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After acknowledging the various greetings coming my way (many of the faces I couldn't even recall), I stepped out to assess the progress of the hotel. Despite my concerns, Wendy's Hotel was garnering positive attention, with reservations flooding in as soon as it opened. Oddly enough, the incident involving my near-poisoning seemed to have acted as a catalyst, generating interest rather than aversion. A place where anything can happen, truly. Considering the purpose behind Wendy's Hotel, it couldn't be more fitting. "You have no idea how worried I was." "It's all thanks to your brother, who handled the situation skillfully. More than that, I was concerned that Valen might get into trouble because of me." "We're in a situation where we should be thankful our ties remain intact. In any case, I'm really relieved that you're okay." Valentina, naturally, hadn't been dismissed from her role as my bodyguard, mentor, and friend....

Benya's eyes, fixed on me as I playfully greeted him, were red and bloodshot like never before. Was it because he stayed up all night or had he been crying? The cries I heard in my dreams flashed through my mind. With a low cough, Lethias raised himself and placed a hand on his brother's shoulder, then turned away. The other three followed him quietly. Then, the sound of a door closing. What on earth! How could they simply change their minds so effortlessly... "But where is this place? Clearly, it's not my room." "... This is my room." "Really?" Instead of answering, Benya slumped back in the chair and buried his face in his hands. His sleek, silver-gray hair seemed to quiver slightly. He remained motionless for a while. As I was about to say something, Benya finally spoke. It was a choked voice. "It's all my fault." "Benya." "I shouldn't have involved you from the beginning. No, I should've kept it hidden f...

I paused and turned my head to the source of the voice. Standing close to the window next to the bed was a man with tanned skin, who I now recognized as Yann. He was Valentina's younger brother and the head of the Dallas Myer Club. I hadn't seen him since my return, so I was curious why he was here. "What happened?" "You were poisoned. Do you remember?" "I think so." "I'm quite adept at these things, so I tried to save you instead of relying on those medical professionals who only know how to waste ink. You were in a critical condition all night long." "...All night long. That sounds ridiculously short." Yann, whose attention seemed to be on the floor, slowly raised his head. His eyes, similar to Valentina's, a shade of unclear green, glanced at me meaningfully before quickly looking down again. "It's thanks to the strong Lady." "I'm not some noble young lady. If it wasn't for this terribly mad...

"By the way, His Highness the Crown Prince came here to congratulate my brother on his birthday..." "I greet Your Highness the Crown Prince... Happy birthday, Ducal Prince." "I've always heard that a woman's marriage is always such a waste." "I was hoping you'd bravely break off the engagement because of the last incident, but I'm thrilled that you're here, shining in this place." "No, your words... and Your Highness's! If you say that, then what would become of me then?" As Assad and Benya exchanged words playfully, Lethias began to grumble, seemingly lamenting. But perhaps conscious of Alfonsina's presence, he held back a little. "But it seems you haven't had a drink yet." "...Didn't I tell you I'm sober, Your Highness?" "Are you? I'm sure you've had a drink or two. By the way, what is the name of this masterpiece? I don't think I've heard the name of the...

No, seriously, where is this guy taking me without saying a word…! I was about to ask what he was doing, but the atmosphere felt off, so I decided to wait and see. So, he led me to stand in front of the mirror that covered the entire niche in one corner of the exhibition room. The room was filled with paintings, and in the mirror, we looked like figures in a frame. A woman in a sky-blue periwinkle-colored dress with long reddish-blonde hair and wide-set red eyes, and a man with silver-gray hair standing behind her, gazing at her with piercing light blue eyes. A pair that took your breath away just by looking at them... What is he up to? While I was thinking that, I suddenly remembered Vibrato's dormitory supervisor. Our formidable Peanut, who made every student who broke a school rule stand in front of the mirror and recite their statement of self-reflection out loud... "Haaa..." I couldn't help but let out an exclamation without realizing it. Who could endure such a ...

"Who says that? It's not true at all, so don't say that. If you change your style a bit, you'll be truly captivating." "My style...?" Her silver eyes, which had been gloomy and bitter, now sparkled. It became my mission to instill confidence and vitality into those pretty eyes so they would shine like stars. "Yes. You're already very beautiful, but to be honest, I think you appear a bit too reserved. I believe you'll look much better if you embrace a style that reveals more of your true self." Alfonsina pondered my words for a while, her head still lowered, before speaking cautiously. "For example...? It's the first time I've heard such advice, so I'm not sure. I can't be as good as Sasha..." "I'm not an expert either, but if you're willing, I'd be delighted to assist." "Really? But Sasha must be busy too..." "Don't worry about that. I'd be honored to help you, the s...

"My mother too..." "Your mother had nothing to do with it, Sasha. Really. Why would you hurt a nanny who knew nothing? We have... already spilled enough blood." "You should add the blood of your niece to that count. Why did you keep us alive for nearly two years when you even made a substitute and sent them abroad?" A faint ray of afternoon sunlight fell between us, and tears glistened in Jerome's eyes. "I couldn't do that. I can't let you do that-" "You're tearing up. Wasn't it to make an excuse that you were protecting us when a well-made substitute was discovered?" "I was the one who made that excuse, and I used it to stall because it worked. It's natural that you resent me, but I really never imagined things would turn out like that... Time keeps moving forward, my older brothers are unstoppable, and you look at me with such disdain. To my shame, I was blinded by the opportunity that presented itself to ...

It might appear differently to others, but in my eyes, Alfonsina seemed far from proud or arrogant. On the contrary, it was evident that she was overly shy and misunderstood. Even by her betrothed. Poor young lady, I'll do my best to assist, so please be well... Lethias still had an uncertain expression on his face, but he happily nodded nonetheless. "Okay. If you say so... But if something unpleasant happens, you should talk about it right away, don't keep it to yourself." "Wow, how kind of you. Okay, don't worry." Meanwhile, dessert was served. Lethias checked his watch and scratched his head while I was captivated by the colorful cream cakes. "It's already this time..." "Why? Do you have another place to go to?" "I had to stop by the imperial palace for a while. Do you want to take that out? I'll take you to the hotel." "I’m all right. The scenery is nice, so I'll take my time and go." "But... W...

𝕍𝕠𝕝𝕦𝕞𝕖 𝟠: 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕊𝕖𝕣𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕥'𝕤 𝕋𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕦𝕖 "Oh, who is this elegant lady? Where did my fearsome demon Noona disappear to..." "Yann, be quiet." "Yes." As Yann obediently kept his mouth shut, Valentina slumped into an armchair to her side, kicked off her shoes, and undid her hair, which had been tightly braided. Yann watched her for a moment with puzzled eyes, then cleared his throat and discreetly glanced at the men gathered in the room. Upon seeing this, the executives, who had been suppressing their laughter, left the conference room, perplexed. "Care for a glass of whiskey?" "That's enough. I'm sick of that. Give me a cigarette." "What happened? I thought you were going to have a good time, but why are you so down?" If something had gone wrong, he would have known about it long ago. Yann made a clicking sound with his tongue and pulled a chair, sitting in front of his sister. Valentina, who had been i...