TVTLQ - Chapter 147
The Villainess Wants To Live Quietly
"It's very appropriate because she has a pretty and kind heart, and she's the same age as His Highness the Crown Prince."
Estelle blushed as if she was embarrassed.
Because it looked so simple and pretty, the women all commented on it.
"Yes. Miss Montrose is fine too."
"He's not like kids these days. He's so kind."
It was rewarding to attend every meeting and please the old ladies.
They gave Estelle the response she wanted.
Estelle acted more embarrassed every time people complimented her.
However, her gaze secretly examined the Marchioness Herne.
What she needed most now was the favor of someone who could actually give her the strength to marry the Crown Prince.
"..."
But the Marchioness just drank tea without saying anything.
Estelle became anxious.
The lady who received her gaze asked the Marchioness instead of Estelle.
"Ma'am, don't you know anything else? His Majesty the Emperor gave a separate message to you...."
"How can I speak rashly of His Majesty the Emperor's will?"
The Marchioness drew the line.
At a time when everyone could not ask any more questions due to her stern attitude, she added.
"It seems that His Highness the Crown Prince has someone in mind, so you will hear news soon. Maybe we can announce their engagement during this banquet."
"Oh, he's engaged? With whom?"
"Well. Don't you know yourself who is his favorite person?"
That meant that it would not be Estelle who did not receive any signal.
After the meeting, Estelle returned to the Duke's residence alone.
Originally, Derek was always by her side, but lately, he had been busy with personal matters, so someone else was in charge of escorting her.
"Ahh!"
She came into the room and threw a cushion.
"Engaged?"
The Marchioness vaguely suggested that it might be so, but she can't say something like that without giving any indication.
There is a woman the Crown Prince has in mind.
The moment Estelle heard those words, she thought of Rosenia.
Rosenia, who always obstructed her path and is still Interfering with it even now.
"She also took the Duke away from me."
Now she's even trying to seduce the Crown Prince? Estelle's body trembled.
Estelle couldn't control her boiling anger.
When Estelle heard that Rosenia had finally begun dating the Duke, she was angry but also relieved at the thought that the Crown Prince was at least hers.
But now he can't even feel that relief.
"Why do you keep taking what's mine!"
Estelle needed a safe place.
So, these are the things she chose.
Her current life was unstable.
Even as she fell asleep in her warm, soft bed, she often had nightmares, fearing that she might be kicked out at any moment.
"After all, I have to get rid of her right now."
She has to kill Rosenia so that she can no longer disturb her.
Derek told her to wait as he would take care of everything.
But waiting is only a day or two.
Estelle didn't want to wait any longer.
Even now, things that should be hers are being taken away one by one.
It was obvious that if she continued like this, she would end up alone and miserable.
"Whoa."
Estelle caught her breath.
The eyes that had burned with anger calmed down.
But it was not the look in the eyes of someone who had given up.
Rather, it was dark and ominous.
She clicked on her shoes and headed in front of the mirror.
A beautiful woman was on the other side of the mirror.
If Derek doesn't faithfully do what she wants, she can do it herself.
Besides, she still had many men to throw away.
There is an idiot here in the annex right now who will do whatever she wants if she just stretches out her hand.
Estelle, looking at herself through the mirror, took off a layer of the clothes she was wearing.
There wasn't a single hesitation to be found in her.
***
“Miss Rosenia.”
"Yes."
"Is there anything you want to say to me?"
Inside the carriage heading to Dentz.
Calix, who was sitting across from me, asked kindly.
Today was the first day of the summer festival.
Because there were more people and carriages on the streets than usual. It was taking longer to cover the same distance.
And I was spending all that long time observing Calix.
"Is there something on my face? It seems like you just keep looking at me...."
"The Duke is so handsome that I just stare at you. You must be handsome if you ask for something."
"..."
"So don't worry about me."
Calix kept his mouth shut, probably speechless at the words I had uttered without even putting saliva on my lips.
I will report this directly.
I've been looking for Mr. Dominic in Calix these days. I thought and wondered if there was something I might have missed.
'I can't believe I see Mr. Dominic In Calix.'
I really didn't think I could do this to Dominic.
Mr. Dominic and Calix were worlds apart.
There are many metaphors that can be used to compare two people, such as angels and devils, big people and small people, etc.
But the reason why I suddenly had this thought...
'Pierre, aren't you curious about what Calix is hiding?'
It was because Rexed's words, which he whispered as if there was a great secret hidden, stayed in my mind.
Calix is playing tricks on me.
And somehow it occurred to me that the secret might be the same suspicion I had had when I first met Mr. Dominic.
'No, that can't be happening.'
We've already confirmed that Dominic is not Calix.
I tried many different methods to resolve my doubts.
And I even witnessed the two of them together.
'Besides, there's no reason for Calix to hide himself and work under me in the first place.'
Dominic worked very hard until my failed confession ended our relationship.
Although he was under a contract that allowed him to work relatively freely, he often worked overtime with me and eventually even showed up to work almost every day.
'Besides, there was a clause in the contract.'
This means that matters that were carried out at Pierre's level with me cannot be disclosed or carried out to the outside world.
Even if Calix had come under my wing while hiding his appearance as an industrial spy, as long as that clause was in place, there would have been nothing he could actually gain.
Therefore, I decided that Mr. Dominic was not Calix.
But now, suddenly...
"Whoa."
I sighed out loud.
I think it was because I had a dream about the two of them together.
If it weren't for that dream, I wouldn't have been so distraught.
"Are you not feeling well?"
"No. It's nothing."
Even though Calix has the same pen-twirling habit as Mr. Dominic.
Even though I feel like he knows me very well as he has perfectly accommodated my needs during the week he escorts me.
The carriage arrived at Dentz.
Today we visited here to try on clothes to wear at the imperial banquet.
In fact, the clothes were almost ready and the visit was to check for the last time to see if there were any inconveniences.
When I opened the door and entered, Blanc greeted me.
It was a face I hadn't seen in a very long time.
"Welcome, Vice President! Oh, sorry. Now you are the owner of the top."
"Hello, Blanc."
Blanc's gaze fell on Calix as he bowed to me.
He only received an order for clothes, but this would be his first time actually meeting Calix.
I introduced Calix to Blanc.
"This is Duke Altemir... He is the person I am dating, and he is also the person who will be trying on the clothes you prepared today."
"It is an honor to meet you, Duke! It's called Blanc Dentz."
“Calix Altemir.”
Calix answered briefly and elegantly shook Blanc's hand.
Soon, an employee approached and guided Calix to an internal locker room.
When we were alone in the hall, Blanc quickly approached and whispered.
"President, where did you meet someone like that again?"
"What are you talking about?"
When asked back the other person's absurd question, Blanc jumped up and down in excitement.
"The president inspires me in everyone I meet! Is it because you have a great eye? I think I met my second muse today!"
"Second Muse?"
"Yes! Mr. Willock has unfortunately gone far away. It was a bit of a slump after that... I think I just met someone who can help me overcome that slump!"
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