TVRTH [Book 1]

Chapter 117

The Future Different From The Past, Part XXIII

Translator: Khan

Editor Group: Liber Reverie

"It's really... it's a ground-breaking item."

But that's all Mielle could say. To her who did not know the details, the conversation that the wives and Aria were talking about sounded like the language of the other world.

But even so, she always had a strong ally, Emma. At Mielle's eye signal, Emma brought out something she had prepared. It was a crystal artifact that everyone would like, regardless of the aristocracy and the common people.

At Emma's instructions, Mielle's maids handed them out to the ladies. This broke the friendly atmosphere of Aria and the wives, and the initiative went back to Mielle.

"Oh, my God, what is this?"

The ladies' eyes were wide open on the rose-shaped crystal brooch. At a glance, it was not an ordinary thing. What was more, it was the shape of a rose. Without knowing the reason, they asked carefully what it was for.

"Oh, it's nothing special but a small gift. I should have given you that earlier, but it's a little late."

"... you're giving us this brooch?"

"You can think of it as a celebration of your visit."

The gifts were too much for the occasion of the visit. Crystal! Though small in size, its presence was no match for any jewelry. The wives glanced at Mielle with trembling faces. Because they vaguely felt that it was not just a gift to celebrate their visit.

And Aria, reading their faces, swallowed a laugh. What a trick to give a sense of unity with a brooch! Since this had not happened in the past, she thought it might be her influence.

'What's more, it's the shape of a rose. Why does the count family's lady play with the shape of a rose already?' No matter how much he promised, she still had three years to get married to Oscar. She was not even the owner of the Frederick family yet.

'Do you really think that's going to work?'

They were already the ones who had said they would not hold hands. Rather than showing off the connections and becoming a social flower, they said they would help their husband's business by hand. It was impossible for them to fall for a crystal brooch.

That was all Mielle could think about, and everyone in the world seemed to think so. A frog in a well would be wiser than this.

"Thank you for your heart, but I think it's too much for me. How dare I intrude among the nobles as a commoner?" Then, the woman in the corner said, putting the crystal down on the table.

Then another woman sitting next to her put down her crystal on the table. "I'm sorry, but so am I. I think it would be a great insult to the noble lady Mielle."

When the wives put down the brooches one after another, Mielle's face turned pale. Some of them secretly took care of the crystal, but most of them indicated that they could not receive it.

'That's why you should have let them go when they first refused, Mielle.'

Too much regret was ugly. It was such a funny thing. But soon after, Mielle, who would become a Duchess, did not even have the heart of a commoner woman.

'Yes, this may be all Mielle's original ability. A child who can't do anything without the background of the Roscent family.' All she could do was put on a mask and pretend to be high-handed.