This Three-Year-Old Is A Villainess - Chapter 244
“I did… But not anymore.”
“If they’re working elsewhere, couldn’t we offer a higher salary to bring them in?”
“No, she’s not looking after noble children anymore.”
Michelan’s expression turned puzzled.
“Did she quit being a nanny? But if we offer her enough money…”
“No, she’s somewhere else entirely.”
“…Where exactly…?”
I spoke with a sullen face.
“Prison.”
“…Pardon me?”
“She got locked up in prison for beating someone up.”
Michelan opened and closed his mouth a few times, seemingly at a loss for words, before finally managing to say,
“…Then it’s a relief we didn’t bring her in.”
“Exactly.”
I pressed my temples firmly.
Everyone seemed polished on the surface, but each and every one of them had issues.
Still, finding someone else who met the conditions would be difficult.
‘Even if I don’t like any of them, I might have to pick from this list.’
Even if they weren’t ideal, anyone would be a hundred times better than making Madam Arcia my nanny.
“Who seems the best?”
I spread the remaining résumés across the desk and asked Michelan.
After scrutinizing them for a moment, Michelan finally pointed to a name.
[Canella Mia]
It was a name I had never seen before.
“Where did she work?”
“This would be her first job. However, she has experience working in the Imperial Palace as a nursery maid for the First Prince.”
“Really?”
She might not have experience as a full nanny, but if she had been a nursery maid for the First Prince, she was certainly a worthy candidate.
“What’s your reason for recommending her?”
“She seems very passionate about the job.”
“Passionate?”
That was a rather vague criterion.
At my question, Michelan pulled a letter from his coat.
“This is the letter Canella Mia submitted along with her résumé.”
I took the letter and unfolded it.
I apologize for writing out of turn, but I heard that Lady Erylotte experienced a great ordeal during the Festival of Abundance.
It’s not my place to listen in on others’ affairs, but I couldn’t help but feel concerned, so I wanted to write a few words.
The Lady must have been quite shocked. I wonder if she is all right.
Even if the change in people’s attitudes is positive, if it’s completely different from what she’s known before, she may find it hard to trust the world.
However, I want to tell her firmly—
There are people like that, but there are far more good people in this world.
Since I am a stranger, my words may not reach her heart, so I entrust them to you instead.
I believe the Lady will take them to heart if they come from you.
I have enclosed chamomile tea leaves, known for their calming effect.
Please brew it for the Lady.
I wish her only happiness.
A child should always be happy.
That is all.
—Canella Mia]
“Oh…”
After reading the letter, I nodded.
I couldn’t judge too quickly, but she certainly seemed like a good person.
“She’s the best option for now. I should meet with her for an interview.”
“Understood.”
Michelan gathered the résumés.
***
1st District, Cartier Street—
This was the most bustling area of the Imperial Capital.
The streets were packed with people, exuding lively energy.
I headed to a bakery that Canella Mia frequently visited, with Han Ji-hyuk accompanying me.
Han Ji-hyuk turned to me and asked,
“Why are we spying like this?”
“Huh?”
“Wouldn’t it be better to just set up a meeting? We might miss her, too. She might not even come today.”
“If we set up a meeting, she’d know I’m Lady Astra.”
“And that’s a bad thing?”
Of course it was.
“I need to see what she’s really like. If she knows I’m her potential employer, she’ll put on her ‘social face’.”
Just like I would.
“Hah, fair enough.”
Han Ji-hyuk gave me a long look.
…Why was he looking at me like that?
I knew I was exceptionally good at the social game, but still, this kind of stare felt unfair.
When we arrived at the bakery, we went up to the second floor.
From there, we could look down through an open floor and observe the first level.
After casually placing an order, we scanned the crowd, watching for anyone coming and going.
After some time had passed, Han Ji-hyuk nudged my arm.
“Isn’t that her?”
The woman he pointed at was selecting bread.
Her red hair was neatly pinned up.
A beauty mark on her cheek, near her nose.
She looked exactly like the portrait that had been submitted with her résumé.
I studied her face closely before nodding slowly.
“I think so.”
Found her.
Canella Mia.
She was sitting with a group of people, chatting animatedly.
It was clear that she was naturally social—she stood out even among those she was with.
Her gestures were lively during the conversation, but they didn’t seem forced or exaggerated.
She would wave her hands enthusiastically or cover her mouth as she burst into laughter, but no one around her seemed annoyed.
She definitely got along well with those around her.
‘A social person is a good thing.’
She could build relationships with other noble nannies and discreetly gather information.
No one expected a nanny to deliver groundbreaking intelligence, but even small tidbits—like personal preferences or casual updates—could be pieced together to form valuable insights.
Just then—
“HAH-HAH-HAH!”
Canella suddenly burst into loud laughter, startling Han Ji-hyuk.
