Resetting Lady - Chapter 216
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“People will surely be amazed when they see you.”
‘…Perfect for getting stoned to death.’
A mistress was truly the perfect target for gossip to bite and tear apart.
The Current King’s mistresses had also been cursed for many years. Mrs. Bercel, the king’s current mistress, had been in that position for over 20 years and had calmed down considerably as she even tended to the king’s illness, but she too had become the protagonist of all sorts of obscene publications when she was young.
Karen had heard her nickname too. The royal bitch, wasn’t it? Considering she was Prince Louis’s birth mother, it was an incredibly harsh fate.
It was perhaps natural that Catherine hadn’t taken such a position. Prince Guiz claimed to love Catherine while refusing to suffer any loss himself.
And most importantly, he was impotent.
“That’s what I want from you first.”
“What?”
Prince Guiz touched Karen’s belly and chin.
And whispered like a snake.
“Dress yourself lavishly and receive criticism from people. Be utterly extravagant and foolish. Then I will love you. I will protect you.”
That was such an easy task.
However, the words Prince Guiz uttered next made Karen’s body stiffen.
“Kill Prince Louis with your own hands. Then your child will become the next king after me.”
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“Damn it.”
Karen threw the necklace onto the bed in an empty room and cursed. Of course. That damned old man wouldn’t be so accommodating.
“Really… trying to devour everything at once, aren’t you?”
Prince Guiz was truly planning to use Karen thoroughly.
First, he would make her dress lavishly so all attention would focus on her and she’d receive criticism. The scandal between Catherine and him was already famous, and now he was even keeping her daughter Karen as his mistress. It couldn’t be more sensational than this.
All sorts of dirty rumors like incestuous seduction would follow her. If the other party had been just an ordinary person rather than royalty, there might have been pitying gazes for her.
But what if pregnant Karen was surrounded by gold and jewels?
A young woman possessing wealth beyond measure was perfect prey to be torn apart on people’s tongues. Karen had already experienced this several times.
Moreover, who would think of a twenty-year-old wife as an equal? She was just a slave. Never an equal. Nothing more than an ornament.
But people couldn’t see such things. They only saw the value of gold and jewels, envying and desiring Karen who wore them.
Karen had been beaten to death on the streets several times. It was the result of becoming an old nobleman’s concubine. It hadn’t been pleasant. Gaining wealth through a man inevitably meant shouldering equivalent risks.
Prince Guiz’s position would surely be the same. Especially if she was a mistress rather than a legitimate wife.
“…I’ll definitely be on the next cover of some pornographic magazine.”
And that would surely continue for months, no, until she died. If she lived an ordinary life, they’d probably sell it for years to come. Thinking of magazines that would be filled with curses and lewd jokes without even paying modeling fees made her stomach churn automatically.
What if Prince Louis died in such a situation?
What if she was framed as the culprit?
Karen ground her teeth. Did Prince Guiz really think she would succeed in killing Louis? Or was even that just something he threw out to toy with her?
Whatever it was, one thing was certain: Guiz was trying to kill Louis. He had been doing so until now, and would continue to do so. Karen recalled the past Raymond had spoken of. Prince Louis was destined to die, he had said. That boy had such a fate.
“…My head hurts…”
Karen held her head. The actions she took to survive only made things more troublesome for her. Wouldn’t it be much easier to just die and start over? Pregnancy was something she could do again, wasn’t it?
Louis, Guiz—they were all strangers in the end. People unrelated to her. Karen kept being drawn to quick suicide and quick resurrection. In her next life, she would first get pregnant with Raymond again and find another method…
“I’ll come back.”
What came to mind unexpectedly was Isella.
Isella Evans, who had told her about her pregnancy and then returned to the royal palace, before Prince Guiz. The same woman who had previously sent Karen to the execution platform.
“…”
Karen realized she had to save Louis. Her heart that didn’t want to kill Isella. Hundreds of times, thousands of times more than that, Raymond would surely try to save Louis. That was the true nature of the man she loved.
This banquet was the day Karen would be introduced as Prince Guiz’s mistress.
‘Is Prince Guize in his right mind?’
Looking at Karen beside Guiz, they were all unable to hide their shock. First at Karen’s beauty, and finally at Prince Guiz’s immorality in taking his former lover’s daughter as his mistress.
‘He’s going to keep Catherine’s daughter as his lover?’
‘Isn’t this a relationship that could be incestuous!’
‘How could he do something so disgusting…’
Many people at the banquet were those who wielded power and each had their own questionable aspects, but apart from that, they thought taking a lover’s daughter as another lover was something only perverts would do. Even those who knew little shame couldn’t do such a thing under the gazes of others.
But the problem was that Prince Guiz was someone who didn’t care about such gazes at all.
“Interesting, very interesting.”
Prince Guiz enjoyed people’s gazes. Others thought Guiz was committing atrocities by his actions that disregarded everything, but compared to his real hobbies, this was nothing. Guiz raised his wine glass and slowly savored people’s gazes and voices.
And among the people was Isella Evans, pale white with fear.
“Isella?”
“Ka, Ka, Karen…”
‘Why is that thing here?’
Guiz’s mood sank. His subordinates had failed to follow orders. He had told them to properly deal with Isella Evans. Even if he wanted to blame them for their mistake, they had all already died or disappeared.
It was better to have fewer people who knew of his filthiness, even if they were lowly worms he needn’t care about.
“Did you bring Evans’s eyes after plucking them out? I told you to definitely collect blue-toned eyes separately.”
“Your, Your Highness… the thing is… those who went to handle it haven’t returned yet.”
When the subordinates who should have returned after dealing with Isella Evans that night didn’t come back, Guiz was picking out things from Verdick’s asset flows that could be used to frame him for rebellion while tapping his fingers.
The reason he hadn’t confiscated Verdick’s assets until now and left them as they were was because he possessed business acumen to turn big money into even bigger money. Although he maintained a relatively amicable relationship with Verdick, he didn’t know how things might turn out if family matters became directly involved.
It was better to eliminate potential troubles from the beginning. If Verdick hadn’t come running just before the documents stamped with Prince Guiz’s seal were processed, the problem would have been solved.
“Your Highness, my daughter has made a great mistake before Your Highness. Please accept this humble offering and forgive her.”
If Verdick hadn’t brought chests of gold coins and bowed his head while desperately begging for forgiveness, Prince Guiz would have made sweeping away the entire Evans Family because of Isella Evans his greatest recent entertainment.
‘If I spared her life, she should have quietly disappeared from my sight, so why did she appear here?’
Prince Guiz was displeased that the material he had missed was flaunting itself before his eyes. Unresolved problems always made him uncomfortable. If she was lucky enough to be born as Verdick’s daughter, shouldn’t she naturally disappear far away to the countryside where she wouldn’t catch his eye?
But how dare she, not knowing the gratitude for being spared, participate in a royal banquet not long after? Prince Guiz looked at Isella’s pale white face and smiled coldly. It was behavior that practically begged to have her neck cut.
“Isella, you’re safe. I’m glad.”
But contrary to Guiz’s feelings, Karen greeted Isella with a smiling face.
The bright smile seemed to celebrate each other’s survival, and watching it made Guiz’s stomach twist. They seemed so secure now, but if one of their heads got cracked, they’d scream in terror.
“What are you scheming?”
“What would I be doing? I’m just happy that Your Highness kept your promise.”
Karen smiled brightly and waved at Isella.
“Isella seems to have quite a tenacious grip on life too. Actually, I didn’t have high expectations of meeting again.”
“…”
“It’s not that I thought Your Highness wouldn’t keep your promise.”
“Ha.”
Guiz snorted and watched Karen’s relaxed demeanor. Having a survivor who witnessed his secret hobbies was definitely not good for him. It was fortunate that Isella’s father was none other than Verdick Evans. He was someone who calculated gains and losses well.
But Isella being alive was like having a bomb that could go off at any time outside of Guiz’s control. And most importantly, weren’t Karen Hyer and Isella Evans acquainted with each other?
Prince Guiz monitored them as if watching an interesting play. But Karen only greeted the trembling Isella and didn’t take any other action.
‘Why isn’t she asking for help?’
Guiz was puzzled. He had expected Karen to whisper, pass something along, or request help, but they simply greeted each other and moved apart again. Isella’s expression wasn’t natural. Verdick had surely warned her, so even coming here was incomprehensible.
“Isella.”
“…Count Sion.”
Guiz looked at the young man who was Isella Evans’s partner.
“Hmm.”
That made sense.
He was a young, handsome knight. Guiz looked down at Karen and Isella’s heads alternately and sneered.
‘Look at them using their brains. Are they planning to use the same method as her mother?’
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