Resetting Lady - Chapter 175

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“Karen Hyer has come to visit again.”

Verdick was pleased with Karen Hyer’s persistence in visiting again without getting tired. However, Isella’s condition wasn’t particularly good. Verdick put down the newspaper he was reading and adjusted his glasses.

“Father! I want to call off the engagement with Lord Raymond! I won’t do it!”

“Isella, what are you talking about.”

Isella lay face down on the bed, sobbing loudly.

Verdick had told a servant to call Raymond, but Raymond had already left the manor long ago. Instead of Isella, who was crying and cursing, Verdick heard the whole story from a nervous servant, which gave him a headache.

Raymond and Isella had gotten into an argument, and Raymond had verbally abused Isella about her appearance.

Verdick couldn’t believe Raymond would say such things, but for now he tried to comfort his crying daughter. Isella had been buried in her bed but then glared at Verdick.

“This is all Father’s fault! Why didn’t you give me a prettier face! And choosing a man like Lord Raymond. Father has no eye for people either!”

“How is that my fault? And you were the one who said Lord Raymond was good, Isella!”

He tried.

But Verdick wasn’t generous enough to put up with more of his daughter’s childish tantrums. To think she was making such a fuss because of her appearance. The money spent on Isella’s hair care, skin care, figure management, clothes, and accessories was truly enormous. Even Isella’s mother hadn’t spent like that.

Verdick said that Raymond was just using her face as an excuse to break up, but Isella didn’t seem to properly hear anything he said. It was because what Raymond had pointed out was exactly what Isella had been constantly worrying about.

“You’re pretty enough as you are.”

But Isella lay face down and didn’t even pretend to listen. Annoyed, Verdick shut the door. Besides, he didn’t really think Raymond would actually break off the engagement with Isella.

“Ask Isella and let her handle it herself.”

Verdick was sick of hearing Isella’s whining. It would be good if there was any topic to divert Isella’s attention. It would be better for her to spend time venting her anger at Karen Hyer. When Verdick gave permission, the servant bowed his head.

“Yes, master.”

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The reasons for developing feelings for someone are different for everyone. So Karen decided to try a method she had never attempted before.

“Maybe it might work.”

“Karen, honestly, it’s hard for me to approve.”

“We have nothing to lose.”

“It’s worse than doing nothing.”

Karen decided to borrow money from Isella.

“Even if it fails, at worst I’ll just get called a beggar and have water thrown at me.”

“…Just wait a few days and I’ll get the money. Wouldn’t it be better to just trust me and wait? I’ll try to think of more things Miss Isella likes.”

“Lord Raymond, don’t do anything unpleasant and just watch.”

“Unpleasant…”

“I mean things like kidnapping or killing Isella. Of course I know you did it for me… But that method failed, so in this life I’ll handle it myself.”

Raymond didn’t agree at all with the idea of borrowing money, but Karen thought this could be a method too.

People have more positive feelings when they help others rather than when they receive help. The reason why there are more people who love their children when comparing parents and children on the same level is probably because of that.

Karen, who had never had children, couldn’t know, but that was usually the case. Perhaps Isella might like people she could give gifts to more than people who gave gifts to her.

‘Wait, Isella did give me gifts a few times before while showing off.’

Karen shook her head. Giving something for show and gaining satisfaction from helping someone in trouble are different things. How could she know if Isella might have a new side that would feel proud helping Karen?

If it went well, it could be an opportunity to become friends with Isella, and even if it went wrong, it would be better than being unable to do anything now. That’s what Karen thought.

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“…So what gift did you bring this time?”

In the bright drawing room, a gloomy Isella asked in a hoarse voice. She seemed to have been crying. Just how much personal attack did Raymond make for the child to be in this state? Maybe it would have been better to listen to Raymond’s advice. Karen swallowed dryly.

“Actually, I couldn’t prepare a gift, Isella.”

“…You kept bringing gifts, and now it’s a different method? It’s not something ridiculous like a gift from the heart, is it?”

“To be honest, I came because I have a favor to ask.”

Isella’s voice sank even lower, making Karen slightly nervous.

And she was somewhat hurt in her pride that she was nervous in front of Isella.

“Could I borrow some money?”

Karen closed her eyes tightly as she asked the question. Would she pour water? Would she scream?

But at the unexpectedly calm reaction, she slowly opened her eyes again. Isella was looking at Karen with an indifferent expression. It was a face she’d never seen before.

“I’m curious about the reason.”

Karen laid out a detailed story with a theatrical tone mixed in.

A maid who had been like a nanny caring for her since childhood had fallen for a coachman and run away with all her necklaces and cash. She also mentioned that a huge amount of money had gone into buying that necklace.

“…My goodness.”

Isella looked at Karen with disdain when she heard that her finances had been shaken by buying that necklace, but she was displeased about Nancy.

“The maid ran away with the coachman, taking all my money… I don’t even have money to go back now.”

“…Those kinds of people should all be caught and killed.”

Isella started cursing Nancy and the coachman together as she listened.

Any employer who started having multiple servants would invariably suffer headaches from the friction that arose with them. From minor things like ‘not working properly’ or ‘looking down on the employer’ to running away with money or having affairs.

There were various ways for people to become close, and badmouthing others was one of them. The two spent time enthusiastically cursing the servants. The conversation went on so long that servants kept bringing snacks.

Isella crunched on cookies aggressively. Instead of dignity, there was anger. Previously, Isella wouldn’t eat such cookies because she said they made her fat.

“When you treat them well, they always stab you in the back like that… I won’t let it slide.”

“…That’s right.”

Karen hoped the target of ‘not letting it slide’ wasn’t Raymond, but looking at Isella’s eyes, Raymond seemed to be included too.

After talking with Karen and eating snacks for a long time, Isella wiped her mouth and looked at Karen.

“Fine, I’ll lend it to you.”

“What?”

“I said I’ll lend it to you.”

Isella answered in a still rough voice.

“Really? Thank you, Miss Isella.”

Karen’s face brightened. The greenhouse light illuminated Isella’s face. Her eyes were swollen from crying and she had pimples on her face, probably from lack of sleep, but she still seemed to glow. Life really was worth living long to see such things. So could this lead to a friend-like relationship?

But Karen’s thoughts were shattered by Isella’s next words.

“There’s a condition.”

As expected.

Karen had a bitter taste in her mouth. Of course Isella wouldn’t just readily do it. The idea of buying sympathy, becoming friends, and borrowing money through one conversation seemed unrealistic even to herself.

But this time many things had changed, so maybe it would work out better. Wasn’t this the first time Isella had focused on her story like this? Whatever condition Isella presented, Karen was prepared to accommodate it if possible. Karen looked at Isella with hope.

“What kind of condition?”

“I’m planning to run away from home, so help me.”

This was unexpected.

Karen felt her throat go cold.

Even if they could buy a carriage, the problem was finding someone to drive the horses. No matter how much money Isella had, there was no one willing to do something that would incur the wrath of Verdick, who had a firm grip on the town’s overall economy.

There was no one in town who didn’t know Isella’s face, and everyone waved their hands in refusal, worried they might get involved in something dangerous. Because Verdick was someone who retaliated thoroughly, none of them wanted to get entangled with him.

That said, Raymond couldn’t escort them directly either. Isella would definitely refuse. Raymond had considered wearing a wig, but he couldn’t hide things like his build, height, or voice.

In the end, he had no choice but to ask someone he knew, and among the people he knew, the most skilled person who would come running fastest for money was this man.

“His skills are good.”

Raymond’s face wasn’t very bright. Karen understood why after meeting Sion directly.

“This is Count Sion Electra.”

“Please take care of me, Miss Karen Hyer.”

“Hello, Count Sion.”

Raymond introduced him. He was a young knight. Karen remembered the face of the young man she had seen on her wedding day. He was Raymond’s direct subordinate. They had shared the same room, he had said. But in her memories, he always had more than half his face blackened from major injuries or had large burns on his face.

Unlike that overly memorable time, his face now could be called handsome. Was it because Raymond had injured one eye? Karen felt their seemingly reversed appearances were a bit strange.

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