A loud voice echoed from outside the door. It was a familiar voice that Rose knew well.

“Oh, it seems a guest has arrived.”

Libera untied the apron she was wearing and walked towards the door. Rose also prepared to greet the guest, following Libera.

With a creaking sound, the old door opened.

Outside the door stood Jane with a bright appearance and Serran, who was smiling shyly.

“They seem to have reconciled!”

The moment Rose saw Jane and Serran, laughter blossomed on her face. Rose greeted them with a cheerful voice.

“Come on in.”
Meanwhile, Tersia was enjoying a pleasant time with the noblewomen.

Although she felt a bit uncomfortable due to Doana accompanying Eric on his honeymoon, she didn’t need to let it affect her entire day.

“Thank you for taking the time to attend the wedding.”

“You’re too kind.”

“Of course, you should attend. Whose wedding is it, after all?”

They exchanged knowing smiles, accommodating Tersia’s mood.

“Here is my son-in-law, Lady Decar’s husband. Please greet everyone warmly.”

“Hello.”

“Nice to meet you.”

Tersia introduced Lady Decar’s husband to the noblewomen. Since the Decar family had abandoned neutrality and chosen the Imperial faction, making connections for Lady Decar was Tersia’s task.

After a brief introduction of Lady Decar’s husband, Tersia unexpectedly placed her bag on the table. She casually touched her bag while listening to the ladies’ conversation.

One of the curious noblewomen asked Tersia, “Oh, is this the new item you mentioned last time?”

“Be jealous. I wanted to get one too, but they said there was no stock.”

Tersia’s bag was the latest release from the most popular brand among noblewomen recently, ‘Ermea.’ It was a limited edition design, making it an item that money alone couldn’t purchase.

“I’m a VIP of Ermea. They set aside a bag for me upon my request.”

Enjoying the envy directed at her, Tersia gracefully smiled.

“Oh, and each of you take one of these.”

With a proud expression, Tersia gestured towards the servant. Responding to Tersia’s gesture, the servant nodded and brought a large basket.

The basket was filled with gift packages. The servant began distributing the gifts to the noblewomen.

“Oh my, what’s all this?”

It was Ermea’s box. The noblewomen sparkled with excitement upon seeing the gifts Tersia gave them.

“While buying mine, I also bought one for each of you.”

Tersia shrugged as if it were nothing and smiled arrogantly.

Ten noblewomen quickly opened the boxes. After opening them, they sighed as if deeply moved.

“Unbelievable!”

“Can we really accept this?”

“This precious thing…”

It was a bag. Although not the same model as Tersia’s, it was a quite high-end model.

“Don’t feel burdened; just accept it. It’s nothing special.”

Tersia proudly showcased her wealth.

“Thank you.”

“We’ll accept it gratefully.”

At that moment, someone who wasn’t invited intruded into the warm atmosphere and poured cold water.

“Do I not have one, Tersia?”

For a moment, the surroundings fell silent.

Wearing a black dress, she appeared uninvited. The noblewomen quietly greeted her, avoiding her gaze as she stood there uncomfortably in her black dress.
Tersia blinked at the sudden appearance of an uninvited woman. She greeted the guest with a chilly gaze and a slight lift of the corners of her mouth.

“Oh, sister, you’re here?”

It was a quite friendly voice. The woman approached Tersia, smiling ironically at the word ‘sister.’

“How have you been? It’s been difficult to see your face.”

“Ah.”

At her words, Tersia chuckled and responded casually, “I’ve been busy. What brings you here, sister? Leaving the seat for someone who has been mourning for quite some time.”

“The memorial service finished yesterday… Didn’t you know?”

Tersia smiled wryly and spoke brightly, “I didn’t know. I’ve been a bit preoccupied.”

The woman in the black dress froze at Tersia’s words.

“…You didn’t know?”

“No. Did you hear the news, sister? My son, Eric, got remarried. That’s why.”

“How disappointing. We held the funeral three days ago, and you didn’t even show up.”

“Well… I suppose that could happen.”

Tersia glanced at the woman who was looking at her with a heavy expression.

The woman, who had been looking only at Tersia, turned her gaze to the noblewomen. As their eyes met, the noblewomen quickly averted their gaze.

“Seems like everyone was busy. No one came to my husband’s funeral.”

“Sister.”

In response to her sharp words, Tersia replied with a pointed tone, “Stop it. The ladies must have had their reasons.”

“Huh, reasons?”

The woman in the black dress looked at Tersia as if bewildered.

“You didn’t keep anyone from coming, did you?”

In response to her voice, Tersia blinked her eyebrows and answered, “Me? No. Why would I do such a thing?”

The woman, who had been focused on Tersia, turned her gaze to the noblewomen. As she looked at them, the noblewomen couldn’t help but shut their mouths.

Though not everyone was close to the woman here, they had a fairly amicable relationship. However, Tersia prevented anyone from attending her husband’s funeral.

The woman in the black dress was the wife of the late Bled Marquis, abandoned by the crowd. With a face contorted by anger, she stared at Tersia.