TVRTH [Book 1]

Chapter 151

The Scandal Of The Century, Part I

Translator: Khan

Editor Group: Liber Reverie

"... I just didn't feel it was necessary. You didn't ask me if I was an investor."

She knew it was not an excuse, but she couldn't stop saying it otherwise. She knew he was going to blame her for what she said. He would have felt frustrated and betrayed just as Asher had hidden his identity.

"So don't you mind if I ask you everything I want?"

However, Asher asked her as if to confirm, instead of being angry or digging into what she had said. Aria nodded, a little embarrassed, not knowing he was paying attention to each question.

She wondered what he was asking and wondered why he was asking for permission, and as she waited for Asher, who was straining and swallowing, to ask, what Asher asked Aria was unexpected.

"How have you been?"

"... Yes?"

"I think it's been a while, and when I found out that you were Investor A, I was afraid that you were also as busy as I was."

'How can I compare myself to you, the Crown Prince, even if I am an investor with dozens of entrepreneurs?'

"No, I was only reading and answering letters at the mansion. More than that..."

She was worried about Asher, whether he had heard of Princess Isis, or if he had heard she was now marrying a king of another country and gathering the Aristocratic Party again.

"I was worried about you."

So, she said with a heartfelt expression, and he had a kindness on his face, and he seemed glad that Aria had been worried about him.

"I feel like I'm going to have a hard time... as you've worried about me."

"I'll be worried about you, and you don't have to think about it!"

Aria was a little angry at the answer, not knowing whether it was a joke or a serious answer, and Asher closed his eyes and laughed. It was the first time for him to smile so brightly that Aria stared at him for a long time, not knowing that her cheeks were blushing.

"I'm not as weak as you think I am."

No, the Crown Prince she remembered was a weak man who had been swayed by the Aristocratic Party and could not even give his name. She didn't understand why he could now spread his wings like this.

As he read the anxiety and worries in Aria's eyes, he gave an explanation to gain her trust.

"Of course, there's nothing I can say about looking weak. In fact, I never thought I'd get the upper hand from the Aristocratic Party so soon. I thought it was a long-term game. If necessary... I was thinking of marrying the princess. I was desperate because I didn't see a single hole to get out."

As he brought up the story of his marriage to the princess, Aria's face darkened. As if to reassure her, Asher held the hand of Aria who held the mug tightly. When the warmth of Asher reached her hand, which had cooled down a little bit, she felt that her anxiety was gone.

"But perhaps since I met you."

He continued with a small smile as if he were recalling the day when he had first met Aria.

"The memory of being so embarrassed was few. Ever since I was a kid, I've always been obsessed with the idea of planning thoroughly and completely... but it all became useless when I met you."