āI knew it.ā
Helene let out a hollow laugh as she looked at the photo.
Buying gifts, following her to volunteer work, spiriting Anna away, doing things he never used to do.
āAnna? Whoās that?ā
When she had mentioned Anna before, he hadnāt even remembered the name, and she had thought it was just a pretense.
But to think she was actually someone he didnāt care about at all.
If Cynthia had the Duke spirit Anna away and take care of her, all the pieces fit.
Helene tightened her slightly loosened lips.
āI donāt know if itās revenge for the scandal or if sheās after the Duchessās position.ā
How dare a maid not know her place and try to steal her position in the end.
āDid the Duke know Cynthia was a maid and still fall for it?ā
Heleneās lips twisted with wounded pride.
She wanted to repay this shame and humiliation somehow.
āIf you find the Diem gold mine, you wonāt have to be bound by the Dukeās familyās power anymore. Iāll help you.ā
She recalled Capitanoās words.
Although he was in dire straits because of the organizationās debt, she believed it had nothing to do with Capitano, who continued to help her.
āYes, if itās revealed that Diem, not Nox, is the real one.ā
She believed that the one who found the valuable legacy was the one who deserved to inherit the throne.
After becoming independent, she planned to expose Cynthiaās identity and the Dukeās dirty private life.
āThe perpetual snow can collapse and cause an avalanche. We oppose the gold mine project because of that danger.ā
She didnāt hear the dangers the Diem residents were talking about.
She had already commissioned Capitano, given them a pittance, and kicked them out.
Just then, a maid announced the Dukeās return.
The Duke didnāt seem to know that she had embezzled money from the merchant guild to commission the work. She hesitated whether to use this photo as a weakness, then pulled her lips and shook her head.
Considering his brazen attitude, he was likely to have the servants secretly dispose of it.
āBut Brigadier General will react differently to this photo.ā
āThey say Brigadier General has been buying her flowers and jewelry every day lately, havenāt they?ā
In the end, Masera del Vicente must have come to cherish Cynthia.
* * *
Currently, I was embarking on a new operation.
āIāve been too weak all this time.ā
I was in a very difficult situation because of Masera, who had been bulldozing his way in lately.
So I tried my best to push him away. I also had a little bit of a desire to retaliate by returning Maseraās prickly attitude from the past.
But none of my attacks worked on him, who was like an iron fortress.
āItās not like I bought it to eat with you, okay?ā
āIf thatās the case, itās my favorite cake, and there are two forks.ā
He was such a formidable opponent that he even used my āselective listeningā technique.
Indeed, a brilliant strategist.
From now on, I would have to arm myself with even more cynicism and cold sneers and act haughty.
With that in mind, I sat facing Masera in the garden greenhouse.
I couldnāt refuse the offer to eat the ādessert made by the patissier who won first place at the Francia Dessert Competition.ā
āDonāt keep calling me out when youāre busy. Itās not a very important matter.ā
I said, imitating Maseraās indifferent tone and expression from the past.
He nodded, watching my quick hands take the dessert.
āThen take care of the important business first. However, I canāt guarantee how much dessert will be left.ā
āNo, no. No matter how trivial it is, you have to finish what you started.ā
I shook my head vigorously.
After a long observation, I knew that man never left food behind.
In fact, nothing was as important as a skilled patissierās dessert.
āTo offer me such a precious thing, heās such an adorable man.ā
āWould you like a strawberry?ā
Not only that, but he also readily gave up the strawberry on top of the cake.
āThen I have no choice but to eat it⦠Oh, what is this taste? The price is worth two meals, but itās on a different level than the cake with bruised strawberries that looks like itās been beaten up?ā
In the end, my iron wall mode was broken.
I belatedly put on a serious face, but when I saw him raising one corner of his mouth in a mocking smile, I felt an extreme sense of defeat.
Just then, the butler approached and handed Masera a letter.
As he unfolded the letter and read it, his expression gradually hardened, and he stood up from his seat.
āPlease, eat first.ā
āWhy? Whatās wrong?ā
I watched him leave quickly, then looked back at the dessert.
āTo give this up and leave, is it that serious?ā
* * *
A few days later, the Duke hurriedly went out, looking pale.
He held a newspaper in one hand.
ćHigh-ranking official of the Intelligence Bureau revealed to be involved in solicitation and destruction of evidenceā¦ā¦.
Joint Headquarters, āWill thoroughly investigate the backgroundāć
Looking at the officialās name, it was the person involved in the fake note incident.
It was only a matter of time before the fact that the Dukeās family was behind it was revealed.
āI thought he was just going to let it go.ā
It was Masera, who had become a prominent figure but had been quietly living without exerting his influence.
If he was determined to use the authority of the military, it would be troublesome in many ways.
I couldnāt understand why he was stirring up something that was little more than a happening now.
The Duke organized his complicated thoughts and headed straight for the official residence.
After waiting for a long time in the drawing room, he was able to meet Masera.
āThe official in the newspaper is my relativeās son-in-law, so this investigation is troublesome in many ways. Anyway, you and I are brothers-in-law, arenāt we?ā
At the Dukeās words, Masera, who was sitting upright, raised his head slightly to face him. His sharply tailored uniform and restrained eyes gave off a cool sense of distance.
He had always disliked him, who had a way of overwhelming others despite being a commoner boy soldier, but now the atmosphere seemed a little different.
The deceptive ease, as if he knew everything but was quietly watching, had disappeared.
āDo you think I donāt know anything, or that even if I do, I canāt do anything?ā
At Maseraās low voice, the Duke frowned.
He was reminded of the incident when he had been isolated in a blizzard in the past and had arbitrarily ordered a āmarchā with the idea of āāannihilating the military unit to save supplies.
āMasera, who was the commander, ended up taking the blame, but he didnāt say anything.ā
But thanks to his reputation as a war hero, he wasnāt affected much, and was even praised as a wise strategy.
The Dukeās gaze went to the black gloves on his hands.
Seeing the gloves he wore during interrogations made him feel like he was being interrogated.
āWhat are you trying to say?ā
āIām letting you know that Iāve been turning a blind eye because it wasnāt something I needed to worry about. It doesnāt affect me in any way whether you spread rumors or tarnish my reputation.ā
The Dukeās fingers, which had been resting on his lap, twitched.
Masera raised his chin and continued calmly.
āI donāt have a hobby of supplementing people who are wrong from the start.ā
āThen why are you questioning me now?ā
āItās simple. Because it started to bother me.ā
Masera, who was pulling his gloves taut, glared fiercely.
āIām talking about the things your wife, the Duchess, is doing behind the scenes.ā
āWhat did my wife do?ā
It was a question to test him, even though he already knew.
āYou must know, Duke. I overlooked the scandal because sheās my wifeās sister, but sheās been crossing the line more and more.ā
āWhy do you care about the reputation of the royal family you hate so much? You donāt even have affection for the Princess.ā
He hadnāt cared about it all this time. Why now?
Masera tilted his sharp chin and smiled loosely.
āWho says I donāt have affection?ā
At that, the Duke felt like he had been hit in the head with a stone.
At first, he had hoped that Masera would be hurt by falling for the fake Princessās innocence, but when that actually happened, he felt displeasure and jealousy at the same time.
But that feeling was only temporary.
āWhether I hold you accountable or let it go is entirely up to me. Just like Iāve always done.ā
Masera placed a photo on the table.
The Duke, seeing the photo taken with Cynthia, was flustered and widened his eyes.
āI highly doubt the intelligence of someone who uses the same method twice.ā
At Maseraās sarcastic tone, the Duke calmly defended himself.
āThis is just a minor misunderstanding.ā
āI know. I donāt care if you bring gifts, wag your tail and chase after her, my wife isnāt interested. So itās not something I need to worry about.ā
Maseraās lips curled up as he saw the Dukeās face distort.
āIām talking about the Duchessās problem of threatening people with these photos and demanding money.ā
A tense silence stretched out.
Masera picked up the cold teacup and opened his mouth.
āThe Duchess isnāt the only one who can secretly assign people.ā
āHow dare you monitor the Duchess of the high-ranking Rukanosa?ā
āThen what are you going to do about it?ā
At Maseraās calm question, the Duke stood up in anger.
āNo matter how heroic you are, touching the Dukeās family isā¦ā¦.ā
āCurrently, the Duchess is under international surveillance.ā
āWhat?ā
Masera quietly put down the teacup and curved his lips.
āBecause there are signs that the Rukanosa Duchyās funds have flowed into an illegal arms trafficking organization.ā
I am so very proud of you, Masera. You are such a an amazing ML for refusing to fall for bait after bait to suspect Cynthia of wrongdoing.