Try Begging

Episode 213

As she came out of the elevator on the floor where the president's office was, she looked back at the two bodyguards who had been following her like shadows for a while.

"Please do not enter the secretary's office."

I pointed to the sofa in the hallway, but the bodyguards were as persistent as my employer. Grace finally gave up and went into the secretary's office with the bodyguards as if she were a big star.

"Good morning."

The president, who was about to enter the office, stopped when he saw her. He looked like he had seen a ghost. Grace ignored the confused stares following her and pointed to the sofa in the middle of the secretary's office for the security guards.

I walked past it and stopped on my way to the desk. I ended up picking up the December issue of Modern Lady, which I had pretended not to have seen all month, from the coffee table.

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She was sitting at her desk, calmly opening a magazine, when she suddenly burst into laughter. Nothing had changed, but everything had changed.

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A variety of desserts, from eclairs and colorful macarons to crepes, profiteroles, and soufflés, are served on the tea table in child-friendly sizes.

"What next?"

When the Count asked, the child who was sitting on his lap and tapping his foot cried out, pointing with his finger to one of the many plates.

"That!"

"this?"

The child nodded and opened his mouth as the Count reached for the profiteroles topped with chocolate sauce and crushed pistachios. He put the dessert in the child's mouth and asked,

"delicious?"

The child shut his mouth tightly and groaned, then opened his eyes wide and nodded his head vigorously. Pierce's eyes, watching the Count wipe the chocolate off the child's mouth with a napkin with a helpless smile, were still saying that he couldn't believe it.

When he was instructed to inquire about the woman who bought toys at the department store, Pierce didn't think much of it. But the next day, he was suddenly ordered to buy a bunch of toys from the department store and fill the suite with them. He was also told that the Count would be bringing a child and a woman that day, so he was to keep the remaining employees at the hotel completely silent and call them "Miss and Madam."

It was only then that I became half in doubt.

Are you the count's illegitimate child?

The reason he couldn't be convinced even with obvious evidence was because the subject was a count who hated women.

The suspicion became a certainty when a child who looked exactly like the Count was carried out of the car last night by the Count.

The surprise didn't stop there. Who would have thought that the woman who gave birth to the Earl's illegitimate child would be Sally Bristol?

In some ways, she was the only woman who had been rumored to have an affair, so she was the most reasonable person to have. It was quite common for nobles and the wealthy to have illegitimate children with their maids, so I tried to think that it wasn't particularly surprising.

However, the way Sally, who was just a maid in the annex, treated the Count was shocking. From the way she addressed him, to the overly informal title of 'you' instead of 'Your Majesty' or 'you'.