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Chapter 67 I was startled when I saw who had entered through the open door. Behind him, Moa gave me an awkward smile. That person is… The man wheeling in the lunch trolley was the head chef of the palace kitchen. I knew him because I'd visited the kitchen not long ago. What did I say to him back then? I rolled my eyes around as I looked over the two food carts that the head chef and Moa were bringing in. No, wait. Before that, why did I go there in the first place? I quickly…-
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Chapter 66 ……Damn that author. I silently ground my teeth. Because Lucior's half-sister, Seliann, had been a major character, the original novel contained quite a lot of information about her and her family. But nothing had ever mentioned circumstances this absurd. All it had said was: That was it. There was no way something like this could be explained in a single sentence! Seliann had approached Reijina under the pretext of taking revenge on the Duchess who had abused her…
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Chapter 65 The reason Seliann never blamed or resented the son of the woman who had tormented her was simple. Because she and Lucior had looked so much alike. They were both abused children. Of course, Seliann had been so tormented and desperate that she probably would have accepted help from anyone, even if that person happened to be the woman's son. Regardless, the fact that Lucior—the Duchess's own biological son—had been in such a state made it easy to prove the Duchess's…
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Chapter 64 Lucior continued to feel guilty about the excuses he'd kept coming up with. About trying to take advantage of a child who wasn't really a troublemaker at all. A child who was merely being manipulated by the Empress. A child who was, in truth, incredibly kind, gentle, and warm-hearted. The fact that he was trying to use someone like that made him feel ashamed of himself. “……” Seliann quietly watched her half-brother as he wallowed in self-reproach. He's grown up far…
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Chapter 63 “What do you mean, what should I do?” I continued speaking as I watched the Duchess bite her lip and approach us. “If you like each other, then you should date.” “Should we? Then let’s do that. I’d be honored.” The Duchess’s face, which had looked almost demonic moments ago, went deathly pale. When two children say they like each other and promise to start seeing one another, it might seem nothing more than an adorable little exchange. But when the children…
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Chapter 62 I looked around at the bewildered faces, searching for an empty seat, but there wasn't a single one. “……” As I approached, the ladies of the nobility stood awkwardly, but none of them offered me a seat. No. They didn't even bow. The looks they gave me were unmistakably filled with contempt and discomfort. Hah. From their perspective, I suppose my sudden appearance might have made me seem like an unwelcome guest. But I'd arrived together with Lucior, the guest of…
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Chapter 61 Hmm. He doesn't believe me. “I just... I just feel like flipping it over.” Why would a troublemaker need a reason to cause trouble? If they don't like something, they simply make a mess of it. “It looks like you don't want to be there.” Lucior stared at me for a moment before abruptly turning his head back toward the window. “Yeah.” “Huh?” “Do whatever you want, Your Highness.” I smiled contentedly. As expected, Lucior had wanted me to do…
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Chapter 60 The chemise dress was an old-fashioned design that had been popular back in her grandmother's grandmother's day. And then there were the unfamiliar shoes. Amela immediately thought of their biggest flaw. They might be fine for a casual outing, but there was no way anyone could dance properly while wearing shoes like these. They were designed to slip off far too easily, and no proper lady would willingly wear footwear that could lead to such an embarrassing mishap. “Make them…
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Chapter 59 “Wow, it's pretty! It's so pretty, Re!” “Not bad.” Fabiel's reaction was understandable since he supported everything I did, but even Lucior, who had grown up as the son of a high-ranking noble, reacted quite positively. The pale yellow dress Greda had made didn't look anything like a nightgown or undergarment. There were adorable little frills around the collar, evenly gathered pleats along the sleeves, ribbons decorating the waist, and elegant lace trimming the…
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Chapter 58 “Are you the person in charge here?” “Yes, I am.” Greda hurriedly bowed her head. Greda was a commoner. She had entered the imperial palace as an ordinary maid and was assigned to the dressmaking workshop for the simple reason that she was good with her hands. Over time, she had risen to become the person in charge, but bowing her head to a noble attendant was only natural. “I’ve reviewed the budget proposal.” “...Pardon?” “I’ve brought the fabrics and…
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