Lowell glanced at Mabel following her, meeting her grey eyes, a hallmark of the Lindell family.
Those eyes would soon be capturing her every move.
“And be faithfully relayed to Peter.”
In the palace, even the walls have ears. Lowell planned to make good use of these ‘ears’ in the palace walls.
The next day.
“Please assign me as Lady Annette’s escort, Your Majesty.”
Peter’s hand, flipping through documents, froze at this request. He scrutinized the knight standing before him. Simoren’s grey eyes were resolute.
This wasn’t a joke. Peter quickly assessed and dropped the document.
“I thought you disliked Annette Martinec.”
“I still do.”
“Then what changed your mind? I heard you and Noah were visited by her yesterday. Did something then shift your feelings?”
“After she visited us, I learned that all the maids in the Cheyenne Palace were dismissed, except for my sister.”
Cheyenne was the name of the palace where Lowell currently resided.
“It seems unlikely to be a mere coincidence. Her actions are suspicious, suggesting she’s up to something.”
“If you’re worried about your sister, I can reassign her to another palace.”
“Thank you, but my sister will be fine. It’s just that Annette Martinec’s intentions are unclear to me.”
Before coming to Peter, Simoren had already discussed this issue with his close friend.
Noah was the smartest person Simoren knew, and since the discussion was about Annette, he couldn’t just talk to anyone.
“Noah. Annette Martinec’s actions are suspicious. You said she came to you yesterday with some strange talk. Something about Lowell Hessen possibly being alive…”
“No, the question was whether His Majesty would seek her if Lowell Hessen were alive. That was the question.”
“Isn’t that the same thing?”
“No, it’s different.”
Noah’s words were firm. They might not have realized it, but Noah was the only person who had pinpointed the core of Lowell’s question. And he was also the only one who had counter-questioned Lowell.
What exactly do you want?
That was the crux of Lowell’s actions.
“The premise of Lowell Hessen possibly being alive is irrelevant. What matters is whether His Majesty would seek her out.”
“Why? Isn’t it important what Annette Martinec knows?”
“It’s important that Annette Martinec tested us about the Emperor’s intentions.”
And she cunningly concealed this by planting the suspicion that Lowell Hessen might be alive.
Noah reacted much more sensitively than usual to Annette’s story. According to Simoren, this was the first time Noah had been so sensitive since his favorite fountain pen broke.
Therefore, with a slightly darker shadow under his eyes than usual, Noah warned Simoren.
“Leave Annette Martinec alone, Simoren.”
“……I’m asking for a reason.”
“It’s certain that she knows something about Lowell Hessen, and what we are looking for. But to play a card game at the same table, her and our hands are too different to be open.”
Annette knows well that her trump card that can shake them without effort is ‘Lowell Hessen’.
But what about them?
“We can’t recklessly approach her without knowing what she wants.”
“We can find out what she wants.”
Simoren couldn’t understand why Noah was reacting so strongly. He had seen many tight-lipped people working alongside Peter. He also knew how they eventually opened up.
“Whether through threats or persuasion, everyone eventually reveals what they want. You know that, don’t you?”
“Simoren, you’re right. Reward and punishment always work. However…”
But there was one thing Simoren didn’t know.
There’s a category of people immune to threats and persuasion.
“……Those who have nothing to lose are unaffected by that.”
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
