“Lilia, do you know Mrs. Jaina Bergsong? She gave you a bouquet at your comingofage ceremony last time.”

As Lady Berium was having breakfast, she asked Lilia.

Lilia then responded with a smile as bright as the morning sun.

“I know. You mean the bouquet mixed with roses in Lishans? I remember it was really beautiful.”

“One, how can you have such a good memory. Liz would never have remembered.”

“I remember it too.”

At Liz’s words, the lady raised her eyebrows as if surprised.

“Did you? I thought you wouldn’t remember such a thing because you’re not meticulous.”

“What I don’t remember must not be worth remembering.”

Mirabel, who was standing behind, sighed discreetly.

‘That’s why she’s disliked.’

Kain’s expression remained unchanged.

“Is there anything you would like me to do regarding Mrs. Bergsong? Just tell me anything, and I’ll follow my mother’s wishes.”

“You really do have sweet words, Lilia.”

The lady’s face, momentarily grimaced by Liz’s sharp retort, brightened once again.

“Mrs. Bergsong is going to sell a few of her art pieces. Among those pieces, there’s a painting called ‘Morning Glory’ by artist Rinaldo. It’s drawn in a simple sketch style; please buy it. I’ll pay whatever the asking price is. I think bargaining over such things is vulgar and ignorant.”

The lady’s gaze momentarily rested on Liz, who once cut the price of an item by more than half. Liz, with an indifferent face as if the story had nothing to do with her, sipped her coffee.

“I’ll do that. I’ll buy it at the price, not haggling, just as you said, Mother.”

Lilia obediently and sweetly complied.

“It’ll be heavy, so take one of the attendants with you. Whom will you take?”

At the lady’s words, Lilia’s eyes momentarily turned towards Kain.

‘Yes. Of course, Kain. I have to take Kain.’

Liz’s lips touching the coffee cup curved with certainty.

“I’m enough by myself. I’m strong, so I can carry heavy things.”

“…….”

Her unexpected answer left Liz’s mouth agape like a bowstring that had lost its tension.

Lady Berium shook her head, saying that couldn’t be.

“You can’t do that. You’ll soon be Count Bert’s fiancée, and you can’t hurt your hand even before wearing the engagement ring.”

“…….”

Lilia’s smile faded slightly, but the mother, indifferent to anything else, did not notice.

Lilia was put in the position of having to choose again.

‘This time, it has to be Kain.’

This time, Liz was certain.

A golden opportunity to be alone with Kain for the lengthy twohour journey, and that too within the enclosed space of a carriage.

“Then, I’ll go with my sister.”

“What, with me?”

At the unexpected words, Liz’s voice rose.

Lilia nodded her head shyly. Then, scanning the attendants lined up against the dining room wall with warm eyes, she said,

“I don’t want to take someone just to give orders. I can carry the load, so I’ll make it a day out with my sister.”

“Ah…….”

A sigh of admiration erupted from the attendants.

Our little angellike lady. They seemed ready to applaud.

Those who did not admire were Liz, Mirabel…… and Kain.

(This is a time separator.)

The carriage had just entered the desolate field after the harvest when there was no longer any interesting scenery.

Liz withdrew her gaze from the window. Across from her, sitting quietly, was Lilia.

‘How foolish you are. To miss such a good opportunity.’

Liz clicked her tongue inwardly, feeling sorry.

But unlike what Liz thought, Lilia hadn’t acted so because she was foolish.

‘Everyone is equal.’

Taking Kain would have been an action contrary to the belief she had previously shown.

If she had to take someone, better take her sister. At least then, she could avoid the two being together where she couldn’t see.

A few days ago, Lilia happened to hear beautiful piano music as she passed the corridor.
Her timbre was excellent, and the flow of melody was smooth.

It was a beautiful performance that made praise of admiration naturally flow out.

However, the moment she knew the identity of the performer, that music became the most impure and unpleasant noise.

In the end, that was how my sister was seducing Kain.

Since she couldn’t get through with her looks, she was shaking a man’s heart with that.

In the past, she could have been certain that Kain would not be moved by it even a little.

His attitude towards my sister back then was just polite and straightforward, nothing more, nothing less.

But Kain has changed a bit lately.

He looks after my sister first, volunteers to help her rehabilitation, and spent all night searching the streets for my sister on the day she disappeared without a word.

Fortunately, the two came in separately, but Lilia had clearly sensed a sprout of unease growing in a corner of her heart from that day on.

And she thought.

The only way to suppress this unease was to prevent the two from being together.

“If I had brought Kain, it would have been easier.”

Liz brought up Kain, and Lilia spoke with concealed sarcasm.