Chapter 36

Translator: Skye Editor: Kassy PR: Shano

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'Haa, why does his face look like that again? Don't tell me, is it delayed puberty?'

He seemed moodier than usual today. I was going to ask him what was wrong but he was faster.

Running away you say, but wouldn't that make life more difficult for you? he asked in a dull voice.

I nodded and quipped back, Hm, well, I'd be happier living a penniless life than I would be if I were to marry the Crown prince.

Even though inheritance would be out of the question if I decided to run away, I'd still be able to make a considerable amount of money just by selling the precious jewels currently in my possession.

'Well, even if I can't receive any inheritance, I think I can still make a living by engaging in business.'

Although I would have to give up on my dream of living as a rich and unemployed individual, the idea of running away didn't seem too bad.

'It would be a good idea to start preparing for it now, just in case.'

A low pitched voice suddenly interrupted my thoughts.

I'm leaving.

Wait!

At the sight of him leaving before I even had a chance to say anything, I could only let out a sigh when I came to my senses.

Ah, he could've at least given me his answer first before leaving.

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Freesia stared quietly at Regis as he reviewed the materials she had presented to him.

'I really hope he doesn't catch on.'

She began breaking out into a spine-chilling cold sweat. There was an hour leftan hour she had barely managed to drag outof the two she had promised her lord.

Looking through these files, it doesn't seem like there's anything new or different from what you showed me last time, Regis said, closing the folder.

Seeing him about to get up, Freesia calmly added, There's no way. If you look closely

Yulia.

Her face hardened at the name that came from the duke's mouth. If he was calling her by her real name, it usually meant he was warning her.

I don't know what you're up to, but I won't make another deal with you if you try to pull another trick like this ever again.

I still have some information left, are you sure you want to leave? Freesia asked as she saw him fully rise from his seat.

As soon as the words passed her lips, the man who had been sporting a fierce look in his eyes until just now, quietly sat back down.

A smile arose on Freesia's face.

'Now I'm curious as to what kind of person Lady Floyen is, to make not only my lord but also this scary person so obedient.'

So, what is it that you have to show me?

Freesia handed over another file.

Here it is.

'I was hoping to use this a little later, but it can't be helped.'

Freesia used her trump card. As Regis reviewed the documents, a menacing look flared in his eyes.

Is this true?

Instead of answering, Freesia simply nodded and lifted her teacup. After taking a sip of her tea, she placed the cup down and smiled.

Have you ever seen me make a mistake?

Regis stood up with a stiffened face.

I'm leaving.

Freesia stared at the duke's retreating figure for a moment before glancing at the clock.

'Hm, it's a bit earlier than the time I promised His Highnessbut I'm sure he'll be fine.'

She picked up the teacup again, gulping down the rest of the cooled tea, and placed it back down on the saucer roughly.

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Crash!

A harsh sound echoed through the room.

'That woman, what's her deal?'

Mikhail's face twisted as he glared at the broken fragments of a shattered liquor bottle.

'Why is she ignoring me!?'

The moment he had seen Juvellian being carried out of the ballroom, he had become worried and ended up sending her an invitation. But he had yet to receive any reply from her.

'Why? I even apologized this time'

He had been praised as a genius since he was a young child, so it was his first time yielding to someone else and making the first move. Despite this, he was still rejected, so it inevitably hurt his pride.

'Shit, what the hell went wrong?'

Despite him contacting her again and even apologizing, she wasn't making any attempts to chase after him.

He was now the one staring at her back.

'Fine, I'm going to pretend that a woman like her.doesn't even exist anymore.'

Coming to a decision, he then turned around, but the pungent smell of alcohol made his head spin.

Perhaps it was because he was drunk, a terrible illusion emerged in his head.

Mikhail clenched his fist and punched the wall.

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Bang!

Returning to his hideout, Max opened and slammed the door behind him like a temperamental enemy. Startled by the sound, Freesia placed a hand over her chest and glared at him.

'He's back earlier than I thought. But why does he look so upset?'

As Max plopped down on the sofa irritably, Freesia glanced at him and asked, Did something not go well?

It's none of your business.

She furrowed her brows at his cold reply.

'It's because of that personality of his that I can't clarify the bad rumors about him that go around among the nobles.'

As she was inwardly cursing him, Max addressed her in a low voice,

Freesia. What does it mean when a woman says she's going to run away to avoid her fiance?

There was a moment of silence before Freesia responded with a smile.

Well, isn't it obvious? It means she really hates him.

When he heard the expected answer, Max's face became terribly distorted.

'She hates me that much?'

When he clenched his fist, Freesia tried to prod for some hints.

So, what happened that caused you to become so angry like this?

Max frowned and tried to brush her off coldly again, I said it's none of your

Perhaps you proposed to her but she said she wanted to run away from you?

As soon as he heard her assumption, Max felt his head grow hot.

Who are you accusing of proposing!! On the contrary, that woman