Vol. 6 Chapter 2 - I Will Become A Parvenu

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Shannon cocked her head to look at the escort’s face.

Dark brown hair that is almost black, with deep blue eyes

Shannon had never seen the escort before.

He was such a beautiful man that she would never forget seeing him.

But it was as far from Shannon’s taste as heaven and earth.

Shannon preferred a pure smiley face with white skin that screamed cutely when trampled.

“Who are you? Move out of my way!”

Shannon yelled, and all she got was cold eyes with no warmth in them.

“Mother! Mother! Mother!”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

After a few knocks, the door burst open from the inside.

Camilla’s eyes were colder than the arrogant escort’s.

“Shannon.”

Camilla, with a low sigh, called her daughter’s name and looked up and down at her.

Puffy eyes, rumpled hair.

Shannon was briefly embarrassed by her own appearance, which would have fallen far short of her mother’s expectations.

“What are you up to now? So unladylike.”

Camilla’s voice was low, as if she was aware of Cedric’s presence in the room.

“Mother, is it true that you will marry me to the North?”

“Let’s talk about it later.”

Camilla sternly admonished her whimpering daughter and turned around.

Shannon, on the other hand, clung to Camilla with tenacity.

“Just tell me if it’s true or not. To the Marquis of Whiterot, to that monster, do you really……”

“Yes.”

Camilla, who didn’t want to hear a long, desperate voice, eventually admitted the truth.

“That’s right.”

“……!”

Shannon was taken aback by the quick response.

Who exactly is the Marquis of Whiterot?

Because he was such a devilish human being, the scandal spread all the way here.

“How…”

Shannon clutched Camilla with a broken heart.

“Mother, how can you do this to me……”

“He is a great man who has spent centuries defending the barren land of the north. But are you accusing people of nothing more than a few rumors?”

Camilla is so cold-hearted that if she was stabbed with a needle, not even a drop of blood would come out. Shannon had a feeling, based on her mother’s reaction, that her mother had already made up her mind.

“N-No, I don’t want to! I can never go! I don’t want to go, Mother! I’m not going!”

Camilla took off her crying daughter’s hand.

“Whether you go or not is entirely up to me, Shannon.”

Camilla shifted her cold gaze to the next man.

“In the future, he will be your escort.”

“E-escort?”

“Yeah. Haven’t you been pleading for an escort all along?”

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