Jane, crying, pounded her fist against Serrun’s chest, who was standing in front of her.

“How could you lie like that! Sniff, sob.”

Playing with people as if it was nothing…

Serrun, who had been playing with her with his innocent face all this while, was unbearably disgusting.

Jane hit Serrun’s chest a few more times and then glared at him.

“Never… never show up in front of me again. Lord Serrun.”

With those words, she ran out of the underground warehouse.

“….”

Serrun, unable to hold Jane back, stared at the door she had left through with a bitter look in his eyes.

His hand, which couldn’t hold back Jane, fell powerless in the air.

“Jane….”

Serrun murmured in a voice that she would not hear and fumbled in his pocket.

In his hand was a crude ring made of copper.

It was the ring that Jane had dropped, the ring he had offered to Jane as an engagement ring.

The ring that had lost its owner was left alone in Serrun’s hand.

“It’s so noisy. Who on earth is here, making everyone so busy?”

On the other hand, Doana, unaware that Eric’s father, Cedric, had arrived, looked around the confused mansion.

“I should go and ask Rosé.”

Since none of the servants answered her properly, she decided to find Rosé, whom she considered the most accessible.

“Rosé.”

As usual, she opened Rosé’s door without knocking.

“Oh, no one’s here.”

There was no one in Rosé’s room. Did she not know that it’s common sense to leave when the room is empty?

She started rummaging around Rosé’s room as if it was her own. She first opened the door of the closet.

She hadn’t been able to fully enjoy it last time because Rosé had noticed.

Doana, humming a tune, started rummaging through Rosé’s dresses.

“Oh my, what’s this?”

A red dress caught Doana’s eye.

“It doesn’t look like it suits Rosé at all.”

It was decorated with extravagant ornaments. Just by looking at the jewels hanging here and there, one could tell how expensive this dress was.

Doana sneakily pulled out the red dress and looked around.

“…It’s okay to try it on for a moment, right?”

Everyone seems busy right now.

Thinking no one would pay attention to this place, Doana immediately acted on her thoughts.

She threw off her wornout servant’s clothes and squeezed her body into the splendid, flawless dress.

Once she had put on the dress, Doana stood in front of the mirror with a satisfied smile.

“It’s just my style.”

This dress, which did not suit Rosé’s rural image at all.

Anyone could see that this dress suited her better.

They say clothes make the person. Wearing this dress, she felt like she had become a princess.

With a smug look on her face, Doana giggled and grabbed the hem of her dress, spinning around in place.

Clang.

When Doana spun, something fell to the floor. Something that was on the vanity must have fallen because her skirt spread out.

Doana, standing still in her place, discovered a tiny gift box fallen on the floor.

“What’s this?”

She bent over and picked up the redwrapped box and the letter envelope fallen beside it.

“To Rosé…”

Doana frowned. Somehow, this gift seemed like a present from Eric.

Suspecting, she opened the envelope and pulled out the letter inside.

As expected, the protagonist of the letter was Eric.

It was briefly written that he was sorry for not caring all the while.

“…He says he’s getting a divorce, so why is he sending a gift?”

Doana couldn’t understand his behavior. Just a moment ago, Rosé was annoying, so why did he send such a gift?

She grimaced in irritation.

“What exactly did he send?”

Doana roughly untied the ribbon on the package and checked the contents inside the box.

Inside the box was a small cosmetic product only as big as a palm. Doana picked it up irritably.

“Is it for applying on the face?”

Doana wanted to throw the cosmetic in her hand into the trash bin right away.

But instead of throwing it away, she chose to use it sneakily.

“How unlucky.”

She felt a surge of jealousy knowing that Eric had given a gift to Rosé. When she opened the lid of the cosmetic, she saw an opaque liquid.

Doana dug her hand deep into the bottle of the cosmetic. Then she scooped out a hefty amount of the opaque liquid.

Even when applied carefully, she was overdoing it out of sheer spite.

Unaware of the heat felt from her fingertips, Doana started to apply that cream on her face.

Starting from the jawline, Doana who was carefully rubbing the cream up to her cheeks.

“It seems like it’s burning…”

The sensation of burning between her jawline and fingertips.

She felt a burning sensation where the cream had touched.

Only then did Doana pause and look down at her hand.

Her middle and ring fingers stained with cream were turning red.

Not just that. Blisters began to form on her skin, which had been smooth and pale until just a moment ago.

“What, what is this?!”

Doana, startled, shook off the cream and wiped her hand on Rosé’s dress. Then she hastily examined her face in the mirror.

She held her trembling hands to her face and screamed.

“Kyaaaak!!”

Doana’s earsplitting scream echoed throughout the mansion.

The gift on the dressing table was not sent by Eric.

It was a gift from Cedric.