THE VILLAINESS TURNS THE HOURGLASS

Chapter 103. The Future Different From The Past, Part IX

Chapter 103. The Future Different From The Past, Part IX

Translator: Khan

Editor Group: Liber Reverie

"Maybe... I think so."

Because they didn't even want to call her name, Aria became known as 'that person' in no time. Nevertheless, the princess wanted to see her face once. She wondered what face the fox-like girl had, who had bewitched her blunt brother.

Isis ordered one of her servants to call Aria. Then Mielle suggested with an awkward smile, "Why don't you think about it?"

"Why? I'm just trying to call her because she doesn't say hello."

"It's not the kind of person the princess is going to meet. I'm sure you'll just feel bad."

"Really? Then I'll have to meet her even more. That person will be poisonous to Lady Mielle."

Mielle bit her lips with a very awkward face. It seemed that Mielle did not want Isis to meet Aria. Isis's mind was full of questions because it was the first time Mielle was so hyper-contradictory.

And the question was settled neatly after a while when Aria appeared.

"I'm sorry I'm late, Princess Frederick. I'm Aria."

The graceful bending gesture of her knees showed no fault. Based on the rumors, Aria had been doing the mischievous acts the princess was about to find fault with and scold her harshly as soon as she had come to the mansion, but when she personally met Aria, she could not think of anything to scold her about.

'Besides, isn't that face pretty?' She was the daughter of a prostitute, who had lured the count and made herself the countess. The new maid, who brought out Aria's teacup, stopped Isis, who was looking at Aria from head to toe.

Isis was awakened by the slight noise the new maid made. She then said in a calm manner,

"... I'm pleased. I guess you weren't feeling well, were you?"

Aria nodded to the inevitable rebuke.

"Not really, but I decided that it's difficult to visit the princess first with a humble body."

As the daughter of the prostitute, she was quite adept at coping with the situation. Isis's mouth went up.

"I see. It's my fault. I should have called you first. Sit down."

Aria sat down, putting down a box that made Isis curious since she didn't know why Aria had brought it. Despite the addition of unnecessary movements, Aria showed graceful, clean movements, and Isis narrowed her eyes and observed her carefully.

'When did she learn that? She's learned such a good etiquette in just two years? She's just the daughter of a vulgar prostitute, right?'

It was hard to believe. At the sight of Isis, who was watching Aria thoroughly, Mielle's complexion gradually turned pale. Mielle seemed to think that the evaluation of Aria that was mimicking the nobles might have increased.

But Isis had no intention of doing so. It might seem plausible on the surface, but it was empty inside. Being from a humble and dirty background, even though the way she dressed and ate changed, her origin could not be changed.

"Have you adapted yourself to the family of Count Roscent?"

"I'm trying."

"It's been two years, and it's not enough to just try. You shouldn't bring dishonor to the family of the count."