I’ll Be the Heroine’s Competent Divorce Partner - Chapter 68

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Chapter 68

Meanwhile, at that protest, Marisa was truly dumbfounded.

“You didn’t even have an appointment to meet the young master today in the first place, did you?”

“But…!”

“I did everything you asked me to do, so why are you whining about it now?”

Marisa couldn’t hold back any longer and snapped sharply.

“Stop whining already. If you, the host, act like this, what will become of our family’s reputation?”

“……”

However, Catherine only pressed her lips together tightly in dissatisfaction.

Marisa let out a deep sigh inwardly and continued speaking in a deliberately gentle voice.

“Even so, the person the young master loves is you.”

“……Aunt.”

“Look. That Isabel girl also came obediently to the recital today, didn’t she?”

Marisa once again coaxed and soothed Catherine.

“That’s all proof that she can’t ignore you.”

“……”

“It means you have that much influence. Right?”

Only then did Catherine reluctantly get up from her seat, pretending to give in.

Around Catherine’s neck as she adjusted her outfit one last time hung a brilliantly shining emerald necklace.

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Transparent light overflowed like a waterfall beneath the splendid crystal chandelier.

Entering the concert hall lobby with Isabel, I sparkled with excitement.

And for good reason, since I could see quite a few ladies wearing chemise dresses!

With a bit of exaggeration, it felt like 80% of the ladies were wearing chemise dresses?

“Sister-in-law, do you see?”

I whispered quietly to Isabel.

“I told you that Sister-in-law would definitely succeed, didn’t I?”

“But the idea for the chemise dress came from you, Miss.”

Isabel, who had been looking around with a satisfied expression, lowered her voice to answer me.

“I think you’re my lucky goddess, Miss.”

“Really, Sister-in-law.”

I giggled softly.

By the way, to avoid suspicion, I was the only one wearing a chemise dress.

Isabel was wearing a different dress.

‘Hmm, in that case.’

After thinking for a moment, I pretended to be upset and spoke loudly.

“What? Everyone’s wearing my dress!”

At that voice, the ladies glanced over and looked at me sideways.

Isabel, who noticed my calculation, quickly soothed me.

“Don’t be like that. It’s nice when everyone wears them prettily, isn’t it?”

“Sister-in-law doesn’t understand my feelings. I wanted to be the only one wearing that dress……”

After grumbling for a while, I demurely turned my head away with a huff.

“Fine. I can just commission prettier dresses from the dress shop.”

Perfect.

This should be enough for everyone to notice how serious I am about chemise dresses, right?

They’ll pay attention again to the new dresses I’ll wear someday.

As proof, the ladies were watching me intently.

Dozens of pairs of sharply gleaming eyes were like hawks eyeing their prey.

‘Yes, pay more attention to me. More!’

I smiled wickedly to myself.

Well, it’s not like I can just whip up new dress designs instantly.

The chemise dress craze will probably continue for a while……

‘Huh?’

Just then.

I opened my eyes wide.

‘Isn’t that Count Disraeli?’

What’s this about?

I naturally thought an invitation would have been sent to the Disraeli Count family too, but

‘I didn’t think he would actually attend.’

This was especially surprising since he usually just stayed secluded in his estate and rarely engaged in outside activities.

Oh, didn’t he also not come to the last ship exhibition?

That was an exception.

When it comes to someone like Marquis Bartsen, it would be a bit burdensome to casually decline an invitation, wouldn’t it?

‘I feel like I’ve been seeing his face quite often lately.’

Meanwhile, the ladies were extremely excited and whispering to each other in thrilled voices.

“Isn’t that Count Disraeli?”

“That’s right! My goodness, I never expected to see him here……”

Well, I understand why the ladies are excited.

In fact, aside from His Highness the Crown Prince, there was practically no one who could compare to the Count.

The head of Count Disraeli’s family, one of the Empire’s most distinguished old noble families.

Wealthy, with impeccable status, and while somewhat blunt, fundamentally well-mannered.

In other words, he had absolutely no flaws as husband material.

Moreover.

‘He really has incredible looks, doesn’t he?’

With that thought, I tightly held Isabel’s arm and tried to move in a different direction.

There was no point in making conversation since it would only draw people’s attention.

At the last ship exhibition, the ladies chased after him tremendously, didn’t they?

“Richard Disraeli greets Princess Laventess.”

But then.

A clear voice offered a greeting.

‘Eh?’

Before I knew it, the Count was looking this way.

‘What? I didn’t expect him to greet me first?’

After blinking my eyes blankly for a moment.

I equipped my face with a princess smile and answered.

“It’s been a while, Count.”

Well, I am the lady with the highest status here.

It’s only proper to exchange greetings.

“I greet the Duchess of Laventess again as well.”

“It’s nice to see you, Count Disraeli.”

Isabel and the Count also exchanged greetings again.

I watched the two of them intently with blazing eyes, but they remained indifferent, avoiding each other as usual.

There wasn’t a trace of that soft, sweet feeling that’s characteristic when one is conscious of the opposite sex.

Ah, well, Isabel is still a married woman after all.

It wouldn’t be right for that kind of atmosphere to bloom between them already…!

‘Ugh, never mind.’

I shook my head inwardly in disapproval.

Well, now that the greetings are over.

Will they part ways immediately?

But contrary to my expectations, the Count surprisingly continued the conversation.

“That dress, it’s called a chemise dress, isn’t it?”

Oh, I didn’t know the Count was interested in this dress too?

“I first saw it when the Princess wore it at the ship party last time, and it’s already become quite fashionable.”

“Well, it’s thanks to Bella Dress Shop’s excellent craftsmanship.”

I answered with a light shrug of my shoulders.

But the Count’s words weren’t finished yet.

“Discovering such a skillful dress shop must also be thanks to the Princess’s discerning eye.”

…Why is the Count saying all these nice things to me?

His inscrutable smoky gray eyes gazed at me steadily.

“Through that dress, both the Princess and the dress shop gained mutual benefits. It’s truly admirable.”

It was a statement with subtle implications.

To people who knew nothing, ‘mutual benefits’ would be interpreted like this:

Elodie gained influence by leading fashion trends among young ladies through the chemise dress.

And Bella Dress Shop gained promotional effects for the chemise dress.

But to my ears as the person involved, it sounded like this:

‘He seems to have noticed that the dress shop and I are collaborating with each other.’

Currently, only the Crown Prince knows about Bella Dress Shop.

Well, I did ask him to investigate the hat shop people.

He would have quickly figured out that those people were simultaneously employed at Bella Dress Shop.

And after that, I appeared wearing a new dress…

‘Did he deduce this far from that information?’

As expected of a sub male protagonist, he’s quite clever.

Feeling slightly tense, I subtly changed the subject.

“Speaking of which, what brings you to a place like this? I thought you disliked crowded places.”

Honestly, he could have easily declined an invitation from House Scofield.

But the Count’s reaction was a bit strange.

“Ah.”

He seemed to stiffen his shoulders for a moment, then glanced down at me sideways.

He looked somewhat flustered.

‘Hm? Why is he acting like that?’

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