Duke's wife

Chapter 41

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"Oh my, the Crown Prince could have just asked someone."

The voice of Duke Alberton, who was interrogating the person who broke into the study with a harsh voice a while ago, suddenly softened.

Then, Duke Alberton spoke again with the sound of digging through books and documents.

"But how did you manage to mess around with all my books and documents? It looks like someone has been searching here."

The meaningful voice sounded as if he knew she was hiding under the desk.

Grace couldnt even breathe now. All she could do now was rely on Owen, who seemed to be hiding her. Grace shook her head, eagerly looking up at Owen, blaming herself for being rash to him inside.

"Please, please don't say it."

Owen replied with a smile to Duke Alberton without even paying attention to her.

"Thats what I'm saying, I slipped my foot here a while ago and ended up falling. Thats why I messed up your study."

"Oh. Was that so? Are you hurt anywhere?"

In response to the sly answer, the voice of Duke Alberton showed signs of concern at once. Owen replied with a light smile to his concerned question.

"Fortunately, Im fine. Im really sorry about this. Duke Alberton. Not only have I lost my way, but Ive even messed up your books and documents."

"What are you talking about? Im just sorry that I couldnt keep the mansion clean. And Im also at fault for not educating my servants enough that resulted in such a mess as they didnt dare to guide you properly. Im sorry, your highness. I will immediately fire the servant, who was in charge of your guidance, and kick him out of this mansion."

"You don't have to do that. I told him to step back because I wanted to see the Alberton mansion, which is my future wifes home."

"Is that so? It would have been nice if you had told me in person."

"That could not happen anywhere. Duke Alberton is one of the busiest people in this Empire. Thanks to your efforts, this Empire is running so well, and I cant shamelessly ask you to guide me to your mansion at a time when you need to take a breath."

"Haha, you are exaggerating. Your Highness."

As Owen poured praises on Duke Alberton so much that he thought it was a little embarrassing, the suspicion mixed with Duke Albertons voice quickly disappeared.

Grace moved away from the desk where she was hiding, and watched Owen slowly walking towards the doorway where Duke Alberton was standing.

"Then, now that I've seen everything I have to see. Duke Alberton, would you mind escorting me to the party?"

"Oh, yes! Of course."

When Owen asked for guidance to the party, Duke Alberton replied that he would be happy to do so.

Grace felt a little relieved at the answer. Finally, they seemed to be about to go out. With trembling hands, Grace hugged the little book hidden in the width of her dress.

"Oh, wait a minute. I think I dropped a ring for Marianne over there because I fell a while ago."

However, she could feel Owen, who had to go outside according to the guidance of Duke Alberton, walking back toward the desk where she was hiding.

At that moment, when Grace was nervous again at the sight, Owen, who pretended to be picking up something, approached Grace and spoke quietly so that only Grace could understand.