Selected as the New Stepmother (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 96

The newly renovated Black Swan beside the Artenbach Art Gallery was on an entirely different level from the original building. It had transformed from a rigid detective office into an atmosphere reminiscent of an art gallery.

As a result, Murten was the one strutting about with pride, delighting his colleagues who found the gallery’s routine overwhelming.

The gallery was characterized by systematic cultivation, while Black Swan was defined by free growth. That was why a smile now constantly lingered on my lips.

Of course, I ran both, but I was thoroughly satisfied that Black Swan had grown to rival the gallery.

“Madam.”

I rose from my seat as I saw a moving sculpture entering the gallery.

“Hmm? What brings you here at this hour?”

“I came because I missed you.”

The caretaker and curator murmured among themselves; they had been discussing the exhibition of the gallery’s artists’ works and had thus overheard Ascal’s passionate words.

I glanced sideways at the gallery staff out of sheer embarrassment, but they didn’t seem frightened at all—they gently nudged me forward, implying I should leave quickly and let them get back to work.

Eventually, I feigned defeat and followed Ascal to the curator’s office. We sat down, placed a cup of coffee I often drank before me, and exchanged trivial small talk.

“Madam, would you care to look at this?”

At a brief pause in our conversation, he handed me a golden envelope. The wax seal, split in half, and the embossed pattern on the envelope bore the royal insignia.

I opened the envelope and pulled out the letter. Its elegant handwriting was unmistakably the Emperor’s own.

After carefully reading every word, I quietly set it down on the tea table. Ascal then glanced at me and spoke.

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