Resetting Lady - Chapter 150

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“Miss, please wake up. Your meal has been prepared.”

“Thank you. But I’m also a maid, so you don’t need to do this.”

Karen rubbed her eyes as she got up. Amusingly, Verdick had even assigned her a maid. It seemed Verdick had decided to lure her with food since the whip didn’t work.

As Karen got up, another maid brought washwater, and yet another maid came from behind carrying food on a tray.

“Would you like to eat sitting on the bed?”

“Yes.”

Karen lay down and gestured. She remembered saying she was also a maid just moments ago, but since it was a lie no one would believe anyway, it was better to be even lazier.

“What would you prefer among tea, milk, or water?”

“I’ll drink milk first, so please brew some tea as well. I’ll have it as milk tea after the meal.”

“Understood.”

She looked down at the meal and chuckled softly.

It wasn’t bad. In fact, it was quite good. But this too being the same as before was amusing.

The breakfast consisted of thick hotcakes generously drizzled with maple syrup, blueberry scones, and toast topped with fruit.

“…I’m going to gain weight.”

But Verdick’s maids said nothing. Karen smiled bitterly as she picked up her utensils. And she ate slowly. As expected, it tasted good. And Karen was satisfied with that.

* * *

“What are these clothes for?”

“We had clothes made that we thought would suit Miss Karen.”

“My name isn’t Karen, it’s Cally.”

“…My apologies, Miss Cally.”

Trying to test me for no reason. Karen looked at the maid and then at the clothes.

Mockingly, even the clothes were a sky-blue dress that Isella used to wear. Of course, it was high-quality and perfectly fitted for her. But to make her wear such clothes. Whether it was Verdick’s taste or the maids’ choice, it was quite the poor taste.

* * *

Karen was lounging in the garden, drinking orange juice.

Verdick was diligently searching for traces of Isella, and whenever Karen passed by, he would speak to her about Isella. Now he seemed to have changed direction, trying to appease Karen and awaken her guilt. But Karen was too worn and hardened to feel guilt toward Verdick. Raymond alone was enough for her to feel guilty toward.

So Karen was simply enjoying all the various conveniences Verdick provided to her heart’s content.

“I wish there was ice in this.”

“I’m sorry, miss. It’s a bit difficult to bring ice all the way here.”

“I understand.”

“…I’ll try my best to accommodate you.”

The maids spoke carefully. And they began crushing oranges that had been cooled in the cold stream again.

“And the bird you brought last time flew away. Could you let them know that a new canary would be nice?”

“Yes, miss.”

Karen smiled.

“I’m not a miss, I’m a maid like you.”

“Yes, would you prefer a red canary?”

“I like golden ones.”

“Yes. Understood, miss.”

“I told you I’m a maid.”

This is mockery.

This conversation would also reach Verdick’s ears. Karen grinned as she picked up the book she had been reading again. Cold revenge was quite delicious. And it was also suitable for killing time.

* * *

“What is this now?”

“Gold coins you’ll receive if you cooperate with me, miss.”

Verdick had Karen sit down and sat across from her, speaking in a serious voice.

“Baron Raymond Seyertes is definitely hiding something.”

“…You’re mistaken. There must be some misunderstanding.”

“Don’t say another word beyond that. If you want me to maintain my sanity.”

It seemed like too insincere a lie.

Karen lowered her eyes. She knew it herself. She had been telling lies she didn’t even believe throughout. If Karen hadn’t been Verdick’s long-standing enemy, most people in this situation would reveal at least some of what they knew. Verdick had people come to clean daily, fed her meals, and even brought various jewels.

Karen didn’t even touch the jewels, but she could tell that Verdick was desperately trying to win her over. If she were really Karen with no memories, a girl who had simply fallen for Raymond and become his accomplice, she might have already given in.

“Raymond Seyertes was my daughter’s fiancé. And my daughter disappeared one day… The last place she was found, she was with Raymond’s subordinate.”

“…”

“And my daughter’s hair arrived, with someone from this region having inserted the package.”

How could Verdick move so faithfully according to Raymond’s thoughts?

Verdick was persistent, had initiative, and moved more flexibly than expected.

“I’ll ask for your sympathy… Your father really did commit suicide. That you have no thoughts about this… I simply don’t understand.”

“…”

“I dream of my daughter returning every night. Not long ago was her birthday, and just last year I was wondering what gift to give her, but this year I can’t even worry about anything… why.”

Verdick’s voice choked up.

“I want to find anything. Please…”

Karen knew that his wretchedness was also a gift Raymond had given her.

I see.

Look at Verdick’s state.

Killing him would be too easy a revenge, so he would take revenge in the most fitting way for him.

Karen smiled bitterly.

Raymond truly was a man who would do anything for Karen.

And since Karen had a duty to gladly receive the gifts he gave, she slowly opened her mouth.

“I don’t think there’s anything I can help you with, Mr. Verdick Evans.”

Tears slowly flowed from Verdick’s eyes.

Karen stood up. And she turned around and opened the door.

“Wait!”

“…I’ll take my leave now.”

Verdick called out to Karen.

“I’ll give you my entire year’s business investment budget!”

“…”

“After I die, I’ll make you my heir! How about this? Since your father is dead, I’ll make you my adopted daughter! If you just… find my daughter! If you just help me!”

Karen sighed. What would she do by becoming his daughter? And Isella couldn’t possibly still be alive. The reason his daughter died was simply for Karen’s sake.

“I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that.”

“Karen Hyer!”

Thud. Verdick stood up from his seat. Once again, winning over Karen was impossible. No clues were coming from inside the house. Prince Guiz’s subordinates were becoming increasingly insincere, and his own subordinates were afraid to move actively for fear they might get hurt.

What should I do?

Even at this moment, Verdick was anxious. Where could Isella be? Was she alive? If she was alive, wasn’t she hurt somewhere? If only she wasn’t dead. If only she was alive…

Verdick bowed his head. Tears flowed from his eyes.

He would find his daughter.

In whatever state she might be.

* * *

“Miss, here’s the newspaper you requested.”

“Bring it here. Is it the one published in the capital?”

“Yes.”

Karen received the newspaper the maid handed her.

These days Karen truly felt like she was living. Being alone with Raymond was romantic in its own way, but since she had lived her whole life bumping into other people, she couldn’t survive on that alone.

All the conveniences Verdick provided made her live like a human being.

Meals, cleaning, entertainment. He even gave Karen the pleasure of revenge! Karen realized anew that she had been living too stuffily until now.

“Hmm…”

The newspaper was filled with all sorts of stories.

The world turned even without Karen. The world she had lived in was too narrow. Karen felt somewhat sorry for her past self who had thought this world was a romance novel. When she made up her mind to look around, the world was this wide.

The world overflowed with sadness, tragedy, and comedy. Karen read the culture section first. It was what she liked most. But ‘today’ was the same as the ‘today’ she had seen before, so she soon lost interest. News she had already read wasn’t very interesting. Karen turned the page of the newspaper. She quickly skimmed through the news with her eyes.

Father.

She wondered if news of her father’s death might be written there, but the death of a countryside lord wasn’t that important, so it wasn’t included. Maybe in a local newspaper, but the newspaper published in the capital didn’t cover Lord Hyer’s death. Since they said the funeral was already over, there would be even less chance of it appearing in the newspaper now.

But Karen couldn’t take her eyes off the obituary section.

It wasn’t the person she had been thinking of.

But someone who shouldn’t have died at this time was dead.

Prince Louis’s death.

Why did Prince Louis die?

Karen was bewildered.

Prince Louis was someone who shouldn’t have died at this time. On that day in her 117th life, Prince Louis had died, but that boy was usually someone who survived. Both Prince Guiz and Prince Louis were people who lived until before the 116th life. Except for that one time in the 117th life.

When Karen in her 117th life began committing murders, things gradually started going wrong, and the conflict between Prince Guiz and Prince Louis intensified. And eventually Prince Louis was killed by his own father. But that was something so unusual, something that couldn’t have happened. It was an unexpected event that only occurred in the 117th life.

“…Why?”

Karen frantically read through the newspaper. Something she hadn’t anticipated had happened. And it wasn’t a pleasant matter either. Why had Prince Louis died?

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