The Black-haired Noblewoman, Who Disguised Herself, Seems To Have Been Doted On While Serving As The Caretaker For The Duke Who Dislikes Women - Episode 53
Ah… ah… it’s that person…!
I can’t believe they actually came…!
The person who boldly appeared in this salon, warmly welcomed by the former Duchess of Harrington, was none other than Lady Deena Bracey, the Marquis’s daughter. Her eye-catching ruby-red day dress was lavishly adorned with lace embroidery of the same hue. She must really love red; I’ve only ever seen her in red dresses. With her ever-burning bright red eyes, matching lipstick, and her lustrous blonde hair styled in a half-updo with perfect curls, she was adorned with numerous diamond
The Marquis Bracey’s daughter ignored the servants and even walked past me without a glance, heading straight to the former Duchess of Harrington. There, she greeted her politely.
“Mother was also delighted to receive your invitation. We have been on an inspection tour with Father since last week, and she was apologizing for not being able to come here today. Please forgive us.”
“Well, it doesn’t matter, really. I even received a very polite letter. I hope the misunderstanding with Lloyd gets resolved today. What a lovely outfit, Miss Deena. You’re always so radiant. Please take your time.”
“Well, thank you very much, madam. I also want to talk to Lord Lloyd soon.”
The graceful gesture of her elegantly laughing and saying that, “Oh, really?” made it hard to believe she was the same person who had raised a fan against me the other day.
The former Duchess of Harrington said with a gentle smile.
“Yes. I’m sorry, but Lloyd wants to finish his work first, so he’s still in his office. He asked to be called once everyone is gathered. Let’s go call him soon.”
When the lady said that and gave a nod, one of the veteran servants quietly left the salon. She must have headed to the master’s study.
Before I knew it, the salon began to fill with young ladies one after another. Most of them were accompanied by women who appeared to be their mothers. How splendid they all were! Dressed in luxurious, colorful gowns and adorned with dazzling jewels, they greeted the former duchess with graceful movements and then took their seats in a flowing manner. Each one was incredibly beautiful and elegant. Watching them, I realized that my heart was sinking deeper and deeper.
One of you here might become the master’s wife……
The moment I thought that, a sharp pain shot through my chest.
So, why am I like this────……
“Michelle-san”
At that moment, Amanda, who was standing next to me, whispered to me.
“Let’s start getting ready.”
“Ah… yes!”
Returning to my senses at those words, I began preparing tea and snacks in the corner of the salon, just like Amanda and the other servants.
From behind, I can hear the greetings exchanged between the women arriving one after another and the former duchess.
“Thank you very much for inviting us today, madam. We are truly grateful. This is my daughter, Violetta.”
“Well, of course, remember this. You have grown beautifully once again.”
“It has been a long time since we last met, Madam. We are truly grateful to you for providing us with this opportunity, and my daughter Alicia and I would like to express our heartfelt thanks to you.”
“Thank you for coming all the way, Countess, Miss Alicia. Please take your time.”
While such greetings were being repeated, suddenly the voices of certain people reached my ears.
“Thank you very much for inviting us today, Lady Harrington. It is a great honor. This is my daughter, Padma.”
“Good day, Lady Harrington. Thank you for your invitation.”
“Welcome, Countess Avery, Miss Padma. Please enjoy yourselves today.”
Click.
The teacup in my hand made an impolite noise.
In an instant, goosebumps spread all over my body, and sweat began to bead.
“Michelle, are you okay?”
“E-excuse me…”
“Yeah. Be careful.”
Even Amanda’s gentle voice and the concerned gazes of the servants nearby passed right through me. It felt as if my heart was being gripped by icy hands. Contrary to my will, my neck creaked… like a mechanical doll, turning back.
Standing before the smiling former Duchess of Harrington was none other than the Countess of Everly and her daughter, Padma.
The moment I laid eyes on that figure, I felt a dizzying wave and my heart began to race.
No way… why… why are those two here…!?
My whole body started to tremble. It felt like I was seeing a ghost.
They mustn’t find out that I’m here. I have to run away. Who knows what they’ll say.
Even though I think so, my feet are stuck to the floor and I can’t move a step. After finishing their greeting with the former Duchess, the two slowly turned on their heels.
And on their way to their seats, the two of them glared at my face firmly together.
In that expression, there was no hint of surprise.
As if they knew from the very beginning that I would be here.
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