Chapter 141
Chapter 141
“Why now……! Hey! What? Why all of a sudden are you sitting down on your own?”
Penelope rolled her eyes and asked Luciel. Rose rushed over and examined her body.
“Oh my gosh, are you okay? Where are you hurt, Little Madam?”
Luciel covered her eyes with her sleeve and pretended to cry, and her shoulders trembled slightly.
“I was surprised when Young Lady Cavill pushed me into the corner…….”
“What do you mean I pushed you down? That’s a complete lie!”
Penelope’s eyes widened.
Luciel added a bit of exaggeration, but it was true. Besides, the shoulder of Luciel’s dress had been torn a little because Penelope had been pushing her hard from a while ago.
“That’s why my clothes became like this……”
Luciel showed off the ripped part of her shoulder. Then Rose and the clerk looked at Penelope in surprise.
“……Oh no. I didn’t!”
And Penelope shouted in her traditional, It’s not my fault. Because the other party was a VVip customer, the Duke of Bellstein, the clerk looked increasingly troubled.
“Who made our baby cry without knowing fear?”
Soliaphe, who had been watching the situation from afar, with a cold, hardened face, dug between Luciel and Penelope.
Softly hugging Luciel, Soliaphe asked.
“Are you really okay? Be honest.”
“It’s okay, it’s just that the clothes are a little torn.”
“I can’t believe you’re pushing Luciel so hard that her clothes are torn apart….”
Luciel took Soliaphe’s arms and glanced at Penelope. When she became a cornered rat, Penelope exclaimed.
“That. I didn’t know about that either!”
“I’ll be patient with everything else, but touching our Luciel is unforgivable, what should I do?”
“……!”
Cold blue eyes met the red-haired girl. She was taller than Luciel and she was a child with a shrewd impression.
Soliaphe quickly recalled her memories.
“Who are you, child?”
Penelope flinched at the indescribable cold tone. Her brain was rolling over and over. The woman in front of her somehow seemed to be of high status, but she only wondered why the woman wanted to know who she was.
Forgetting that she was rude to the Duke of Bellstein in the past and was scolded because of that, Penelope simply dismissed them as similar aristocrats because they were not of the royal family anyway.
It was also something she had seen and learned from the demeanor of the Marquis, who always ignored other nobles. She wasn’t really interested in the affairs of the grown-ups, so she couldn’t remember the Duchess’s face in detail.
“W-why do I have to tell you that? Who are you, Aunty? She was the one who meddled in my shopping first.”
“Aunty? This is the Duchess of Bellstein and you should call her Madam. You are a foolish kid who can’t tell things apart.”
Lariet, who couldn’t bear to see anymore, also frowned. Luciel also shook her head as she looked at Penelope, who showed off her stupidity.
“Um, you really don’t know the difference between heaven and earth.”
Soliaphe softly whispered and looked at Penelope again.
She was truly a brash child. Above all, the green eyes that flashed toward grown-ups contained so much disrespect to the extent that it was worrisome about how she would grow up in the future and who her parents were.
If it’s only a matter of not knowing matters because she’s young, the problem lies with the parents.
Then Luciel said.
“She’s the daughter of Marquis Cavill, who was kicked out of the wedding reception.”
“Ah……I remember that one. Even then, he made a fuss about things, not understanding his place as an uninvited guest. I don’t think anyone from Cavill can get in here?”
At Soliaphe’s words, Penelope stared at Luciel and then continued as if in anger.
“……Did Bellstein even own the whole street? We are having a very, very had time because we were humiliated at the reception.”
Luciel sighed inwardly as she watched Penelope, claiming things at will, as if ignorance was courage. Bellstein has the money to actually do that, but if they really did, it will be said that they monopolized the commercial district.
“…… It’s not that we can’t buy it, we just didn’t buy it. By the way, where are your parents?”
“I’m here as Countess Niels guest, my parents don’t matter.”
“Where is this child’s guardian?”
The people in the store were buzzing, and soon a middle-aged woman, whose face was red from shame, approached through the crowd with her maid and bowed her head.
“Oh, I’m really sorry. Duchess of Bellstein, please put an end to your wrath. And Countess Serian. It was something a child did without knowing it about things, ho ho ho.”
“Aunt!”
The Countess of Niels rushed in and apologized, asking her maid to take Penelope away. But at Lariet’s next words, she stopped laughing in an instant.
“I’ve heard that the Countess of Niels has recently been very close with Madame Lara, the maidservant of the Empress. You seem to be aiming for even the smallest spot you could get in the Imperial Palace, but now that I see from where you are coming from, it would be better to put an end to that dream.”
“What? Ho-how did you know that……I- I was just being asked for a favor. I have no intention of defending the Marquis of Cavill.”
Soliaphe was silent, and Penelope felt betrayed by the low character of Countess of Niels, who spoke as gentle as a trembling sheep.
“……Aunt! I will tell father everything.”
In Penelope’s wrath, the Countess whispered.
“Penelope, you’d better be quiet for now! Are you sure you don’t want to go to the Literature Salon?”
“Th-that…….”
“The Duke of Bellstein is a very high-ranking noble. Besides, who else is next to the Duchess if not Countess Serian, the flower of society? Come on, say your apologies!”
At those words, Penelope looked around with an anxious look and turned into a mute perhaps because she was intimidated. She belatedly realized how much she had done because he couldn’t hold back her anger.
‘Ugh it’s frustrating. Seriously……Nothing good ever happens because of that girl.’
“The child realizes her mistake and apologizes. Please forgive her…….”
Penelope apologized stiffly like a doll.
“……I’m sorry.”
It wasn’t heartfelt, but from the begging, Luciel didn’t expect Penelope to make a sincere apology. The child probably won’t reflect on herself this time either.
She looked at Penelope, who was burning in shame with a bitter face. She even wondered if she should let her build up karma step by step.
‘…… So as not to falter and forgive Penelope.’
“I got an apology, so that’s fine, Mom and Auntie. Let’s go back early to the townhouse today.”
“Our Luciel……Look at your heart like an angel.”
Lariet wrapped around Luciel, and Soliaphe said as she looked around the children’s dress.
“But you haven’t picked out the dress yet, have you?”
“The Salon it’s tomorrow, too.”
“I’ll buy it from here to there, so please send it to our manor according to my child’s size.”
“Yes, I understand.”
“We will go back now. I’d like to ask you for a follow-up.”
“I am very sorry to have put you through something unpleasant.”
The clerk greeted politely and called another employee. A male employee who looked like a guard came and quietly spoke to the Countess and Penelope.
“I’m sorry, but I’d like to ask you to leave the store because you are disturbing the atmosphere.”
Penelope, whose lips were protruding, full of dissatisfaction, said in resentment.
“I was only trying to get to know the Princess like the last time, we could have been good friends. And I, I know your secret! I will tell my father.”
Greed shone in the eyes of the child and Luciel briefly replied.
“I have never had a friend like you, and I don’t want to have one. If it’s my secret, I know what you mean. I don’t care if you tell him anything.”
What Penelope meant was probably about Luciel’s eye color. Luciel smiled and her blue eyes twinkled.
Soliaphe grabbed Penelope’s by the shoulder and said with a smile.
“Stop bullying my child, no matter how young you are, there are things in the world that are acceptable and things that are not. I hope one day you will realize that.”
The woman had a gentle smile on the outside, but somehow Penelope felt a chill.
“And be sure to give this letter to your parents.”
Soliaphe spread out her fan with the utmost grace and handed Penelope a letter.
When Penelope did not receive it, the Countess received it, took the child out of the store, and hurried into her carriage. Her face seemed to burn with embarrassment.
Many aristocrats who were already inside Haute Couture witnessed the commotion, and even Countess of Serian, who was well recognized by the social circles, was in the middle of the incident, so it was only a matter of time before the rumors spread.
Cavill was already out of sight, but Niels was like a lightning bolt in the dry sky.
The child couldn’t kill her wrath even when she was already in the returning carriage, and the Countess lashed out at such a Penelope.
“Penelope……! You said you’d stay calm and not cause any problems. If I had known it would be like this, I wouldn’t have brought you here.”
“My aunt is a real disappointment.”
“Oh, my head. What should I do with you?..….”
Countess Niels grabbed her head and Penelope looked out the window of the carriage. Her heart was still pounding and her stomach was upset.
Luciel lived with the best treatment, admiration, and praises of everyone just for marrying a rich in-law. Sparkling jewels and the finest dresses, wealth, and luxury comparable to that of a princess.
‘I also…… I’ll be like that too. No, I’m going to take everything she has. Where am I lacking?’
A bad relationship that started in Florine’s boutique.
‘Do you think I’m going to be fooled again? I will pay you twice as much for this time.’
Penelope recalled the color of Luciel’s eyes, which she had clearly seen today.
‘That girl, she had bright blue eyes today. I think it was brown last time…What? Which one is real?’
She was going to tell her father, but Penelope tilted her head in a moment of confusion.
Would the plan of following Countess Niels to the Imperial Salon go awry?
But who is her father? He was the Marquis of Cavill who made the impossible, possible.
‘I’m sure she will do something about it. I can’t get inside the normal way anyway.’
It was Penelope, who finally was at peace, but remembering again what had happened just before she groaned nervously by herself and stomped her feet.
However, the Marquis, who had received Soliaphe’s letter, flagged Penelope with the same house arrest of Maximus.
[Even animals, at least, know how to cover their defecation. If humans can’t do that, they’re no different from animals. What is the reason for leaving the child’s reckless behavior as it is? Is it to provoke Bellstein?]
It was nothing short of an insult.