Neris stared blankly at Heder.
She was neither surprised that Heder had shown up, nor at what he had said. It was all within her expectations.
She had deliberately passed by the room where Heder was staying on her way here, and had loudly berated the servants so that Heder would hear her.
What Joan had told Neris was better information than she had expected. Even if Joan felt guilty, from his point of view, he wouldn’t want to bear the responsibility of the dishonest act given to him by his superior alone.
The reason she showed the will to ‘fight with Angelo’ was nothing but a roundabout way of saying ‘so I need all the help you can give me.’
“Muirel has been talking as if this house will soon be his,” she thought.
There was satisfaction in having deliberately irked both Muirel and Heder. They were still young, so touching on the usual points of concern would lead them to act passionately.
Therefore, whatever their plan was, it had to proceed more quickly than the original schedule set by cunning adults. Whether a hint was revealed, or the first button was already buttoned.
As Heder looked at Neris, who was lost in thought, he hesitated for a moment, uncertain about the attitude he should adopt. Then he decided to focus on the fact that his pride had been hurt, and that he didn’t like this.
There was nothing more that Neris Trued could do, after all.
She narrowed her eyes and snorted.
“You traitor will disappear, and so will you. You’d better not cause any trouble.”
“Thanks for the advice.”
Neris’ reply was cheerful, and so was the hand gesture of slightly lifting her hem. Neris was a knight’s daughter, and Heder was not, so the gesture, commonly exchanged between nobles, was of course sarcastic.
Heder was angry, but he couldn’t win a verbal fight with the opponent, so he had no choice but to turn away.
“I’ll solve it all by telling my father! I’ll ask him to get rid of that annoying girl right away! Even if I have to speed up the plan!”
During the day, there were scenic tours in the nearby area; in the evening, banquets and balls; on bad weather days, indoor entertainment—time flew quickly and the festival day arrived before they knew it.
Children received lots of gifts in the morning and excitedly ran around the mansion, while adults grimaced at the cost of the festival gifts.
In any family, even the lowest servants received generous coins and fabric. Children of relatives, and even guests, if they were not yet adults, received exotic toys, high-quality quills, or silk ribbons.
However, the children’s joyful time ended when it came to the evening banquet. By empire standards, those who were not adults—that is, below the age of seventeen—had to go to the playroom or bedroom as soon as the sun went down.
The kids who were unfortunately age-restricted claimed that they could sit through the banquet without causing any mischief, but the rule was strictly observed.
Those attending the banquet gathered on the first floor, so the upper floors of the mansion were particularly quiet. Passing through the central hall on the first floor, the adults softly exchanged pleasantries on their way to the banquet hall.
The vault of the hall, constructed from the second floor, was exceptionally high, nearly reaching the ceiling. Guests glanced at the lavishly decorated vault as they passed.
“Have you heard that the Count is investing in Artlapalea?”
“My dear lady, anyone who hasn’t heard that story in the social circle these days is considered out-of-date. Do you have any thoughts on it?”
The banquet hall, adorned with red ribbons and dazzling candles, was also ablaze with talk of diamond mines.
Those who could afford to took the opportunity to get even a bit more information from Angelo Railing, who had brought the news of the mines.
Ever since collaborating with the MacKinnon family, Angelo had shown promise, humbly but confidently declaring that he had almost gathered the necessary investment funds. Both the expectations of the Earl couple and his own were high.
Having secured all the investment money, it was clear that when you have a lot of money in a business, you tend to earn more.
The aristocrats who thought the operator of the small Railing was intentionally raising his price tried to find out what terms he had in mind, their eyes shining with curiosity.
Joyce, who had been watching, spoke to his cousins with an unusually cheerful face.
“I need to visit Atrapallea. If the environment is as good as we hope, I should take Di there. I’m really thankful to Angelo Railing.”
The doctor named LeMartre, who was brought by Sibna, specialized in treating cases similar to Diane’s.
He was from Camicles, where Atrapallea is located, and didn’t seem to have plans to go abroad. Although they hadn’t told Diane yet, the Earl couple and Joyce were thinking of taking her to where the doctor was for treatment.
Nualan wore a complicated expression. He was, of course, aware of this plan.
Why She Is Still Unmoved (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: He uses various methods to seek her affection, but she remains unmoved.
Synopsis:
Si Qingyu is a doctor who has saved countless lives and enjoys tranquility.
Luo Shaoxuan is ruthless, deeply scheming, and the top young master in the capital. He admires Si Qingyu.
Luo Shaoxuan: I want to be the only one in your eyes and heart.
Features a cold and calm female lead vs A noble and scheming male lead.
There will be both sweetness and torture towards the male after their marriage.