Chapter 29

Translator: Skye Editor: herkawaiidramas

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In a tower next to Freesia's salon was a man whose face was brimming with confusion.

'That woman, what's her aim?'

Max couldn't understand why Juvellian had looked at him with such eyes and why she continued to be so nice to him.

'What does she want from me'

He let out a sigh. He felt vexed, recalling the look in her eyesshe didn't seem to hold any ulterior motives but she didn't seem to hold any expectations either.

Suddenly, a bitter sense of discomfort arose.

'How pathetic. I won't be seeing that woman anymore, so why do I even care?'

Max tried to erase the woman from his head, but strangely enough, the image of her friendly eyes and smiling face kept coming to mind.

'Damn it!'

The moment a nasty frown marred Max's face, the door opened.

Oh, my. Your Highness, why do you have such an expression on?

Stop saying useless things and if you have something to tell me, just spit it out. Max responded to Freesia's words in a chilling voice.

'Making a fuss even when I'm just trying to look out for him.'

Although she was feeling quite upset, Freesia composed herself, mindful of her facial expression in front of her master, and told him, Oh, it's just that the one who is currently acting as your stand-in, Victor, sent a message.

About what?

Ah, he said that since Your Highness keeps pushing back your return, it seems they've gotten suspicious as the Emperor's envoy is refusing to go back.

In other words, the envoy was staying back to act as a spy.

A sardonic smile appeared on Max's face.

To think that the one who initially put off my return indefinitely after I announced I'd be coming back is the same one who is getting all impatient now.

Max continued dryly, Relay a message to Victor. Tell him to continue acting like me without any mistakes.

Yes, Your Highness.

After saying goodbye, Freesia turned around to leave when she suddenly recalled something.

Oh, and about Lady Floyen. I'm afraid it seems likely that she'll be looked down upon at the party, and there's also a rumor that she has a bad relationship with her father.

Just when Max thought he had managed to rid all thoughts of her from his head, it had been all for naught thanks to Freesia.

You don't have to report on her affairs from now on, he said, his face crumpling in a hostile manner.

'You were so curious before, so why the sudden change of heart?' Freesia thought. It was a little odd, but she only nodded her head, used to her master's fickleness.

I understand, she replied and began leaving the room until a low voice suddenly stopped her.

Where are you going?

Pardon? she asked in bewilderment.

Her master responded coolly, Don't you think you should still take charge and finish the current matter at least?

'Why in the world is he being like this?'

The thoughts running through her master's head were like a storm that she could not keep up with, no matter how hard she tried.

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Miss Daffodil, have you decided whether you'll be attending Count Arlo's party this week?

Yes, of course I should attend. What about you, Miss Cosmos?

I plan on attending as well.

Nobles gathered in Madam Freesia's salon, hiding under aliases and masks, were busy talking about Count Arlo's party over the weekend.

It was because the subject at the center of their conversations was someone who would be attending the party.

I'm really curious as to who Lady Floyen's partner will be. What do you think, madam?

As all eyes turned to her, Freesiawho was quietly drinking expensive liquor at the corner of the tablelet out a meaningful laugh.

I wonder. I think she'll probably enter with her relative, Sir Ronel, ormaybe she'll enter alone?

Oh my, why do you think that?

Freesia took a sip of the pumpkin-colored liquid in her glass before parting her red lips to explain.

If she were to enter with another man after recently ending things with Lord Mikhail, that would only fan the flames of the scandal. But if she were to enter with Sir Ronel, or by herself, she can avoid immediate criticism.

Everyone was amazed by her plausible words.

Well, then again, if it's Lady Floyen, even if she were to make her entrance alone, it wouldn't be much of a blow.

That's because there are still plenty of young lords who have admired her for a long time despite all the talk about her behavior.

You're right, madam! As expected, you're quite wise.

The ends of Freesia's eyes curled elegantly as she smiled at the praise.

Thank you, but to be honest, I'm not sure. It's just a guess.

Even if it's a guess, it's amazing!

Freesia's smile deepened.

'I think it's you people who are amazing, not being able to use your brains to deduce something so obvious.'

Of course, it wasn't a bad feeling being the center of attention, even if the subject of their cheering was not her directly.

The corners of Freesia's mouth rose faintly as she took a sip of her drink.

But will you be attending the party as well, madam?

At the question, Freesia was reminded of what her master had said earlier.

In other words, she was told to watch over Juvellian and clean up any trouble. And as if that wasn't enough