Resetting Lady - Chapter 141

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“Yes, and she remembers me.”

“…I see. Have you met her before?”

“Yes, when I met you at that tower instead of at home, I was on my way to break the contract on my father’s behalf.”

Raymond nodded. His expression wasn’t particularly bright, but it wasn’t dark either. It was just the face of someone thinking ‘so it has come to this.’ Raymond had never mentioned Verdick even once. But his current expression wasn’t that of someone panicking over a sudden accident, which made Karen somewhat anxious.

“Mr. Verdick has come.”

Karen repeated again.

To make him clearly realize once more that he had come. Raymond was excessively calm, which made Karen feel rather flustered instead.

Why?

“Yes, Karen. I’ll go down. It’s unexpected that you’ve already met face to face… but it shouldn’t be a big problem.”

“…Why would he come here.”

But Karen couldn’t be as composed as Raymond. Karen couldn’t understand Raymond’s composure. Why are you so unperturbed? Karen felt bewildered watching Raymond check his clothes once more in front of the mirror.

Verdick had killed Karen dozens of times before. Verdick appearing before Karen was never a good thing.

Karen felt her mouth going dry. This time she had thought Verdick had no connection to her. That Raymond remembered her, and her ties with Verdick were completely severed. But that wasn’t the case. And Karen remembers the fingernail. She remembers the people who were panicking because of Isella’s disappearance. She sees the haggard Verdick. Raymond and Isella. If that were the case, wouldn’t that hasten Karen’s death? But Raymond seemed calm.

“I can’t be certain, but I have a guess where this is going. But it’s not something you need to worry about. Hmm, what to do. Even if he recognized you, I have no intention of sending you outside right now.”

“For now I kept insisting I was a stranger. But he doesn’t believe it at all.”

“…How about using a false name and claiming memory loss for now.”

“Would he believe that?”

Karen didn’t think Verdick would believe such a convenient excuse as memory loss.

“Even if he doesn’t believe it, it won’t be much of a problem. That’s not really important. And please be more careful from now on. I was startled when you came in.”

When Raymond saw Karen dripping with water, the color instantly drained from his face. But when Karen talked about Verdick, he became calm instead, and his bewilderment seemed to disappear. Raymond even went so far as to arrange his clothes while looking in the mirror.

“Karen, why are you wet.”

“I fell into the stream.”

Clatter.

Raymond stopped arranging his clothes and approached Karen. As if that was the only thing that mattered.

“…I thought you were just enjoying a swim.”

And he gripped Karen’s shoulders tightly.

“Clearly, I told you not to go… to dangerous… places.”

Raymond gritted his teeth while speaking. Right now, Verdick wasn’t the important thing. But the fact that Verdick was waiting outside kept Raymond holding onto his reason. Karen was somewhat afraid of what he might say if Verdick weren’t there. Raymond’s face was that serious.

“I’m relieved you weren’t hurt, but from now on it would be better to refrain from going to the garden alone as well. As I thought, it won’t do. Especially when I’m not here. You must stay inside the house without fail. As for Verdick… actually it would be better not to go out from now on. Just say you’re a maid.”

“Lord Raymond.”

“I’ll handle Verdick myself. Don’t worry too much. Change your clothes first.”

Raymond sighed once while watching Karen change clothes. Then he finished packing his bag and placed it under the bed.

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“It’s been a while, Mr. Verdick Evans.”

Verdick felt a strange, inexplicable sensation looking at Raymond. The Raymond before him was certainly the same young man he had been watching all along, but his attitude, gaze, and voice were strangely irritating.

‘Why?’

Verdick was accustomed to seeing through people.

Verdick had been watching Raymond since he was very young, when he barely reached his chest. He was the doll-like man his daughter had wanted. Being excessively capable was a problem, but even so, the youthful rebellious spirit typical of young people always blazed in his eyes. It was an attractive but equally vulnerable attitude.

But the Raymond before him now was strangely… irritating. Verdick didn’t know how to express that unfamiliar feeling he was experiencing.

“You’re soaked. Aren’t you cold?”

“No need to worry about it.”

Verdick answered and immediately regretted it. Just now he should have said he had performed the good deed of rescuing that maid. Hadn’t he come to receive Raymond’s approval?

But Raymond’s gaze was strangely unpleasant, causing him to make a mistake. It was a sensation he had felt since entering the manor, no, since seeing that red-haired woman.

“Cally, please serve tea for the appropriate number of people.”

Raymond gave instructions while looking at Karen. It seems they coordinated their story when he went to fetch her. Verdick looked at them with a pathetic expression as they performed this ridiculous charade. From Karen to Cally. What a half-hearted deception. Verdick pointed at the red-haired woman who wouldn’t meet his eyes and said to Raymond.

“Shouldn’t that woman’s name be Karen, not Cally?”

Raymond answered shamelessly, even with a smile.

“I’m calling her Cally.”

“I’ve seen that young lady under the name Karen Hyer though?”

If you’re going to lie, it would be better to change to a more plausible name. Verdick thought he might need to look into Karen Hyer more.

Isella Evans, his daughter had disappeared. And why would Karen Hyer be with his daughter’s former fiancé? Verdick’s mind began racing. Raymond, Karen Hyer, Baron Seyertes.

“Is that so? Well, Mr. Verdick. Did you come here because of that? If you want to conduct an in-depth investigation into that young lady’s name, I welcome it.”

When Raymond asked, Verdick closed his mouth.

To think he would strike back like this.

Raymond has no intention of making proper excuses now. That attitude rather meant ‘what will you do if I act this way?’

Verdick thought of Isella, the reason he came here. The reason he came here was because Isella Evans’s hair had arrived through this place. It was to find even a little more clues.

It was too early to dig deeper into Karen. There was a risk of missing the main point and going off on tangents. Continuing to talk about Karen went against his main purpose.

“…”

But that sharp reaction needed to be remembered. Verdick glanced at Karen, or rather Cally here (Verdick thought it was a quite half-hearted name change), who still had wet hair, then turned his head toward Raymond. That woman wasn’t the important thing. Though she could be a clue.

“That’s not it. There’s mail that arrived at our house…”

“It would be better to speak inside.”

Raymond cut off Verdick’s words and turned his feet toward the interior. His actions were rude while his expression was incomparably gentle. It was an attitude that didn’t hide that he still harbored resentment toward Verdick. It was so blatant it was rather suspicious.

“I thought you would say that. How about going to the drawing room first? Of course, Mr. Verdick knows this house well.”

It wasn’t Verdick’s taste, but this manor had its own charm. Like its history. But he didn’t like the current house at all. Verdick glanced sideways at the interior of the manor.

“Visiting after so long, I remember too little. I’d appreciate your guidance.”

“Gladly.”

There were more than one or two strange points. Why were they alone in this mansion? And why was that woman hiding her name? But the most important thing was his daughter, Isella Evans. Her disappearance. And to properly investigate that, he needed Raymond’s permission.

“Please prepare two cups separately.”

“Yes.”

Raymond gestured with his chin to Karen (who seemed to be Cally). Karen bowed her head and withdrew like a maid.

“Let’s go to the drawing room first and talk. I also have business and must leave soon… Shall I provide you with clothes to change into?”

Raymond said while looking up and down at Verdick’s wet clothes. Verdick felt humiliated by that gaze, unable to tell if it was kindness or mockery. Why did he do something he never used to do.

“No need.”

Karen looked down at the teacup.

She needed to think about what she could do.

“I’m worried about Mr. Verdick’s health. Wearing wet clothes will drain your stamina. Please give me the opportunity to show you kindness.”

“I said I’m fine.”

“Cleaning is troublesome, Mr. Verdick.”

Raymond placed his hand on Verdick’s shoulder. He didn’t apply force, but it created sufficient pressure. Raymond looked down at Verdick as he spoke.

That brat being sarcastic! Verdick’s lips twitched. But Verdick knew what was important right now. He didn’t come here to argue with Raymond. He came to find out about Isella. His pride could be recovered later.

Verdick bowed his head.

“Thank you for… your kindness.”

Verdick was displeased.

The fact that he was feeling displeasure was displeasing. And in front of Raymond, no less. What was worse was that Raymond was aware of this fact, and despite that, he didn’t seem to be in a bad mood. It was as if Verdick’s suffering brought him joy.

“Have you changed clothes? Please come in.”

Verdick entered as he guided him. The house was somewhat different from before. It was more desolate and quiet.

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