“Lord Rembrandt.”
Before Lord Hujak could add more words, Rembrandt quickly approached and took Hujak’s hand.
“Lord, my goodness, how great is your concern.”
Rembrandt, always courteous and leisurely, rising from his seat and bringing up official matters, was a first.
Lord Hujak paused at the content.
What is he talking about?
Although there is concern, how does Rembrandt know about it?
“It seemed urgent, so I took the liberty of requesting an audience. Can I be of assistance?”
Lord Hujak’s eyes shook strangely.
Somehow, an ominous feeling crept in.
What does Rembrandt know to say such things to me?
“Lord Rembrandt, what are you saying right now…….”
Then Rembrandt threw a bomb with worried eyes.
“You don’t have to hide it. Lady Christina has been kidnapped, haven’t she?”
Lord Hujak’s eyes widened.
“What?”
Cold sweat dripped down instantly.
Instinctively felt.
Something was wrong.
Did Rembrandt see something?
Lord Hujak wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief and stammered.
“No, that’s not it. No.”
Then, pretending to smile, he casually said, “……Christina wasn’t kidnapped. There seems to have been some misunderstanding.”
Lord Hujak swallowed hard and continued, “There was a commotion at the mansion today, but it had nothing to do with Christina. You misunderstood.”
He had no choice but to say that for now.
However, Rembrandt, with unwavering eyes, spoke while looking into Lord Hujak’s eyes.
“It seems like you’re still hiding a big commotion from the outside. You don’t need to hide it from me. I know that the missing person is Lady Christina.”
That was the purpose of today’s visit—to say those words with absolute confidence and incorrect information.
Lord Hujak’s eyes wavered at the certainty and thought Rembrandt must have some basis for saying this.
What happened? Even though he hasn’t seen Christina?
Afraid to confirm, Lord Hujak, with a trembling mouth, asked, “……What do you mean by that…….”
Rembrandt sighed slightly, lowering his head as if sighing.
“I saw the carriage taking Lady, I was sorry I couldn’t stop it even though I witnessed it. I sent my people to chase after seeing your knights pursuing, but in the end, my people missed them and returned.”
Lord Hujak stammered.
“How…… You saw the person in the carriage and said it’s my daughter……. Sir, you’ve never seen my daughter before.”
Rembrandt exhaled heavily.
“I understand if it’s impolite. In fact, I’ve seen her.”
“!”
Then he presented what he brought to Lord Hujak.
As Lord Hujak’s eyes widened at Christina’s drawing presented by Rembrandt, Reyna’s face in a dress was vividly portrayed.
Even though it was just a sketch, it was so vivid that it couldn’t be compared to the newspaper illustrations.
“When I was drawing in the garden, Lady appeared by the window, and I saw her once. Although Lady didn’t see me……. I drew her as a practice at that time.”
“!”
When he was in the drawing room? Saw her face? Even drew it?
Lord Hujak’s mouth gaped open.
The annex where Rembrandt and his party stayed was not far from the drawing room where Reyna was. If lucky, it was a distance enough to witness Reyna in the drawing room.
Rembrandt expressed concern, raising his eyebrows with a worried expression.
“But since I drew without asking for permission, it seemed inappropriate and impolite, so I stopped.”
“…….,”
Rembrandt made a bitter expression.
“I brought this drawing, thinking it might be useful for tracking Lady’s whereabouts, in case it’s needed.”
“…….,”
Lord Hujak’s face, receiving the drawing, was stained with a mixture of gratitude and an attempt to appear thankful but confused.
Rembrandt sighed inwardly, relieved.
At least, it could serve as a minimal security measure.
Lord Hujak now knew that Rembrandt identified this face as ‘Christina.’
Now, he would inevitably take measures to eliminate Christina and probably be concerned about the fact that I know about her.
Whether he would confess everything and ask for silence or forcefully proceed with evidence destruction, both possibilities existed, but…
It’s better to explain.
Or else, I might have to interrogate you more aggressively.
“…….,”
Rembrandt recalled the moment when Reyna was being dragged into the carriage, struggling against the thugs.
During that time, he hadn’t openly revealed Reyna’s intentions and had quietly assisted from the shadows.
It wasn’t the time to leisurely wait for the right moment.
On the other side, they are doing quite well.
Even though they clearly know her situation.
As Christina.
“…….,”
Everyone except the lady is playing along with the lies.
Arthur chuckled, accepting the Ohr.
Thanks for thinking about it.
But if you notice that we kidnapped her, I might turn into quite a villain.
Arthur opened his mouth toward Tristan.
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
