Dad is Back From a Deserted Island - Chapter 29

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Father has returned from the Deserted Island
Chapter 29

The jewelry set here was all that remained of Vivian’s mother, Rosalind’s, belongings.
Rosalind had brought far more when she ran away, but Jean had liquidated most of it to raise business capital.
Of course, I hadn’t wanted to. How could I bear to hand over the precious things my beloved wife left behind to strangers?
But my wife’s words—sell the jewels and buy yourself a pretty dress—
and her voice asking what if she wanted to make her debut as a debutante—kept echoing in my mind.
I had sorted through them with tears in my eyes to fulfill my wife’s final request.
When I returned through time, I was already adrift on the Deserted Island.
The jewels had long since left my hands.
“….”
This jewelry set was something Rosalind had cherished so dearly that I couldn’t bring myself to part with it, so I had kept it hidden away.
I never dreamed Vivian would find it. I had planned to give it to her when she grew up, telling her it was her mother’s legacy.
I could still see my wife wearing these pieces so vividly. I had to close my eyes for a moment and compose myself.
“Mother’s—”
At the mention that these were her mother’s things, Vivian gazed at the items she had wrapped around herself with wonder-filled eyes.
They’re still too big for my thumb. Which finger did Mother wear this ring on?
How old will I be before I can wear a ring on the same finger as Mother?
Curiosity bloomed softly within her.
“I was planning to show you when you grew up. But you’ve already found it.”
“Really? You were planning to show me?”
“Of course. These are your mother’s things—how could I not show them to you? Then your grandmother would scold me.”
“Hehe….”
Watching my daughter laugh with tears still wet on her cheeks, I couldn’t help but smile as well.
“Father, Father. What did Mother look like wearing these? Was she beautiful?”
“…Yes. The most beautiful in the world. So dazzling I could barely look at her.”
Father always had that dreamy look in his eyes when he spoke of Mother.
Vivian loved that about him. It made her own heart feel light and buoyant.
“What about me? Do they suit me too? You always said it, Father. That I look like Mother.”
From her lovely pale pink hair to her sharply angled eyes and delicate features, Vivian was the very image of my deceased wife. The only difference was that where my beloved wife had possessed those same sky-blue eyes, Vivian’s held a different hue.
Rosalind’s eyes had been a clear, pale jade green like the emeralds set in the jewelry.
As I adjusted the long necklace to fit Vivian’s neck, my eyes grew misty.
My daughter, who looked so much like my wife, now wore a necklace that seemed to capture my wife’s very eyes.
My throat tightened.
“It suits you beautifully. You look lovely, my princess.”
“Hehe… Kiki says this is an incredible deal! Don’t you think?”
[That’s right. Even compared to the jewels in the box where I was sleeping, these look like premium quality.]
My hand, which had been fingering the necklace cord, came to a halt.
‘So even the divine eye perceives them that way.’
These ornaments were no ordinary items to me either.
Jewels that were vivid in color yet transparent. Craftsmanship of astonishing delicacy.
It wasn’t just these ornaments. Everything Rosalind had brought was precious.
I had thought I’d sold them for good prices in the past, but looking back now, I realized I’d been duped into an absurdly low price.
‘Once I have the mine in my hands, I’ll need to search for those items again.’
As I made this resolve, a curiosity I’d buried long ago resurfaced.
What noble family did my wife belong to, carrying such treasures so casually?
My wife’s pale pink hair was far from ordinary.
With some inquiry, I might be able to discover which noble family’s young lady possessed such a hair color.
‘If I take Vivian into society, could I meet my wife’s family?’
What if they wanted to take Vivian, who carried their bloodline?
‘Could I protect Vivian when I’m still nothing…’

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“Master. A letter has arrived.”
A letter flew into my Study Room as I was attending to work.
The moment I saw the deep blue envelope, I sprang from my chair.
The blue envelope was a pre-designated mark to be used when conveying certain news.
“Oh, heavens! Thank you!”
I hastily opened the envelope with a letter opener and confirmed it contained exactly what I had been desperately awaiting.
Diamonds had been discovered at the Dohaaju Diamond Mine.
The quality of the discovered diamonds was excellent, and the profitability was extremely high—these words filled the letter.
I couldn’t contain my overwhelming joy and suddenly embraced Martin, my butler.
Startled by my fervent reaction, Martin went rigid in an instant.
“M-Master?”
“Everything will go well now! The path I chose was not wrong!”
A diamond mine owner.
I had obtained an extraordinary credential.
Now I could truly accomplish everything I had planned.
Of course, to Martin, who knew nothing of my being a regressor from the future, this was like knocking on a window while asleep.
But the seasoned butler never revealed such inner thoughts.
“Congratulations, sir. Surely everything will go splendidly!”
“Haha! Yes, it truly will. Ah, Vivian! Where is she? Is this the time she’s learning letters from Anne?”
“Yes. The young lady is in the Study on the second floor.”
While I could now afford to hire a governess without difficulty, I had become extremely particular about hiring Servants due to the incident with Ron and Mary, and had no intention of hiring a governess yet.
Since Anne, the governess, could teach her letters, I considered that sufficient for now.
Noble children certainly received education from a much younger age, but Jean was skeptical about whether such early instruction was truly necessary.
In any case, eager to share the joyful news, Jean climbed the stairs with light, buoyant steps toward his beloved daughter.
The brief moment of knocking on the Study door and waiting felt impossibly long.
“Yes! You can come in!”
The moment Jean heard Anne’s voice, he opened the door.
Vivian, with her adorable twin pigtails and sky-blue dress, widened her eyes in surprise at her father’s sudden appearance.
Perched on the girl’s head, as always, sat a small black monkey.
“Father?”
“Bibi!”
Jean strode forward and scooped Vivian into his arms.
Kiki, caught up in the embrace, squeaked in displeasure.
“Bibi. A diamond has been discovered.”
“A diamond?”
[A transparent, glittering jewel. The very thing your father has been desperately searching for.]
“That’s right! A diamond! Is that a good thing?”
“Yes. Now we can move to an even larger and finer house than this one, and I can buy you so many clothes you’ll never wear them all in your lifetime.”
Vivian tilted her head thoughtfully.
She already lived in a house as magnificent as the palaces in fairy tales, and hadn’t they just bought plenty of clothes from the wardrobe room—by Vivian’s standards, anyway?
“But I like it here! And I already have lots of clothes!”
At Vivian’s innocent words, spoken in ignorance of diamonds’ true value, Jean laughed and rubbed his face against her plump cheeks.
“It’s just how things are, my princess. It means your father can now give you anything you desire.”
“Really? Anything at all?”
“Absolutely!”
“Then I want to eat five chocolates today!”
Such a modest wish it was that Jean’s lips curved upward uncontrollably.
“That won’t do.”
Yet despite the foolish grin on his face, his words came out firm.
Vivian’s dental health was far too precious.
“But daaad!”
Vivian’s face crumpled into a pout.

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