I’ll Become the Heroine’s Capable Divorce Partner - Chapter 27

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Chapter 27

Yes, I’m talking about Isabel’s mother, who has now passed away.

There was once a time when Count Delaney’s House desperately needed to raise a large sum of money.

It was because of the marriage arrangement with the Laventess Ducal House.

Since David placed great importance on appearances, he had lavishly arranged everything from the wedding expenses to the gifts and dowry that the groom’s side would bear.

But in return, he also demanded a dowry from the Count’s family.

He said it was the minimum courtesy toward Laventess.

So I heard that the Countess had no choice but to dispose of it.

‘To think that ring had been put up for auction.’

For reference, in the original story, it’s later revealed that the ring was a relic of Countess Delaney.

So Count Disraeli regrets, saying ‘If only I had known that fact beforehand, I could have returned the ring to Isabel.’

Isabel smiles at the Count and says it’s fine, but she can’t hide her wistful expression.

‘Then wouldn’t it be better to return that ring to Isabel as soon as possible?’

Right now, I’m also in a situation where I need to earn points with Isabel.

‘That ring is an extremely precious item to Isabel.’

I quickly scribbled an amount on the paddle and energetically raised it up.

The auctioneer’s eyes trembled slightly as he read the number written on the paddle.

But the auctioneer was indeed a professional.

He quickly hid his bewildered expression and cheerfully shouted.

“One hundred gold! One hundred gold!”

“…….”

“…….”

The surroundings fell silent for a moment.

No one raised their paddle.

Everyone had looks that said ‘To pay a hundred gold for such a useless item…….’

Why, what, why?

I looked around at people with a shameless gaze.

Those who haven’t given me a single copper coin, don’t interfere with how I spend my money.

“One hundred gold, sold!”

And so I easily obtained the ring.

* * *

The auction finally ended.

While the distinguished guests were getting up from their seats one by one.

I remained sitting alone in my seat.

‘The Count will definitely come.’

And my prediction was correct.

A masked staff member approached me.

However, it wasn’t the young man who had escorted me earlier, presumably Count Disraeli.

“The host is waiting for you.”

Yes, that’s how it should be.

I smiled broadly and stood up.

And so, while walking following the staff member’s guidance.

‘Hmm?’

I stopped in my tracks.

Because I heard the sound of arguing from far away.

“That painting I won!”

A middle-aged man was grabbing a staff member and pressuring him relentlessly.

“Who on earth is the person who submitted that painting?”

At the same time, I flinched.

Wait, that person.

Isn’t he the middle-aged man who won the painting I had submitted?

The staff member bowed his head politely.

“I’m sorry, but it’s our principle not to reveal the identity of consigners.”

Ha!

The middle-aged man snorted loudly for all to hear.

Then he glared with both eyes and shot back sharply.

“Do you even know who I am before acting so high and mighty?”

“Of course, we naturally know. Our auction house only accepts customers with verified identities.”

“And yet you’re being so stubborn, really.”

The middle-aged man clicked his tongue in displeasure.

It was the arrogant attitude typical of someone who had lived a lifetime being treated with deference.

‘Oh, he seems quite confident in his own status?’

But the staff member firmly shook his head.

“It’s our auction house policy. I’m sorry.”

“Still, couldn’t you be flexible depending on the circumstances!”

The middle-aged man raised his voice again as if frustrated.

Watching this scene, I couldn’t hide my uncomfortable expression.

‘No, why is he so obsessed with that painting?’

He won it anyway.

Isn’t that enough?

I had an ominous feeling.

If my identity as the consigner were to be discovered, it would be extremely troublesome…….

‘Let’s get out of here.’

I broke out in a cold sweat and quietly slipped away from that spot.

* * *

And so, the place I was guided to was a neat reception room.

Tidy sofas and a table.

And even spotlessly clean wallpaper without a speck of dust.

Overall, it was a space that gave a practical feeling.

I glanced around the surroundings.

‘It has a very business-like feeling.’

Rather than simply being a space for receiving guests, well.

It would be perfect for meetings or negotiations, wouldn’t it?

“It’s a pleasure to meet you for the first time.”

Just then, a dignified-looking man wearing a mask politely offered his greetings.

“I heard you were looking for the host of the auction house. I am the one running this auction house…….”

Ah, trying to deceive me like this?

I let out a hollow laugh and shook my head.

“I’m sorry, but I want to meet the ‘real’ host.”

“The real host, you say. If I have failed to earn Lady’s trust, I apologize, but…….”

The man spouted nonsense, but I ignored it.

I strode forward and approached the young man standing behind the man.

It was that young man who had escorted me earlier.

Yes, Count Disraeli.

His pale gray eyes gazed at me intently.

Meeting that gaze directly, I spoke softly.

“Hello, we meet again.”

Though the Count showed no movement, I saw it.

The lips beneath his mask clearly forming a smile.

Also, that was the Count’s habit.

The more troubled he was, the more he would smile pretending to be at ease.

“Hmm, is it alright to talk here? I mean…….”

I lowered my voice and whispered to the Count.

“……about who the host’s true identity is.”

At that moment.

The smile he had been wearing like a painting completely disappeared.

The Count raised his hand.

“Everyone, please step back for a moment.”

People flowed out of the reception room like a receding tide.

I greeted him with a smiling face.

“Let me greet you once more, Count Disraeli.”

“…….”

The Count did not answer.

He simply stared at me with wary eyes, as if scrutinizing me.

I added jokingly.

“As I thought, Count, your original sky-blue hair suits you much better than brown hair.”

“…….”

The Count still kept his mouth firmly shut.

Regardless, I lightly shrugged my shoulders.

“Though it’s a bit regrettable that we can’t meet in our true forms.”

“……Huu.”

The Count let out a deep sigh.

Then removed the mask covering his face.

At the same time, I swallowed a gasp inwardly.

‘Huk.’

Sharp eyes, a sleek jawline.

Ash-gray eyes reminiscent of a winter dawn.

A beauty mark dotted near his eye was quite…… impressive.

‘Wow, there’s a reason the comments went crazy over this beauty. Really.’

Even in the original work, it was said that the Count’s beauty would never pale even when placed alongside the Crown Prince.

However, if the Crown Prince was a classic handsome man, the Count was an atmospheric beauty exuding languidness.

Though the Crown Prince was the main Male Protagonist, there were many readers who couldn’t give up on the Count.

So the sub-male lead faction all shed tears together pining for the Count.

What was it they said.

‘If the Count can’t be the male lead, they wanted at least a polyamorous ending?’

To be destined to receive the love of these two handsome men.

Our Isabel, truly a winner in life?

My admiration was brief.

I spoke calmly.

“You said that you select clients to trade information with or take on investigation requests, Count. And the minimum requirement is finding this auction house.”

No matter how handsome the sub-male lead is, what does it matter to me?

He’s not my man, and I can’t live off his looks.

My business comes first.

“I’d like to maintain a good relationship with you going forward, Count.”

“A good relationship, you say…….”

“As an information broker and client, secretly.”

That’s right.

The second reason I wanted to establish a relationship with Count Disraeli.

It was precisely because of the ‘information’ the Count possessed.

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