It was a word he never thought would come out of Bridget's mouth.
"Business investment?"
"Yes, business investment."
"What are you talking about all of a sudden? What do you know about business?"
Isaac was right.
Bridget doesn't know much about business.
She had no idea how the business worked, which businesses were worth investing in and which weren't...
But she knew what business would make a big splash shortly.
"Yes, I don't know. Where did you hear It? It's said that those among the nobles who had quick information invested in the trade of the Kingdom of Cartania. They opened up new trade routes or something. You know all about that, right?"
Bridget subtly lifted Isaac up, speaking neither too lightly nor too heavily.
"I heard there's a trading ship about to set sail. I'd like you to look into it and invest in it under my name."
"I didn't know you were interested in investing. You listened to stories like that. Is that all you remember?"
Isaac's head spun quickly.
When it came to business, he was a very quick calculation.
'You opened a new trade route? If that's true, it would be a jackpot .'
How did Bridget know such advanced information? Did you get to know it while hanging out with Countess Spencer?
Isaac felt he had to gather relevant information right away.
It's hard to hear about things like this, but once you know that they exist, digging up the information isn't that difficult.
It's not difficult to invest in any business under Bridget's name.
Any amount that suits his mood will be fine.
First, if it is certain information that can be called money, it cannot stop at that level.
"I'll find out. I'll find out right away."
He ran down the stairs quickly.
Bridget chuckled as she watched his back.
'From those who have nothing but property, property is the only thing that can be taken away.'
Bridget wasn't the only one who had been in and out of court when she was called to court for divorce proceedings in the past.
There were a lot of people coming and going there.
The judges heard the cases in the order they came in, regardless of their status.
So, criminal trials and civil trials were held in the same courtroom.
While Bridget waited for her trial to begin, she listened to the men fighting and swearing at each other from the sidelines.
He was yelling so loudly that she had no choice but to listen. The trial of those who lost their investment funds in the Kingdom of Cartania's trade business coincided with Bridget's divorce trial.
She happened to be present at the beginning and the end of that trial.
Just as the people involved there were increasingly familiar with and trained in Bridget's trial. Bridget had also heard the details of their trial so many times that she knew everything about it.
The Kingdom of Cartania's trade was one of the most illustrious failures in history, bringing ruin to many nobles.
'Because the trade routes and ports that we had monopolized were taken away due to the war.'
There is no business in war.
***
I who returned to my room, could barely catch my breath.
'I'm tired.'
But there was a sense of joy that came from knowing that everything was going according to plan.
Penelope was being dragged away violently.
Isaac ran in a panic after hearing the investment information.
And the public sentiment has become fierce.
Satisfied, but not yet.
I called Anna.
Anna was still upset about what happened earlier.
"Anyone can clearly see that the woman is the culprit, but the master still doesn't kick her out. Just look at her behavior just now. She must be so embarrassed that she's screaming and waiting."
I smiled faintly.
"Oh, Ma'am! Are you laughing? Do you think that woman has cursed you so terribly and are you so at ease? Oh, my..."
"Wouldn't that be better than me being upset and depressed?"
"That's not true..."
"Don't worry. I'm immune to curses like that."
"Really?"
It was no secret that I had purifying powers.
Anna smiled brightly as if she was relieved.
I gave Anna a letter.
"Can you run an errand for me?"
Anna's eyes widened.
Running errands for letters was something only young men did.
Asking a dedicated maid to do that meant it was something very important or had to be conveyed secretly.
"Please leave it to me."
Late that night, Anna left the Winston mansion without anyone knowing.
The place she headed to was an old printing house at the end of the market street.
The print shops often had their lights on late into the night.
Because news that would shock the world came day and night.
***
Meanwhile, back at the palace, Millea was thinking about what Bridget had said.
'You have something in mind. I don't know what you plan to do, but... If it's something that will take a day or so, I'll just wait and see.'
In any case, It was an ambiguous situation for the royal family to respond to.
Because there haven't been any protests or riots yet.
Let's say they are looking for and punishing the instigator of gossip slandering the King.
That would be nothing more than cutting off the scapegoat the Duke of Linchester had put forward.
They had to be careful because seeing bloodshed again in a situation like this could only add fuel to the fire of discontent against the tyrant.
So leaving Bridget alone, who said that everything would be different tomorrow, couldn't really be seen as waiting.
'Finally, no amount of story can change His Majesty's reputation. At best, it would be nothing more than writing articles to glorify and praise His Majesty... The people are not fools.'
It was true that Julian was a tyrant.
Even though he killed the Count of Kensington to save Bridget and that he was actually a villain, that fact did not change.
The evidence regarding the Count of Kensington's corruption was handed over to the court.
The truth will soon be revealed, but by then the people's discontent will have reached the sky.
Julian can't be defended by anything.
It seemed that Bridget's efforts to make Julian a righteous King who would eradicate corruption would be in vain.
'There's nothing Bridget can do. Not even me.'
Milea loved Julian and hoped nothing bad would happen to him.
But, despite such feelings, Milea also judged Julian coldly.
'Your Majesty, you are not the material of a King. You should not wield power in this manner.'
It was an undeniable truth that he was a tyrant.
The reason why she stays by his side to support him even though she doesn't like it is because a mother can't give up on her child.
Even her son who will die soon.
Millea could not prevent his death.
She just wanted to let him die with the last spark burning brightly, without leaving any trace.
So Millea stayed by Julian's side.
Now that he had avenged himself by killing Josephine, he wished to live the rest of his life in comfort, with his eyes and ears closed, as a puppet.
Even if the people rise up, it won't be a big problem.
All he has to do is crouch down in the palace and wait until Julian's hourglass runs out.
Yet, the reason she was so angry about this was none other than the Duke of Linchester.
He was not clean enough to throw stones at Julian.
No matter how inhumane Julian's actions are, he will never surpass the Duke of Linchester.
Millea couldn't stand the fact that someone like that would do something like this to bring down Julian.
'Only God can punish you, not another demon.'
Millea pressed her pounding head. She didn't seem to have any expeсtаtions of Bridget at all.
Millea, who had become absorbed in her daily life, soon forgot that Bridget had even asked her to do something.
So the next morning, she almost fainted when she saw the gossip papers the chambermaids had placed in front of her.
Millea's hands tightened as she read the gossip.
Millea, who had been scanning the paper with wide eyes several times without even realizing that it was crumpling, sat down on the sofa, touching her forehead.
"Are you okay?"
The maid who had delivered the gossip quickly supported Millea as if she had anticipated her reaction.
Although Millea was uncomfortable with being touched by others, this time she had no choice but to entrust her body to the maid.
'Bridget, how dare you do something like this...'
Millea couldn't believe it when she saw the shocking thing Bridget did.
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