Although he had never loved Sasha, the Count felt betrayed.
He had been insulting Sasha all his life, but he never imagined that Sasha would insult him like this.
A master can have many slaves, but a slave cannot have multiple masters.
The Count and Sasha had that unequal relationship. Because he was a nobleman, he was the master of the commoners, and because he was a husband, he was the master of his wife. Therefore, the Count thought that even though it was the same crime, the weight was different.
In addition, Sasha infiltrated her hidden daughter as a maid and made her work in front of him as if mocking the Count. For more than 20 years, she made the illegitimate daughter pay a weekly salary with the Count's money
Isn't it much worse than a simple wind?
'Did that lowly thing dare to fool and deceive me from the beginning?'
It was not just a matter of the Count's pride. If he had known about this earlier, she would not have been awarded such a ruthless amount of alimony at the trial. Even in the battle of public opinion, the Count alone wouldn't have been beaten so unilaterally.
"Sasha!"
He let out a roar of rage.
Filled with the anger he deserved, he shouted at the lion. However, his voice was not even loud.
'How dare you let a premarital illegitimate child into a maid?'
The words he was about to say could not even come out of his mouth.
"Coo! Whoops!"
Just shouting Sasha's name made him cough.
'What? This is it.'
The Count felt that his body was different from the usual as he continued to cough. Speaking of which, he had a weird nightmare of being eaten by someone as a peach until he woke up.
'Is it because I was screaming all the time in my dreams that my throat is hoarse?'
While the Count felt that there was a lot of wheezing, wheezing, and metal in his breath, the argument between Sasha and Paula became more intense. It was a sound he was screaming with all his might, but it was clear that they hadn't heard it.
"How could you lie so shamelessly? It's more than creepy. It's disgusting!"
Sasha shuddered and said to Paula. While in Sasha's hands, the blue diamond was appraised by gemologists several times. At a time when checking the price of precious gemstones was her pleasure. As such, Sasha was sure that she had given Paula the real thing.
"Who is going to say that? You're so disgusting that you're trying to parasitize me when I'm going to become an aristocrat. If you can become an aristocrat, you can easily throw away your children, and now that only your children are going to become nobles, do you feel so sick to your stomach?"
Paula was one of them. It is ridiculous to talk about stealing what you received. Ever since she received the ring, she has always taken care of it. Even when she was in Kodell's guest room, she didn't let her guard down.
She locked the jewelry box with double and triple locks, and she always changed the position to hide it before she went to sleep. When the maid was cleaning, she only took the jewelry box.
"...If this is the case, don't return it in the first place. What a disappointment. There we go. I don't want to mess around for a long time, so just flip the ring."
Unlike Sasha, who consciously avoided words that would hint at her relationship with Paula even in her excitement, Paula spoke the word 'child' without hesitation. Even though there are many ears to hear here.
Paradoxically, Paula was already prepared for isolation and could openly call herself a child. As much as she knew how hard Sasha tried to hide this from the world, when she loved her mother, Paula had completely erased this word from others.
'Everyone, listen? I don't care if the Count himself hears it. It would be better if I could get my mother out of here.'
In any case, Shylock legally listed Paula as an orphan born in an almshouse, not Sasha's daughter.
If this was revealed, it was Sasha who had much more to lose. The Count could apply for a trial again or refuse to write an article. Paula gladly used the fact that she was a "child" as a weapon to corner Sasha.
Sasha, who still recognized her as a mother, looked at Paula with disappointed eyes, and Paula glared at Sasha as if she were tired.
It was that moment.
"Enooooough!"
She heard the old man's cry from somewhere. Sasha turned her head in the direction of the sound and was stunned.
"...Father?"
The previous Count, Sasha's former father-in-law, was standing there. It was the last look that he corrected just before he spent his last years in bed, and he looked so similar that she could only think that his father-in-law had come back alive.
"You treated me like an innocent victim, and is it true that Paula is your daughter? You became my wife with the body that carried another man's child?"
"Old man... Ulrich... Are you a god?"
The reason why Sasha called him an elder, even though he knew it was something that only the Count could say, was that she decided that it was more likely that he was the Count's elder.
Wrinkles, hair, curved back, and missing teeth. He looks at least 30 years older than Ulrich. It seemed more realistic to think that an elderly relative had become senile than that he had aged rapidly in the months she hadn't seen him.
"Who am I but the Count?"
But the overbearing answer belonged to the Count. The accent when pronouncing words, the habit of putting his hands on his hips when he is uncomfortable, and his eyes like a snake that glistens as if he is prying eyes.
It took her a moment to accept that what he was saying was true. To Sasha, and to Paula, who looks so much like her.
Sasha's eyes blinked for a long time, and then a laugh burst out of her mouth.
"Pfft..!"
Sasha immediately covered his mouth with his palm, but she couldn't stop the sound from leaking out to the side. It was enough for the Count to feel eerie.
He felt something was wrong with his body. However, he thought it was because of a terrible nightmare. It was because he received shocking news as soon as he woke up.
"But she has revealed my secret, so of course she should be afraid."
Sasha's extraordinary reaction was evident that something had happened to the Count. It was clear that something unpleasant had happened to him that would have been noticed by others before the Count.
The Count walked toward the fountain in the middle of the garden and reflected his face on the water. And he was shocked.
"Hey, what is this?"
***
Odette looked at the mess in the garden and smiled at the corners of her mouth.
They are fighting like that without even losing face. The gatekeeper who was left in the garden after chasing Sasha, and some of the servants and maids who were cleaning up the garden, also had stopped their work, and their eyes were sparkling at the funny skit that unfolded in front of them.
They were holding their breath for fear that the sound of their breathing would interfere with the dog fight in front of them.
Mrs. Becker, who was in despair at the news of the Count's return, was also hiding in the blind spot of the garden and pricking her ears up.
'Look at Mrs. Becker's face.'
Mrs. Becker's expression, which had been horrified at the sight of the group back alive, was filled with a strange madness.
When she saw the old Count, she must have had some kind of plan.
The disaster was unplanned, but it could have made things go faster.
It was obvious how Sasha and Paula's scuffle would end. Paula thinks Sasha is talking nonsense and kicks her out of the mansion, and then there will be only one way left for Sasha, who is struck by evil.
'Reporting Paula as a thief to the Metropolitan Police Department.'
Sasha has no money or power left to force Paula.
'I don't really intend to send Paula to prison, but rather to surprise her daughter into getting a ring...'
It won't end so cute. Odette intended to lock Paula in the Metropolitan Police Department for good.
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