I’ll Be the Heroine’s Competent Divorce Partner - Chapter 146
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Chapter 146
David ranted about this incident until his mouth went dry.
“Besides, did anyone actually die? Just a few people fell ill, so why is everyone making such a fuss!”
“Please calm down for now. Have a glass of water…”
“Ha, this isn’t a situation where I can calm down!”
David’s neck veins bulged once again.
“How dare they try to put me on trial? It hasn’t even been long since my divorce proceedings ended!”
“Your Grace. Getting so angry is bad for your health.”
Marquis Bartsen tried his best to somehow appease David.
“Ha, damn it.”
David spat out the curse and roughly swept his bangs back.
Then he glanced sideways at the Marquis.
“Well, I’m sure you understand why I’ve come to see you like this, Marquis.”
“…”
At those words, the Marquis’s eyes, which had been warm all along, sank deeply.
David continued speaking as if for the Marquis to hear.
“Because of this incident, I’m worried I might cause trouble for you unnecessarily, Marquis.”
“Your Grace.”
“Honestly, who would have known such crops existed in this world?”
David shrugged his shoulders smugly.
“Of course, I know well that you were trying to help me, Marquis. But what can we do when things have gotten this tangled?”
“That’s…”
“Since things have come to this, you’ll have to help me out a bit more, Marquis.”
David lowered his voice secretively.
“They keep asking about the source of those crops, which is very troublesome. Of course, I want to protect our friendship, Marquis, but I can’t take all the blame by myself, can I?”
“…Are you threatening me right now?”
“No, of course not. I’m just hoping you’ll show me your friendship once more.”
David casually showed off the platinum wristwatch on his wrist.
The wristwatch that the Marquis had given him reflected light and gleamed coldly.
“Like this watch you gifted us.”
“…”
For a moment, Marquis Bartsen’s eyes flashed sharply.
However, David was too busy rambling on with his own words to properly notice the Marquis’s strange reaction.
“After all, you were the one who introduced those crops to me in the first place, Marquis. If I reveal this fact in court, you’d find yourself in quite a difficult position too.”
At the same time, the Marquis’s lips curved into an arc.
The Marquis burst into a good-natured hearty laugh.
“Haha, I understand. I’ll do my best as well.”
“I’ll trust you, Marquis.”
“Of course. What’s the point of having friends otherwise?”
David, hearing that response, also grinned with satisfaction.
After that.
David, having finished his business, stood up.
At the same time, Marquis Bartsen handed him something wrapped in paper.
“Oh, please take this with you.”
“What is this?”
David, who had taken it without thinking, examined the package with a puzzled expression.
It was a rectangular, flat object about the size of a forearm.
The Marquis smiled brightly.
“It’s a gift. A painting I drew myself.”
“A painting?”
“Yes. I thought you might be under a lot of stress lately, so I painted it hoping it would bring you some peace.”
The Marquis amiably patted David’s shoulder.
“I prepared it in advance when I heard Your Grace would be visiting.”
“Ah, thank you.”
Since it was being given for free, there was no need to refuse it.
David laughed cheerfully as he took the painting.
“I do hope you’ll like the painting.”
Marquis Bartsen said this with a strange smile.
For a moment, David hesitated.
Was it just his imagination?
…The Marquis’s smile lingered strangely long in his mind.
* * *
Late evening as darkness fell.
David finally returned to the townhouse.
‘Anyway, I’m glad the discussion went well.’
If Marquis Bartsen had decided to cut ties with him, it would have become unnecessarily troublesome.
Of course, it was the Marquis who had introduced those crops and informed him of the supply routes.
If he somehow dragged him in desperately, the Marquis wouldn’t be able to make excuses anymore, but…
‘Still, there’s no need for a mudslinging fight.’
It would be much better for the two of them to join forces and get out of this situation.
They had agreed to meet again tomorrow with lawyers present.
It was to coordinate in advance what each would testify in court.
Lost in various thoughts, David suddenly glanced sideways at the brown package leaning against the wall.
‘…A painting.’
A work that Marquis Bartsen had painted himself.
Still, wasn’t his painting craftsmanship excellent enough to hold a solo exhibition?
Curious, David unwrapped the painting.
At the same time, he felt his excitement deflating with a hiss.
“Peace of mind, my foot… what’s with the pomegranate…”
David muttered spitefully to himself.
It was a kind of still life painting.
A pomegranate in a bowl was painted with rough brush strokes.
The cross-section of the pomegranate split in half showed seeds embedded one by one.
The glistening pomegranate seeds were red like blood.
“Nothing special, really.”
David, who was grumbling again, suddenly flinched.
Why was this happening?
He couldn’t take his eyes off the painting at all.
That wasn’t all.
He felt a tightening sensation starting from his left wrist where he wore his watch.
‘Huh?’
David tried to quickly step back.
But that was only in his mind; his body wouldn’t move according to his will at all.
The foreign sensation he felt from his wrist spread throughout his entire body in an instant.
An unpleasant stuffiness pressed down on his chest.
He couldn’t breathe properly, as if a rope was strangling his neck.
“Gasp, sa, save me…”
David panted heavily.
He tried to raise his hand to clutch his chest, but his body wouldn’t move as he wanted.
His fingers only flailed helplessly in the air.
“Someone, help…”
His bulging eyes became completely bloodshot.
His vision became blurry in an instant.
And then.
Thud.
His hand dropped down.
The hand that had been desperately writhing for a while finally stopped moving.
* * *
Early dawn, before the sun had even risen.
Bang bang bang!!
Someone urgently pounded on the front gate of the Lucerno townhouse.
“Really, who could it be at such an early hour…”
The maid who had been annoyed suddenly hesitated.
The man standing outside the door was literally pale as death.
“Please, please inform the Marquis immediately.”
An urgent voice shattered the quiet air.
“Last night, Duke Laventess has passed away!”
* * *
Having just woken up, I couldn’t believe the current situation at all.
“…Elder Brother has passed away? Don’t joke with me.”
It was already bewildering that Laventess’s butler came at the crack of dawn, but suddenly they’re saying David is dead.
Does this even make sense?
The butler bowed his head to me with a distraught expression.
“According to the doctor’s opinion, it was a heart attack.”
“That’s ridiculous.”
I shook my head.
“Elder Brother was always very healthy. You’re saying he suddenly had a heart attack like this?”
“Yes, we think so too, but….”
The butler couldn’t properly continue his words.
I bit my lips tightly.
“This is too… even if it’s sudden, it’s way too sudden.”
I was confused.
My heart was pounding from the shock.
I raised my hand and pressed it firmly against my chest.
‘Then, does that mean I can never see David alive again?’
I couldn’t believe that fact at all.
If I went back to Laventess’s townhouse now, it felt like David would throw a fit saying ‘How dare you come back here’….
“I’m truly sorry for visiting you like this.”
The butler continued with a heavy voice.
“But in this situation, you’re the only one we can ask for help, Marquis.”
That was right.
At this moment, there was no one else to handle the chaotic situation at Laventess.
David and Isabel had no children either.
And Marisa, who was once the Grand Duchess, had been expelled from the family long ago.
That meant.
Currently, the only direct descendant remaining in Laventess was me, who had been disowned.
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