you can’t love, at least treat them well. Don’t change like that.”

Eddy Lave briefly passed by Yu-an, who returned to the mansion with a simple bow.

There was a somewhat chilly gaze, but Yu-an, who had been anxious all day, wondering if his nose would suddenly bleed or if he would collapse, didn’t have the leisure to contemplate that.

The maids who didn’t know Yu-an’s uneasy heart chatted daily with Michelle, a dressmaker who stamped her attendance at the mansion.

Yu-an stood still, wearing the dress that Michelle claimed to have almost completed as if it were a mannequin, placed in the reception room.

The dress, which revealed her slender neck and shoulders, flowed gracefully along her soft body line.

The dress, adorned with a large ribbon made of organza, eliminated its blandness and adhered faithfully to the understated yet sparkling design characteristic of debutante dresses.

Yu-an, standing in the reception room, watched herself in the full-length mirror as the maids gently attached a set of pearl earrings and necklace made by pearls and a small tiara made of pearls.

The subtle touch color that Monica applied gently radiated vitality under the sunlight.

‘You’ll die soon too.’

I won’t die.

Reflected in the mirror, Yu-an looked small in stature, but to anyone, she appeared young, healthy, and beautiful.

Yu-an thought that he shouldn’t be deceived by his stepfather’s boastful and dishonesty, even if others were.

His stepfather used people’s anxieties, selling medicines that Yu-an made, and he was nothing more than a quack who bragged that he could identify the pain of patients through his own diagnosis.

It would be the same this time.

Because of the business of Peliesse, which had undoubtedly lost its reputation after Yu-an left.

He’s a hypocrite pretending to care for her because he felt sorry for her.

Nothing more than a fat hyena trying to control her under the name of family.

‘You’ll die soon too.’

Yu-an quickly shook his head at the sentence floating in his mind.

Absolutely not fooled.

‘I will never go back.’

Then, from outside, bustling footsteps were heard, and soon the reception room door was loudly opened.

Surprised, the eyes of the people whose gaze had gathered at the door widened.

Gustaf, who had always been polite outside, was breathing heavily outside the door.

In his wrinkled hand was a golden envelope sealed with purple wax.

Stamped on the wax was a wolf’s face.

It was sent from the imperial palace.

The feeling that Yu-an’s heart was dropping like a rock made his trembling steps move forward.

As soon as she stood in front of the pale-faced butler, her hand reached in and grabbed the envelope.

“Invitation to the Imperial Palace debutante. The sender is… Clad Yufrys?”

It was Clad.

At the low voice echoing in the reception room, the recalled reactions of the employees at the tailoring shop and Michelle followed.
Leaving behind the voices filled with excitement, Yu-an stood in front of the reception room door, looking up at Clad, who was leisurely examining the invitation.

Soon, without any comments, Clad extended the invitation to Yu-an.

Yu-an, not taking the offered invitation, stared at Clad and then looked away again.

He didn’t want anything related to Volonico in his hands.

“They invite you to the debutante at the palace. It coincides with the day held at the Marquisate.”

Clad said as he barged into the reception room.

The face of Michelle, who had been concentrating on what he was saying, turned pale when she heard the beautiful mansion’s owner.

“Th-the palace!”

The excitement of the tailoring shop, which had been struggling without showing its skills in the northwest, soon began to spread rapidly to those around them.

The employees of the tailoring shop quickly started discussing, as if there was no option not to attend the palace debutante.

However, the butler and maids hesitated, waiting for the reaction of the Marquis couple.

Clad, holding the invitation, leaned against the window at an angle, similar to his usual behavior.

Gustaf, the butler who had been impatient with the usual actions of the owner, finally opened his mouth first.

“They invite you directly to the debutante at the palace, and if you refuse and go to the Marquisate, it won’t end well. Unless all of you refrain due to health reasons…”

The worrying voice flowed through the silent couple.

The first to react to the butler’s voice were Michelle and the employees of the tailoring shop, who were gathered from a distance.

The well-crafted coldness spread on Michelle’s face, which had always been smiling.

“Refuse?”