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After coming back to the room from the meal, I was lying down and twisting. I might have thought it was easy to see, but my head was spinning fast.

'Yes, it was definitely similar.'

Surprisingly, Max and Crown Prince's notes were similar in handwriting.

'Ha, what a headache. When Max comes, he'll ask me anything.'

At that time, I saw an untidy desk in my eyes.

'Oh, that's right. There was a letter I hadn't read yet.'

I approached the desk, removed the sealing wax with a paper knife, and opened the letter. I was soon forced to frown.

Growling the letter and sighed.

'Viscount Mersha's Lady... Is she one of my anti-fans?'

A fallen aristocrat, faceless commoner. If it's just a piece of paper, it's already well-wrapped. Moreover, if rumors spread and fell into the Crown Prince's ear, it would have been a bitter pill for me. When I was about to throw away the letter like that, I felt a strange sense of deja vu.

'This situation, I'm sure I saw it somewhere.'

I stared at the letter sent by Mersha's Lady, who was I about to crumple and throw it away.

· *

Mrs. Hessen was in contemplation after drinking tea alone.

'If the girl doesn't accept the invitation, she'll have to come up with a different number.'

Then, the door opened and the posthumous writer's housekeeper came in.

"Floyen has contacted Lady Mersha to meet her on the day she promised." Mrs. Hessen, who was listening to the report, smiled with her mouth raised.

"That's exactly what I thought! After all, she knew how to listen to a man and get it." Soon, Hessen's wife's lips twitched and her eyes turned cold. "Because she was a skinny little girl who was chasing my son because she liked it."

When she first saw Juvelian, it wasn't something she'd never heard. Except for a decent family and pretty face, Juvelian was nothing but a rascal who was good at nothing. Nevertheless, it was because of the servile attitude of Jubelian that allowed her to associate with her son.

At first she didn't like being ignorant of manners. Because even she grew up to be beautiful. But thanks to that, she realized that she could take the lead over Juvelian under the pretext of admonition.

The restless, self-conscious Juvelian was the image of the submissive daughter-in-law Mrs. Hessen had hoped for.

'Yes, you'd better tell her to make it up again.'

The wife of the Marquis, who was reminiscing about the past, gradually relaxed. Rumors such as dating a commoner man these days were bad, but it didn't matter.

'Isn't it that a good daughter-in-law doesn't have to go around, but only produce successors well and obey her family?'

The marquis's wife was smiling before she knew it.

'Of course, there's a need to be a little intimidating in the process.'

· *

It is the day I made an appointment with Viscount Mercia's Lady. It is polite not to bring a lot of escorts and maids when visiting other aristocrats.

For this reason, I left the house with two men, Geraldine, my escort, and Marilyn, my personal maid. I loaded myself into the carriage and looked around the tag.