The Beloved Youngest Daughter of the Lord Family - Chapter 91
“Um, excuse me… are you perhaps…?”
The moment the Count mustered his courage to speak, the masked man glanced back and said,
“You must be new here. It’s customary not to speak with others who visit the Tower.”
“I—I’m sorry.”
Intimidated by the man’s commanding voice, the Count shrank back and replied cautiously, but the man simply spun around and strode out of the Tower.
‘Their appearance seems somewhat similar, but the voice is completely unfamiliar. Then again, I’d need to have actually spoken with him before to know.’
Ever since his family—once a well-known noble house—had fallen into decline, the Count had rarely set foot in the royal palace.
Only after becoming a follower of Gallio did he occasionally get the chance to glimpse members of the royal family from afar, though never close enough to converse with them.
Thus, he could recognize that the man he’d just met bore a strong resemblance to Roan, but nothing more.
‘Besides, it’s impossible—he’s long dead.’
Roan was already dead.
Murdered by his own elder brother, Vlad.
Roan, regarded as the worst royal in the kingdom’s history, remained infamous even now, years after his death, occasionally mentioned in hushed whispers.
Not only had he conducted horrific magical experiments in a desperate bid to overpower Vlad and claim the title of Lord, but he was also a criminal who had slaughtered his own kin.
Moreover, during his lifetime, Roan was plagued by an unsavory rumor—that he had coveted his brother Vlad’s partner.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
This is a very mean place to stop
I want to know what Support she gives!!!!!!!!!