That Piece Of Trash Was Me - Chapter 128
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Chapter 128
And today.
Today was the day Sandra and Belladonna were leaving the Grand Duchy.
The luggage inspection was already finished, and whether it was because they were thoroughly humiliated at the party or because they were now truly afraid of me, I had received a report that there wasn’t a single hidden piece of jewelry left.
I had made them wait as they tried to flee to the Imperial Capital like they were running away.
“O-Older Sister. Do you still have something to say?”
Sandra, who had lost a lot of weight in just a few days and had become eager to read my mood, asked cautiously.
“Yes. I told you to stay because I have something to say.”
“Wh-what is it?”
Instead of answering right away, I turned my gaze to Countess Roxanne Frazier sitting beside me.
“Aunt Roxanne.”
“Tell me, Tulia.”
“No matter how I think about it, our Sandra is a Frazier young lady who’s been registered into ‘House Frazier,’ isn’t she?”
“That’s right.”
Even though it could be very unpleasant for her to hear, Roxanne Frazier simply nodded obediently.
‘So this is what a real noble lady is like. She’s very dignified and doesn’t get easily shaken.’
She was a noble lady far too good for Nigella.
“It seems Countess Orquin has been teaching our precious and noble Frazier young lady incorrectly all this time.”
“…!”
Belladonna’s body trembled with a start.
I glanced over her lightly and smiled.
“So Aunt Roxanne, who is Sandra’s ‘mother,’ should teach her properly from now on, shouldn’t she?”
A little while ago.
I had called Lady Roxanne aside and served her tea.
“You’ve grown up well, Tulia.”
“Aunt, you’re being too formal with me.”
Our generational order… The K-something inside me…
Those kinds of things made me feel a bit awkward…
But Roxanne only smiled.
“I heard about what happened at the main castle all this time. I’m sorry as your great aunt that I couldn’t take better care of you. It might sound like an excuse, but Nigella… that outsider absolutely wouldn’t let me enter the main castle.”
“What?”
Wow, what kind of person does such things?
When I made a shocked expression, Roxanne, who had been looking into the distance, casually threw out a remark.
“That outsider won’t be able to maintain the Grand Count position. The debt is enormous.”
Did she just call him an outsider ‘person’?
It was quite bold coming from the usually dignified Lady Roxanne’s mouth, and while I was slightly taken aback.
“And later, Marquis Aster will inherit the Grand Duke position.”
Lady Roxanne had a son with Nigella.
So perhaps she might have ambitions for the Grand Duke position later.
She seemed to read my expression.
“If my son were to inherit the Grand Duke title, would that outsider stay quiet?”
“Ah.”
Lady Roxanne seemed truly sick and tired of the person called Nigella, with every word showing her complete disgust.
“His Grace the Grand Duke will give him an appropriate position later. I’m quite satisfied with that, but…”
“Aunt Roxanne. I really hate adultery.”
When I openly mentioned ‘adultery,’ Roxanne’s eyes widened slightly.
“You must have endured a lot all this time, Aunt.”
“….”
Lady Roxanne said nothing, but tears slightly glistened in her eyes. Well, her husband had left her and their son behind to openly set up house with another woman in a separate mansion…
How many holes must be in her heart.
“Aunt Roxanne. I have something in mind, would you like to hear it?”
* * *
‘Well. It was all planned that way.’
Unlike me, leisurely and calmly recalling what happened earlier.
“Tulia Frazier!”
Sandra jumped up from her seat. Even her finger pointing at Roxanne was trembling.
“Wh-wh-why would I be that woman’s daughter?!”
“That woman?”
“The Grand Countess…!”
“You called my name earlier?”
“O-Older Sister…”
“See? Aunt, she’s still like this because you haven’t taught her properly.”
“I’m sorry, Tulia.”
“Sandra will have to have her debutante ball later too, and if she’s like this, won’t I get criticized since I’m in charge of internal affairs?”
“Certainly…”
Lady Roxanne slowly looked Sandra over from head to toe. Her gaze was very cold even from my perspective.
So how would Sandra feel receiving Roxanne’s gaze directly? She’d be trembling like someone who fell into ice water.
Just like now.
“I see. It’s late, but I should teach her properly even now.”
“…!”
“I was too lenient with my ‘daughter’ and caused Tulia much trouble.”
Belladonna, whose complexion had turned white as paper, cried out desperately.
“What on earth are you all talking about?! Sandra is, this child is my daughter!”
“Countess Orquin.”
Roxanne cut her off with a cold voice.
“Is your surname ‘Frazier’?”
“…!”
“My surname is ‘Frazier.’ And Sandra also has the surname ‘Frazier.'”
Glaring at the trembling Belladonna, Roxanne Frazier clenched her fist as if a bug had attached to her mouth and said.
“Also, Sandra is the daughter of ‘my husband,’ Grand Count Nigella Frazier.”
“Stop being unreasonable!”
“Where is this unreasonable?”
“You! You’re getting revenge on me now?! Is it my fault your husband was stolen?! It’s your fault for lacking charm as a woman and losing your husband- Ack!”
Smack!
With the sound of a slap, Belladonna finally stopped talking.
As much as Belladonna’s cheek reddened, I felt pain in my hand too. But I didn’t care and glared at her.
‘This person really, there are things you should and shouldn’t say.’
Clutching her bright red swollen cheek, Belladonna pointed her finger at me.
“Right now, how dare you lay a hand on my face!”
“How dare?”
“Yes! How dare…”
“How daaare?”
Perhaps sensing my reaction wasn’t normal, Belladonna finally hesitated.
I lowered my head and laughed wickedly, kuk kuk kuk.
So much so that everyone in the reception room, even Adel, looked visibly flustered.
“….”
As I slowly raised my head, my pink hair flowed down along my cheeks. My wide-open eyes gleamed white.
It was one of Tulia’s evil smile versions, ver.234892348.
The effect? Perfect score, naturally.
“Did you just say ‘dare’?”
I continued speaking to Belladonna, who couldn’t bear to meet my crazed gaze and had turned her head away.
“You’re the one who dared to insult a Frazier in Frazier territory, aren’t you? Countess Orquin?”
“….”
“Aunt Roxanne. What do you think? I feel like we should formally file a complaint with Her Majesty the Empress about giving a title to such a woman.”
“The Grand Duke Frazier House is the Empire’s only grand ducal house. If my niece, who is the mansion’s actual mistress, feels insulted, then naturally the Imperial Family should apologize as well.”
Roxanne’s answer was calm. Even while mentioning the Imperial Family, she showed no hesitation whatsoever.
Only Belladonna trembled.
“Sandra Frazier.”
Sandra, who had been watching nervously with a pale face, answered a beat late.
“Yes. Yes…! Older Sister Tulia…!”
“From today on, you’ll receive education from Aunt Roxanne, your ‘mother.'”
Her eyes widened.
“What do you mean…! M-Mother, say something!”
Sandra threw a tantrum with a shocked voice, but.
“….”
Belladonna herself only remained silent. In the end, Sandra screamed shrilly.
“I don’t want to! I’m going to stay with my mother!”
“On what grounds?”
“What?”
“Uncle Nigella’s legal wife is Aunt Roxanne. Or should I ask Uncle Nigella to divorce and remarry Countess Orquin instead? Ah, sorry. I misspoke.”
Sandra’s eyes widened. Her mouth froze.
‘Right. As if you could dare to do that.’
Perhaps Sandra had already subtly brought it up several times.
Asking if he couldn’t divorce Roxanne and marry Belladonna instead.
But throughout that long time, Nigella might have lived separately from Roxanne, but he never divorced her. He simply kept Belladonna as his mistress and lived with her.
“Countess Orquin.”
Gazing at Belladonna, who was trembling with humiliation, anger, and fear, I spoke leisurely.
“You must already know that the mansion in the Imperial Capital needs to be sold, right?”
“What?! Sell our house?! How can you still call yourself human, Older Sister?!”
It was Sandra who screamed again.
“Ah, seriously!”
Koreans can’t tolerate being interrupted more than three times!
I was genuinely annoyed and shouted angrily.
“Adel!”
“Yes, Lady Tulia.”
“Gag Sandra Frazier’s mouth with a handkerchief or something!”
Whether Sandra was startled or not didn’t matter. The maids under Adel’s command, organized like an army, instantly gagged Sandra’s mouth with a handkerchief and tied it.
I now spoke menacingly with the expression of a vicious empress who catches concubines like mice.
“Interrupt me one more time and I’ll have your mouth sewn shut with thread next time.”
“…!”
“And Countess Orquin.”
I informed her of the agreement I had finalized with Grandfather last night in a deliberately sweet tone.
“The family laws have been too lenient, haven’t they? A Frazier openly cohabiting with a mistress while having a legal wife.”
“….”
“So His Grace the Grand Duke—Grandfather and I newly established family laws. Since it’s related to internal affairs, it mostly reflects my opinions though.”
“…What kind of family laws…?”
“From now on, mistresses taken by direct members of the Frazier family will be classified as high-class servants or high-class maids. In other words.”
I continued speaking while observing in real-time as one utterly vicious human being crumbled to pieces before my eyes.
“Countess Orquin, from today you can serve Aunt Roxanne.”
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Holy hickory honey ham, Tulia going nuclear over here. I was starting to feel bad for the 2, but they keep talking back to her and it’s obvious that they aren’t sorry for what they did to her at all…