I Won't Accept Your Regrets

Chapter 65

The next day.

In the early morning I was already busy in my office, sorting through the pile of accumulated documents. The workers dispersed and the outstanding work collected like a snowball.

So, I worked, completely forgetting about time.

When the sun was already at its zenith, there was a knock at my door.

"Milady. This is the butler."

"Come in."

I asked without taking my eyes off the papers.

"Something happened?"

"It's time for you to have tea."

"I'm sorry, what?"

After the butler's words, I lifted my head and glanced at the time.

"Time flew by quickly."

If I refuse to go now, it will seem that I was afraid to show up at their place.

"The carriage is already waiting."

"Okay. I'll finish now and get up."

I double-checked the documents related to the estate and put the duke's stamp. When I got up, the butler brought me a full-length mirror.

My clothes were laid out in front of the mirror.

"Call the maids?"

"No, it's okay."

I was wearing a light purple satin dress now, and I let my hair down and looked a little younger than mine. Ideal for tea drinking in a secular society.

"My lady."

The coachman opened the carriage door.

I was in turmoil in my soul.

"I'm going there again."

My previous visit to the Marquis was not particularly good.

All the way I resisted unpleasant memories from the past, but upon arrival they were overshadowed by a new surprise.

At that birthday party for Edmund, the Marquis's estate had only one large main building and one separate building.

However, there were now two more large annexes to the right of the main building.

The mansions of the aristocrats were identified with the symbol of the family's wealth.

Of course, as the family's power and wealth grew, so did their mansion, and their garden became more and more magnificent.

"The garden seems to have grown too."

The former small garden of violets turned into a field of peonies, and their fountain grew in size.

The sculpture of an angel pouring water into a bucket also resembled the work of a sculptor of extraordinary skill.

Besides, offhand, the number of bustling servants here exceeded even those who serve the duke.

Before my departure from the empire, the state of the Sios family was not so prominent.

The Marquis became prime minister, and his power grew by leaps and bounds.

Only one line in the report was devoted to this, but what he saw with his own eyes now far exceeded all expectations.

When I saw the magnificent view of the estate, I suddenly thought of a family that once shone brighter than others in the country.

"Duke Drua."

Duke Drua, one of the founders of the Empire, and the longest in power.

When the duke's prestige was at its peak, people used to say that he was the true monarch of our empire.