Here is the English translation of the Korean paragraph:

“Madam, may I come in?”

It was Mason’s voice.

“Come in.”

Blair handed Bbibi’s milk bottle to Mellie and went to the table. On the table were documents that had been prepared in advance.

Blair extended the documents to Mason.

“This is a budget proposal I put together based on the budget data from the past 5 years. Please take a look.”

Mason was somewhat surprised. Blair had asked for past budget data, but he hadn’t expected her to actually prepare a budget herself.

The budget document, filled with dancing numbers, was headache-inducing, and Mason had initially thought of giving up after a few glances.

Mason began examining the budget proposal with his usual serious expression. Blair, unable to hide her anxious feelings, fidgeted with her fingers while waiting for Mason’s evaluation.

It felt like when she used to get her homework checked by her teacher when she was a child.

As Mason’s review took longer, Blair, who was becoming anxious, spoke first.

“I just put this together as a practice, so if you see anything I missed, feel free to let me know.”

“No, it’s excellent. It’s hard to believe you did this all by yourself for the first time.”

To Blair’s unexpected reaction, Mason raised his eyebrows and looked at her. There was genuine admiration in Mason’s voice as he spoke.

Mason, as a servant, never crossed boundaries with the owner, but he was not someone who would make up false praise.

So, this compliment came from his sincere appreciation.

“It seems like we can implement this budget based on the data from the past five years.”

Blair’s heart fluttered upon receiving praise.

Receiving praise from someone had been a first since Esmeralda’s death. Throughout her life, all the praise had belonged to Ivan, the elder son.

Katrina didn’t want Blair to surpass Ivan. If Blair happened to receive something better from Count von Hohen, she would be envious and jealous, as if Blair had taken away what belonged to Ivan.

The best things, the most precious things, always had to belong to the son Ivan. Blair had kept her talents hidden, always staying one step below Ivan. It had been twenty years.

Somewhere along the way, she had even lost faith in her own worth. Feeling inferior to Ivan had become natural.

However, the praise she received now… It made her so happy that her throat tightened momentarily.

Oh, I can do it too.

I can be acknowledged too.

That fact, which she had forgotten while living, finally struck her.

“Of course, there are some areas that could be improved…”

Mason pointed out areas to be corrected precisely but politely.

Blair listened attentively, becoming a model student who paid attention to her teacher’s words.

When the budget feedback was coming to an end, Lena entered the room with a knock.

“Madam, just…”

Lena, who had intended to talk about the main issue right away, belatedly realized Mason’s presence and closed her mouth. Mason discreetly left the room.

After Mason left, only Lena, Blair, and Mellie, who was taking care of Bbibi, remained in the room.

Lena gave Mellie a sidelong glance as she watched her absorbed in looking after Bbibi. Then, she whispered, loud enough only for Blair to hear.

“The guild contacted us, madam.”

“The recently discovered magic stone mine in the northwest is being mined smoothly. The estimated storage amount is…”

Herderin stared out of the carriage window with indifferent eyes, and Ruth’s voice reporting on business status flowed past his ears like the scenery outside the window.
Here is the English translation of the Korean paragraph:

Everything went smoothly. Both the business and the search for Blair’s memories.

A few days ago, Agnes came for a progress report. It had been exactly one month since they started the counseling.

Agnes said she was going through the happy memories first rather than digging up the difficult ones from the beginning.

There are many clients who are distrustful of their counselors, but Blair quickly opened up to me, making the process smooth.

“In her happy memories, Her Majesty the former Empress appears very frequently. Maybe that’s why she’s not trying to recover her memories. She might be afraid of the possibility that the person she trusted and relied on so much might have actually tried to kill her.”

“Even if such a precious person was wrongly accused?”

“She had suffered a serious accident and woke up without any memory of what had happened. The people around her started saying that person had tried to kill her… And naturally, she would have started to suspect that. That person might have wanted to keep her from finding out the truth, and she didn’t want to uncover the possibility that the late Empress might have actually tried to kill her.”

“That’s a selfish thought.”

“Your Grace, she was only eleven years old at the time.”

There was no room for an eleven-year-old to think about anything other than herself, Agnes sympathized with Blair.

“And in her happy memories, Your Grace appears quite often.”

“…Me?”