The Baddest Villainess Is Back - Chapter 22
“Lady Bellion will be part of the delegation to Kaluta next month.”
“I will go as well.”
The Emperor narrowed his eyes.
“My youngest, if you join, you’ll become the head of the delegation. Do you understand what that means?”
The Emperor, resting his chin on his hand, asked indifferently.
He knew why Arma was playing the role of a fool.
In truth, Arma resembled him the most, and the Emperor knew him well.
“I have very little interest in the throne.”
Arma scoffed.
“From the lady’s perspective, you really are a man without any charm.”
The Emperor’s voice, tinged with laughter, made Arma frown.
“Sorry, but you can’t go.”
Arma’s gaze met the Emperor’s.
The Emperor smiled contentedly at Arma’s icy and menacing look.
Why wouldn’t he be satisfied when one of his three children turned out quite exceptional, just like him?
“The lady already mentioned whom she wants to accompany her.”
“…And who is that?”
“Yuldian.”
Arma’s eyes widened slightly.
“Your brother will go in your place in the delegation.”
The young man’s face hardened at this, while the Emperor’s laughter deepened.
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“I like this. And everything there too.”
“Ah, including this jewel?”
“And that too.”
The most luxurious boutique in the empire.
Fleur Boutique.
And its owner, Fleur, was over the moon.
Just 30 minutes ago, her mood was the worst.
Two nobles had suddenly shown up at her 100% reservation-only shop without an appointment.
But her mood quickly improved.
The two visitors were hot topics of curiosity in society…
And they ordered generously.
The only lady of the country with a bad reputation in social circles, Roxelyn Bellion, and…
Gerun Wilfred, a marquis known for his successful business ventures, always with an inscrutable smile.
Two people with no apparent connection coming together to the shop was irresistible gossip for Fleur.
Of course, the most surprising thing was that the feeble and timid ducal lady, rumored to have a stutter, was nothing like the gossip.
Rumored to wear only worn-out dresses, she entered the shop in a sleek black dress, escorted by Marquis Wilfred.
Contrary to the rumors that she couldn’t even lift her head in front of anyone, she was the epitome of a proud and arrogant noblewoman.
Roxelyn entered the shop confidently, not fussing like other nobles.
And as soon as she came in, she casually looked around the shop and pointed out items she liked, requesting to purchase them.
Even a single dress was priced from hundreds to thousands of Olans, some even reaching millions, so naturally, Fleur was pleased.
As the number of dresses Roxelyn wanted to buy exceeded ten, Fleur started to feel ecstatic! …But now, past twenty, she was getting scared.
The total for the expensive clothes and accessories she picked was already in the millions.
“Ah, this one is nice too.”
Roxelyn muttered softly, nodding her head, and the staff quickly moved.
Already, the clothes she chose filled five hangers.
From ball gowns to everyday dresses, outerwear, and even prototype negligees and pajamas, she chose a variety of types, including shoes and accessories.
“Are you going to buy all of these?”
Marquis Wilfred asked with a smile, and Fleur, who was mentally calculating the cost, subtly gauged the lady’s reaction.
Then Roxelyn raised an eyebrow and smiled lightly before speaking.
