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    • RBSP 14

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      by Sylvie Hart 🪐 — Chapter 14 I’m Retiring as the Socialite’s Punching Bag! Karloy Windsor. My dear fiancé. Truly, there was not a single thing about him that was of any help in my life. Even as a noble, I had no connections to the royal family. How many chances would I ever get to have a private conversation with a prince? And here he was—a hindrance ruining one of the few moments of good fortune in my life. Right. Ever since I became engaged to him, good luck was a luxury in my life, and happiness was a absurd…
    • RBSP 13

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      by Sylvie Hart 🪐 — Chapter 13 The Social Butterfly's Scandalous Retirement! Fortunately, the train station was relatively quiet. Only a few people had gathered around the enormous train, which was billowing clouds of steam. “The guests who arrived earlier are already on board. The train is scheduled to depart at the appointed time, so please feel free to look around before boarding.” The man handed me a paper ticket. Decorated in blue and gold, it had my name and seat number printed on it. “Have a pleasant…
    • RBSP 12

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      by Sylvie Hart 🪐 — Chapter 12 A carriage laden with gold ornaments arrived in front of the Gloucester mansion. It was such a magnificent sight that even the servants couldn't help but steal glances. Even Count Gloucester, who was never outdone when it came to money, had never thought to decorate a carriage with gold. If an ornament fell off, it would be a loss, after all. However, the person who had sent this carriage was someone who didn't care about such trifling losses. "My beloved Ria!" The Count, who had been…
    • RBSP 11

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      by Sylvie Hart 🪐 — Chapter 11 For the first time in a long while, I made up my mind. A shopping spree! That was the only form of revenge and emotional release available to me right now. The carriage arrived at the fashion district. Among the streets packed with dress shops, the very first place I intended to visit was already set in my mind. "Madame, it’s been a while." "Lady Gloria! It truly has been far too long!" Madame Celine greeted me with warm enthusiasm. Ever since my debut, Celine's Boutique was the place…
    • RBSP 10

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      by Sylvie Hart 🪐 — Chapter 10 The Windsor family’s townhouse was always quiet—desolate, even. Not a single visitor crossed its threshold, and true to Karl's nature, he kept a minimal household staff. Only the townhouse steward, an aide, and a handful of servants lived there quietly. Yet even those few servants had recently begun to realize that things were taking a strange turn. "It really is strange." During a brief moment while Karl stepped away, the servants gathered together. Every single one of them wore a…
    • RBSP 9

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      by Sylvie Hart 🪐 — Chapter 9 For two days after that, I stayed strictly inside the house. Although there was a reading circle I attended regularly, I simply couldn’t bring myself to sit there with a plastered-on smile and spout foolish nonsense like, "Oh, it seems Auster truly loved Jane from the bottom of his heart!" The less I moved, the more the Count badgered me. Somehow, he had even managed to get his hands on the guest list for an upcoming gathering Prince Ian Hibernia was attending. In the past, he had never…
    • RBSP 8

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      by Sylvie Hart 🪐 — Chapter 8 The Society's Punching Bag, I’m Retiring! Maintaining the brightest high-society smile we could muster, we finally parted ways when someone's voice called out, searching for Ian. "I worry I may have stolen far too much of Your Highness's precious time. You are the guest of honor at this event, after all—I cannot monopolize you all to myself." "Conversing with My Lady has been my absolute pleasure. Do enjoy the rest of your day." The moment he departed, I finally allowed myself a deep,…
    • RBSP 7

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      by Sylvie Hart 🪐 — Chapter 7 The Society's Punching Bag, I’m Retiring! The railways of the Kingdom of Hibernia had first opened five years ago. Initially, nobles who were skeptical of the railway's commercial viability refused to open their domains, resulting in tracks being laid only sparingly around the royal territories. However, just a single year after opening, the tourism business exploded into a massive success, ushering in a completely new era. Unlike the quiet first opening that had been met with ridicule from…
    • RBSP 6

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      by Sylvie Hart 🪐 — Chapter 6 The Society's Punching Bag, I’m Retiring! "Good heavens, My Lady! You look breathtakingly gorgeous!" The summer new arrivals from Larsson's shop featured a style that boldly bared the neck and shoulders—not a style frequently seen in the rather conservative high society of the kingdom. However, by utilizing a crisp, lightweight green fabric, it ensured optimal ventilation, while the hemline sat gracefully above the calf to add an extra touch of cooling comfort. Given that summers in the…
    • RBSP 5

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      by Sylvie Hart 🪐 — Chapter 5 The Society's Punching Bag, I’m Retiring! Karlroy Windsor. Born as the only son between Duke Alixey Windsor and Princess Adelaide Mary of Hibernia, he had grown up lacking nothing in the world. The northern dukedom had developed various industries to ward off the bitter cold, with fuel being its most specialized trade. Heston wood was treated as its primary specialty, and this special timber stood as one of the most widely used types of firewood across the entire kingdom. What changed the…
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