That Piece Of Trash Was Me - Chapter 160

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Chapter 160

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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I stared at Benjamin intently before asking with a coy expression.

 

“Do you know me?”

 

It was probably a question he never expected.

 

And it was also an overly typical question that would only appear in pulp novels.

 

As evidence of this, Ramus Jeremiah, who was beside us, hurriedly turned his body and covered his mouth.

 

He was definitely holding back laughter that was about to burst out.

 

Benjamin didn’t laugh. No, he had been consistently wearing a gentle smile on his lips from the very first moment I saw him.

 

“Yes. I know you.”

 

“I see. I know you too.”

 

For a moment, Benjamin’s eyes sparkled. It was strange how the surprise in his gaze immediately changed into clear joy.

 

Was it that surprising that I remembered him?

 

‘It would be surprising.’

 

That scrawny little kid from childhood had grown up so magnificently that he was unrecognizable.

 

I barely controlled my gaze from traveling down toward his body and smiled.

 

“But what exactly are you offering to help me with?”

 

Benjamin’s eyes gently curved. The unexpected eye smile made me unconsciously gasp.

 

“You know, don’t you?”

 

‘Wow.’

 

That’s right! This characteristic smooth-talking!

 

Unlike the other Male Leads, he was uniquely flirtatious, but in reality a pure playboy concept Male Lead who had never even held hands with other women!

 

‘Wait, did he seduce the King with that kind of thing? No, no. That bread game isn’t that kind of game.’

 

I lifted my head up.

 

Today too, Kim Ddongbyeol was shining beautifully.

 

 

 

[System] Would you like to check ‘Benjamin Fluas’s’ Affection Level?

 

[System] Benjamin Fluas’s Character Importance: ☆☆☆☆☆

 

 

 

When I clicked ‘YES’ with my eyes, a Gauge Bar immediately appeared above Benjamin’s head.

 

A sparkling bright blue color above his golden hair.

 

‘…His Affection Level is already that high?’

 

Did Trini say something to him?

 

The puzzlement was brief.

 

Deciding to figure that out later, after seeing the Affection Level, I immediately opened my heart halfway to Benjamin.

 

With that level of affection, he would never betray me.

 

‘Honestly speaking, Benjamin can raise my plan’s success rate much more than Ramus Jeremiah.’

 

While Ramus Jeremiah also had decent looks, he was far from matching the destructive power of that golden Male Lead named Benjamin.

 

Right. He’s one of the Male Leads!

 

“I don’t think ‘help’ is the right word.”

 

Still, I was worried that if I readily agreed on our first meeting (well, not really our first), I might seem too easy.

 

“This matter is very important to me.”

 

Actually, I was worried that precious Affection Level might drop, so I spoke as if I wasn’t a fool, pretending to be quite sharp.

 

“So shall we proceed as a transaction? Wouldn’t it be better if we both have something to give and take?”

 

Benjamin blinked. I was a bit flustered again. My heart fluttered a little as his golden eyes were hidden and revealed.

 

‘Geez.’

 

Does this guy have Honey Trap ingrained in his body? He’s a dangerous one.

 

Benjamin, who couldn’t possibly know what I was thinking, smiled gently.

 

“A transaction.”

 

A seductive smile and a proper voice. A subtle harmony.

 

“Let’s do that. Miss.”

 

 

 

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Megran Hitman Duchess.

 

Today too, she stood watching her husband’s back with gloomy eyes.

 

That man was like that.

 

Only when she directly monitored him with her own two eyes did he lose ‘less’ money.

 

She already knew he did it on purpose. It was that man’s favorite method to break her spirit.

 

He even brazenly wrapped his arms around young, beautiful women’s waists and fondled them right in front of his wife.

 

For a moment, feeling disgusted and dirty toward her husband, Duchess Megran turned her head once, but still resolutely checked the amount of chips her husband was exchanging again.

 

Meanwhile, Duke Hitman glanced back at her once. Seeing her pale face, he grinned wickedly.

 

Why on earth was that man born like that?

 

And why did she have to marry such a man?

 

When did her heart start burning up like this?

 

There was no one in High Society who didn’t know about the relationship between the Hitman Duke couple.

 

So there were quite a few men who approached her, the Duchess.

 

But not a single one among them was sincere. They were all just riffraff trying to get a taste of sweetness by borrowing the power of the Hitman Ducal House.

 

But Megran didn’t want to fool around with moderately handsome young men like her husband did.

 

She had simply wanted a stable family, a couple faithful and respectful to each other.

 

She had only wished for such things…

 

Even now, there were many men who approached her and subtly tried to strike up conversations, but Megran was busy calculating her husband’s chip amounts.

 

A slightly sad smile formed on her lips.

 

Whether she was someone’s wife, or a dog guarding the family’s wealth.

 

She thought she no longer knew for sure.

 

Even in Briyang Empire’s High Society, half the gazes toward Duchess Megran Hitman were sympathetic, and half were mockingly contemptuous.

 

‘I’m tired… Should I just drink a glass of water…’

 

If Megran sat down comfortably in a chair, he would mercilessly bet larger stakes to tighten the leash around her neck.

 

She hadn’t properly drunk even a sip of water since entering this Gambling House.

 

Just as she was staggering from dizziness.

 

“…?”

 

Some man’s arm suddenly appeared and firmly supported Megran’s thin body.

 

“Madam, shall I help you?”

 

Just from hearing it, it was clearly a young man’s voice.

 

What kind of riffraff was it this time?

 

Lifting her head with slight disgust, Megran unconsciously opened her mouth in a daze.

 

“Ah…?”

 

It was because a stunning man she had never seen before, who made her heart flutter, was supporting her.

 

 

 

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“What? What’s with that gigolo-looking bastard?!”

 

“…”

 

“Huh? He’s holding my wife’s hand and smiling? Huh?”

 

“….”

 

“Oh? Now he’s unbuttoning his shirt? Oh? That woman Megran can’t take her eyes off him? Oh? How infuriating?”

 

“….”

 

“Oh? He’s brushing her hair aside and she’s not even avoiding it?! That crazy woman! A married woman losing her mind over a young brat! No wonder their marriage is a mess! Tsk tsk!”

 

“….”

 

I turned to look at Ramus Jeremiah after scratching my voice low and shouting just like Duke Hitman would.

 

“How was that? My skill at fluently performing Voice Mimicry while perfectly deducing Duke Hitman’s current inner thoughts?”

 

“Yes. Excellent, Miss.”

 

Ramus Jeremiah gave me a soulless applause.

 

But I felt sufficiently proud. Duke Hitman’s face had clearly turned red and blue with anger. It was also amusing in a way.

 

‘Talk about double standards.’

 

The Duchess hadn’t even massaged Benjamin’s waist, yet Duke Hitman was glaring at his wife with eyes full of rage.

 

‘Well, I guess.’

 

Benjamin is devastatingly handsome after all.

 

“He really did grow up well.”

 

At my muttering, Ramus Jeremiah’s gaze turned toward me. It was the same look that had been watching Benjamin intently.

 

“Is this your first time seeing him since then, Miss?”

 

“Yeah. You already know his identity, I see?”

 

“Of course.”

 

As expected, not just anyone can become the head of Information Guild Merchants.

 

“But there’s one thing I don’t understand. Did you call that Prince to this Gambling House in advance, Miss?”

 

“No? I only received a brief report that he was coming to the Empire.”

 

“I see….”

 

Ramus Jeremiah didn’t bother hiding his suspicious expression. He was staring intently at Benjamin, but he wasn’t particularly conspicuous.

 

In fact, almost all the Nobles nearby were busy stealing glances at Benjamin and whispering among themselves.

 

Well, it was like the sun appearing at a feast of stars, so how could he not draw attention.

 

I understand, I understand.

 

“When I return, I’ll need to look into that Prince’s movements and intentions. It definitely seemed like he approached you on purpose earlier.”

 

“Why would he approach me? Because I’m pretty?”

 

“According to the information I’ve gathered, there are quite a few Beauties in Sorsen Kingdom who have fallen lovesick because of that Prince….”

 

“…So you’re telling me to snap out of my hopeless princess complex?”

 

“How could I say such a thing to someone like my master? I’m simply informing you that such information exists.”

 

I was about to glare at the cunning Ramus Jeremiah but just shrugged my shoulders instead.

 

“Ugh.”

 

What would you know.

 

Tulia is set up as both the greatest trash and the greatest beauty in this world, you know?

 

“Then do that. Ramus.”

 

“And what will you do, Miss?”

 

“Me? Of course I’ll.”

 

I let out a gentle voice as I began putting on the Raven Feather Black Gloves I had brought.

 

“Go punish that bastard… no, no. That evil spirit in the name of justice.”

 

An industrial spy trying to get his hands on Tulia’s money?

 

He won’t die peacefully.

 

My eyes gleamed wickedly.

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