Thus Began Your Regret (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 92

Louisa headed upstairs. There was still a bit of time before the doctor arrived. She thought it best to organize the documents she had been working on whenever she had spare moments—the papers regarding the underground railway’s locomotive contract.

She had no idea how long she’d been in there. As she concentrated on sorting through various materials, a soft click—the sound of a door opening—reached her ears.

She looked up to find Edward quietly entering the study, dressed casually in everyday clothes.

He glanced at Louisa, then carried a chair over and placed it beside her desk, slumping down next to her almost like he was flopping onto her. Propping his chin on one hand, he stared intently at her as she worked.

Louisa gave him a quick glance before lowering her eyes again. Seeing this, Edward, who had been watching her with faint expectation, spoke somewhat petulantly.

“What are you working on so hard? You’re even more diligent than I am.”

“It’s about the underground railway project. Just because House Wincott has started interfering, we can’t simply give up and do nothing.”

“Did Guildford really tell you all that?”

Edward raised one eyebrow sharply. Louisa continued copying down notes while answering.

“He said he wanted me to be fully aware of the current situation, since we never know when trouble might erupt.”

“So that guy’s the problem.”

Edward sighed in exasperation, pressing a hand to his forehead. Louisa, having just put the final period on her note, handed him the report she’d been preparing. Edward took the documents she’d thrust toward him without thinking and opened the first page, filled densely with her handwriting.

“I’m gathering evidence and precedents strong enough to counter the royal family’s unreasonable demands.”

“This is…”

“There are plenty of cases where clearly superior technology was deliberately set aside for political reasons—like the firearms supplied to the military.”

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