The Circumstances of Being Chosen as the Villainess’s Favorite - Chapter 90

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Chapter 90

 

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A few days later.

 

Lord Bosejour secretly entered the Nobility Council Meeting Room.

 

‘Is no one here?’

 

After repeatedly looking around, the marquis carefully approached the head seat where the chairman sits.

 

Click.

 

When he inserted the key into the keyhole and turned it, the drawer opened.

 

Though the drawer was empty, the marquis unhesitatingly felt around inside it.

 

Click.

 

With the sound of something shifting, the bottom of the drawer fell away.

 

Inside that empty space was a large box for storing seals.

 

“….”

 

For a moment, a complex light flickered in the marquis’s eyes.

 

The chairman’s seal of the Nobility Council.

 

It was the seal used to certify matters decided in Nobility Council meetings.

 

It was not the chairman’s private property, but a public item belonging to ‘the chairman of the Nobility Council’.

 

In principle, it was stored in the Nobility Council Meeting Hall and could only be used within the meeting hall.

 

Since it was strictly managed, external removal was impossible, and only the chairman himself could access the chairman’s seal.

 

Gulp.

 

The marquis swallowed dry saliva and lifted the seal.

 

Just as he was about to stamp Larite and Gregory’s marriage registration document.

 

“I understand that Lady Ansi’s marriage registration has already been processed.”

 

A clear voice rang out.

 

“Gasp!”

 

Lord Bosejour gasped in shock and raised his head.

 

Thud.

 

At the same time, the sound of shoe heels echoed heavily.

 

From between the twilight shadows, a man with a tall figure revealed himself.

 

Light-colored platinum hair.

 

Piercingly blue eyes.

 

Like an elegant and cruel snow leopard, giving his opponent a strange sense of pressure….

 

“…Lord Claudius?”

 

Why is the duke here?

 

As the marquis blinked his eyes in bewilderment.

 

“May I ask what reason you need a new marriage registration for?”

 

Dietrich calmly posed the question.

 

The marquis, who had suddenly come to his senses, opened his mouth to somehow make an excuse.

 

“Ah….”

 

But the marquis couldn’t properly get out any words.

 

It was natural.

 

Because he had no excuse to make.

 

“Recently, you’ve been sharing a close friendship with Lord Gusto.”

 

Dietrich smiled with his eyes.

 

“I was curious about the reason why you two, who barely had any contact before, suddenly became so intimate.”

 

“Ah, th, that’s….”

 

The marquis tried to say something in a fluster, but Dietrich’s words were a bit faster.

 

“So excuse me, but I looked into your friendship a little.”

 

The marquis’s eyes widened instantly.

 

“Are you saying you investigated me?!”

 

“Investigation? That sounds quite embarrassing from my position.”

 

Dietrich shrugged with a face that wasn’t embarrassed at all and continued calmly.

 

“It seems your friendship was formed through a certain young master.”

 

“What?”

 

“I’m referring to Lord Raul, your only son, the young marquis of Bosejour, and a knight-in-training of the Imperial Knight Order.”

 

At that moment.

 

As if struck by a whip, Lord Bosejour flinched and stiffened his shoulders.

 

Dietrich’s smile deepened a little more.

 

“It seems Lord Raul was more interested in other things rather than being faithful to his duties as His Majesty’s sword.”

 

But unlike that gentle smile, only his blue eyes shone as cold as glacial ice.

 

“For instance… trying to make a big score at Valne Gambling Hall.”

 

“Wh, what are you talking about!”

 

Lord Bosejour screamed frantically.

 

However, Dietrich had no interest whatsoever in the marquis’s desperate struggles.

 

“But sadly, Lord Raul didn’t seem to have much talent for gambling.”

 

“Now see here!”

 

“3,976,842 derks.”

 

The marquis was struck speechless with shock.

 

And for good reason, since not a single digit was wrong.

 

Dietrich continued cheerfully.

 

“That’s the amount Lord Raul has lost at Valne Gambling Hall so far.”

 

“Du, Duke. That’s….”

 

“But the more surprising part is that this enormous sum of roughly 4 million derks was completely cleared at some point.”

 

Dietrich continued shamelessly with a face that showed no curiosity at all.

 

“Where did Lord Raul obtain such money? I was truly curious.”

 

Then he stared intently at Lord Bosejour.

 

At the same time, the gentleness he had been maintaining for courtesy’s sake melted away completely like snow.

 

“What will you do? Will you receive some leniency by properly explaining this matter to me, or.”

 

His cold voice fell like a death sentence.

 

“Will you watch as a report is filed with the tax office against House Bosejour and Count Gusto’s House in the name of the ducal house?”

 

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That evening.

 

Larite received an unexpected visitor.

 

“Lady Ansi.”

 

Without even contacting her, Lord Claudius had come to visit the Ansi Family Townhouse.

 

“Lord Claudius?!”

 

Surprised, Larite jumped up from her seat.

 

Toward Larite, whose eyes had grown round, Dietrich seriously posed a question.

 

“Excuse me, but could you accompany me to the Imperial Curia?”

 

The full story of the incident that Dietrich revealed was roughly this.

 

It turned out that when Gregory first forged the marriage registration, he had omitted the Nobility Council chairman’s seal.

 

“He probably didn’t even know that the chairman’s seal needed to be stamped.”

 

That seal usually functions as a safeguard against document forgery, much like keeping a copy of documents at the Imperial Curia.

 

Lord Gusto had long since chosen his eldest son as his successor, so he didn’t bother sharing that information unnecessarily with the loose-lipped Gregory.

 

He was worried that Gregory might get greedy for the count’s position and cause trouble….

 

“But this time, that silence worked as poison.”

 

Gregory had first acted unilaterally on his own, and Lord Gusto only noticed the missing chairman’s seal after Gregory had already committed the deed.

 

So Lord Gusto went directly to find Lord Bosejour, who was the chairman.

 

“What? Why should I stamp it for you?”

 

The marquis initially tried to report this matter, but Lord Gusto made him an offer he couldn’t refuse.

 

“I will pay off all of Lord Raul’s gambling debts.”

 

“….”

 

The marquess, who had been troubled by his son, eventually accepted that proposal.

 

He stamped the ceremonial seal on the marriage registration document stored at the Marriage Registry Office.

 

However, the marriage registration document filed at the Imperial Curia was difficult to tamper with.

 

‘Unlike the Marriage Registry Office which is an imperial palace institution, the Imperial Curia is a completely separate organization from the palace.’

 

Since it was impossible to take the seal outside, there was no way to secretly stamp it at the Imperial Curia either.

 

The document stored at the Imperial Curia remained without the ceremonial seal stamped on it.

 

So the plan was to secretly create another marriage registration document with the seal stamped, then switch it with the Imperial Curia’s document….

 

“…So that’s how it happened.”

 

Larite quietly nodded her head.

 

Dietrich looked at Larite with sunken eyes.

 

In the meantime, Larite had lost some weight.

 

Her complexion was also haggard.

 

Though she pretended to be fine on the outside, she must be suffering terribly inside.

 

“You must have been very confused when I suddenly asked you to go to the Imperial Curia with me.”

 

Dietrich continued with an apologetic expression.

 

“I needed Lady Ansi’s help to check the marriage registration documents, so I acted hastily….”

 

Dietrich unconsciously trailed off.

 

To check the documents, it was natural for Larite herself to make the request.

 

However.

 

‘Will she be alright.’

 

Larite had already suffered greatly in many ways.

 

He worried whether he might be placing a new burden on her.

 

Moreover, the House of Ansi was not a powerful central noble family like the House of Claudius.

 

Having already been refused once, requesting the Imperial Curia to produce the documents might be burdensome.

 

But.

 

“I’ll go.”

 

Larite spoke resolutely without even a moment’s hesitation.

 

“Please let me go with you.”

 

Though her face was pale, her eyes shone clearly.

 

‘Thank goodness.’

 

A faint smile spread across Dietrich’s face.

 

This was the Larite he always knew.

 

Though she appeared fragile on the outside, she had clear convictions and an unbreakable spirit.

 

…He found that very appealing.

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