TVRTH [Book 1]

Chapter 174

Revenge (III), Part XI

Translator: Khan

Editor Group: Liber Reverie

How could they dare say no to the future Duchess's question? Although they had not clearly seen it, the two young ladies looked at each other, and soon nodded positively.

"Yes, yes... I, I saw it."

"I also saw it... even Lady Aria was running down the stairs."

"Oh, my God... How could she do such an immoral thing?"

Every young lady gathered, expressed their anger in her statement.

"I'm sure it's because my father didn't like my sister to meet His Highness."

In addition, with very convincing motivation, the audience was agitated once. Mielle hit a decisive wedge.

"Look at it! This bracelet! I tried to hold her, but she cut off and ran away!"

Indeed, the servants and maids who volunteered for her side to the unique bracelet that Aria had been wearing were also perplexed. Mielle, who set a perfect trap for Aria to get into a corner, lowered her head and smiled a little.

"... Mielle."

Then Cain bit his lips as he watched it from a distance.

* * *

The Count, who had fallen down the stairs, was immediately taken to the room. They couldn't move him easily because they didn't know where he was hurt from falling down the stairs, but they couldn't let it go, so everyone paid attention.

In order to save him, his family doctor and other renowned doctors gathered at the county mansion. Fortunately, he didn't die, but he showed no signs of waking up, apparently with a severe head injury.

"... I'm sorry, but maybe he'll never wake up like this for the rest of his life..."

The Countess, who had been told by the family doctor, fell to the floor in a pale face. It was shocking that the Count who would protect her had come to this state, and it was her own daughter Aria who had caused a serious injury to him.

"Sob sob... father..."

"... Mielle, you'd better leave."

Cain patted Mielle's shoulder, who was in tears, besides the Count. It was a little cold to say that she should leave the room now.

With Cain's help, Mielle moved with him to a guest room with no one. Cain, who closed the door and looked around, said, pointing to his forehead, releasing his hand to support Mielle.

"Mielle, this is a little... no matter how much I think about this..."

"What are you talking about now, brother?"

Immediately after Cain's words, Mielle, who erased the expression full of sorrow at once, poured out a sharp remark with a cold look. This shook Cain's eyes.

It was because he was shaken when he faced his father, who had just lost consciousness and fallen, even though he knew that he could not escape since he had already joined her plan.

Mielle grabbed hold of his hand so tightly, smiled benevolently, and began to persuade Cain,

"Brother, it's already happened. So you're going to take over the work of the Count and lock her up in the mansion so that no one can meet her. If we reiterate our intention not to punish her anyway, they won't be able to do anything in court."

"..."

"Are you going to let her marry the Crown Prince?"

"That's..."