Emily
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Chapter 22 "...Y-yes, that's correct. There is no limit on your betting amount, and you may participate in any game here without restriction on the number of rounds. The VVIP exclusive lounge is located on the left side of the second floor, where you can relax at your leisure." Shana recommended poker and blackjack, which were the most popular games at the casino, but Florence shook her head. *Card games involve playing with other people, so I'd better avoid them. Today I'll only play games I…-
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Chapter 21 [To my wife, this is my first gift to you. Please think of it as a husband's desperate attempt to look good.] Edelston's languid, relaxed appearance might have been just a facade. Whatever he was in such a hurry about, he was pushing forward like a boar with its tail on fire—it was almost absurd. *But what a pity, I'm planning to get completely cleaned out at the casino club, to the point where I'll have to sell everything he sent me.* Feeling somewhat uneasy in conscience,…
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Chapter 20 Perhaps it was because he was so good-looking on the outside, or perhaps they had tried to win him over to their side. There had been a few bold young ladies who tried to seduce him, but they all ended in tragedy—crushed under charges of treason. *If things go wrong, what if he crushes the Sinclair family too?* Wanting to avoid getting entangled with such a frightening person altogether, Florence had been careful not to create any point of contact with Edelston. That was why the…
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Chapter 19 Thanks to his exploits, the Emperor, who now wielded strong imperial authority, insisted, "Edelston is my brother," and everyone nodded in front of him, but behind his back they never stopped doubting. After all, he bore no resemblance whatsoever to either the late Emperor or the current Emperor—starting from the color of their hair. Moreover, she knew well from Edelston's hound-like work that forming the wrong alliance could bring down an entire house. The Viscount Leroy family,…
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Chapter 18 It would have been so much better if he had just pretended not to notice, but instead he smiled and made an awkward remark. Danya, who had been slyly pushing the luggage back with her foot, looked back and forth between the two with a caught-in-the-act expression. Ah, the pain of having a tactless, empty-headed maid as your personal attendant. In the end, Florence stepped in with a calm smile to smooth things over. "No. I was going to unpack the luggage I brought from…
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Chapter 17 "Even if Lady Mariann were to return, I still held the wedding ceremony with you before the altar of the Lord, did I not? Nothing would have changed. You must take responsibility for taking my chastity." At the words "chastity" and "responsibility," Viscount Raoul lifted his tear-streaked face and stared at Florence. Her uncle's gaze seemed to ask, "Did you two consummate the marriage last night?" and she suddenly felt wronged. "No, that 'responsibility' is—!" Just as she was…
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Chapter 16 *My uncle and aunt are coming, so I need to prepare.* She had come in unconscious and empty-handed, so leaving shouldn't be difficult. She just had to take Danya and go. Lowering her voice, she gave Danya instructions. "Danya, call Miranda. And you, go straight to your room, pack the luggage you brought when you came here, and wait." "...Excuse me? Y-yes." Danya tilted her head at the puzzling instructions but left the bedroom without a word. Though she lacked tact, she was…
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Chapter 15 *My shoe!* Only then did she realize that her left foot felt empty. She must have lost one somewhere during the commotion. Just as she staggered and nearly fell again, the Grand Duke quickly scooped her back up, as if seizing the opportunity. "You're still not up to it. As I thought, I'll have to carry you there." "It's not that, I just lost one shoe..." "You can't walk barefoot on the floor, can you?" Watching the Grand Duke stride forward again, Florence decided to just…
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Chapter 14 "Florence." A dark voice, like his jet-black hair, faintly echoed in her ears. Looking at the countless daggers and throwing stars embedded in the spot where she had been standing, she only then realized that she had nearly been reduced to a bloody mess and killed. "...Ugh." Having been pulled back from death's door by the narrowest of margins, tears streamed endlessly from Florence's eyes. In fact, she was so dazed that she didn't even realize she was crying. Completely…
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Chapter 13 As expected, he was not an easy person to read. Whether he was skilled at controlling his expressions or genuinely meant what he said, she simply couldn't tell. *This isn't right.* Florence decided to stop talking altogether. Every time she heard words like "wife" or "husband," it felt awkward and uncomfortable. "...It looks delicious." Deciding to focus on the food laid out before her, she kept stuffing herself with the elegantly plated fluffy waffles, raspberry preserves,…
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