I Never Wanted His Child - Chapter 137
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She had to put the ice on her eyes for quite a while to reduce the swelling.
Emilia finally emerged from her room to greet a guest who had come to the Duke’s residence.
“…Is it Miss Boestin?”
“Yes, that’s right. Ii mentioned that the Duke isn’t here, but since she brought the contract, she insists on finalizing it immediately.”
At Kartho’s words, Emilia glanced at the clock, looking troubled.
“Prepare to welcome Miss Boestin. I should greet her since we don’t know when the Duke will arrive.”
“Are you sure you’re okay with that?”
“I’m fine. More importantly, what kind of person is Miss Boestin?”
“I believe she attended the academy alongside His Grace when he was in Valoh.”
Emilia nodded. Was Boestin close enough for him to send a special invitation?
Her steps toward the reception room felt heavy.
“It seemed like she was acquainted with Miss Dahlia. Are you sure you don’t want to call for her?”
“Yes, Lady Dahlia won’t be able to leave her room unless the Duke permits it.”
Emilia looked up the stairs. Seeing the knights stationed on the third floor, it seemed he was determined.
She recalled the image of Dahlia choking her and instinctively adjusted her disheveled scarf.
For no apparent reason, she felt oddly tense.
The memory of Mikhail smiling and conversing with Boestin made her grasp the hem of her dress tightly.
“You don’t have to push yourself.”
“I’m fine. Someone has come, so I can’t just ignore it.”
Emilia nodded at Kartho, signaling that she was alright. After taking a moment to collect herself, she stood in front of the door and opened it.
Boestin, seated at the table, jumped up at the sound of the door opening and shouted.
“Hey, you bastard…! Oh my.”
Her fierce roar turned into the demeanor of a shy girl as she clasped her hands together. But the moment Emilia stepped into the entrance, she froze, caught off guard by the roughness of Boestin’s voice.
Valoh was known for its artistic development, and many international students came from various countries. Perhaps that’s why Boestin’s dress was unique compared to what she had seen at the banquet.
The design and peculiar decorations of the dress were unlike anything she had encountered before.
“Duchess, I’m Boestin Evelyn. Thank you for welcoming me despite my sudden visit.”
She demonstrated the etiquette of Bartsch. After responding to her greeting, Emilia introduced herself as well.
“I’m Emilia, the wife of Duke Heinrich. I heard from Kartho that you’re a classmate of His Grace…”
“Let’s say our relationship is a bit simpler than just classmates.”
Boestin shot a glare at Kartho, her lips twisting into a smirk.
“You could define it as debtor and creditor.”
“…Is His Grace the debtor?”
Boestin looked at Emilia with a bewildered expression before bursting into laughter. Still chuckling, she shook her head.
“You’re less biased than you appear!”
“…Really?”
Emilia shrugged. Whenever the conversation turned to Mikhail, Boestin’s face hardened into a fierce smile.
‘Is their relationship not a good one?’
At this point, Emilia was beginning to question whether what she had witnessed that day was even real.
Boestin couldn’t take her eyes away from her.
“I can understand why Mikhail keeps things so well hidden.”
Emilia tilted her head as she took a sip of her tea.
“Beautiful things are often meant to be admired in solitude.”
Boestin said this with a wide smile, making Emilia’s cheeks flush.
* * *
Mikhail headed toward Lady Luther’s palace.
She was likely planning to use Dahlia as leverage against him.
But it didn’t matter what they used to pressure him.
There were more supporters of Duke Heinrich than there were supporters of Adrian.
The monarchy could collapse at any moment. Moreover, the royal opposition was actively working, which only added to the tension.
Mikhail was curious about the expression Lady Luther would have. He had tried to keep Dahlia hidden for this very reason, but now that the situation had unfolded, regretting it would only waste time.
As he followed the guide inside, he spotted Lady Luther and Adrian.
“I see the empire’s one and only sun. I also greet you, Lady Luther. I heard you summoned me.”
“You arrived sooner than I expected. Please, have a seat.”
She smiled pleasantly as she welcomed Mikhail. He walked over and sat down in the designated spot.
“My wife’s health doesn’t seem well, so I shouldn’t linger too long. There may be guests there.”
“…If there are guests, shouldn’t you say they are instead of saying they might be?”
“There’s one person I suspect is there. So, what is it you wanted to discuss with me?”
“It’s about Dahlia, that girl.”
“If you bring up the commotion from that day, you know I won’t just sit idly by.”
He mentioned Dahlia, as if anticipating the topic. Lady Luther signaled to a servant to bring a box.
“I understand. We can agree not to make it an issue between us, right? After all, it was a royal event, and we can’t just cover up the chaos.”
“Let’s proceed that way.”
Mikhail glanced over the contract laid out on the table.
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