The Male Lead’s Attached Maid Is Too Competent - Chapter 14
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The Male Lead’s Devoted Maid is Too Competent Episode 014
To put it more concisely, Christen was afraid of having children, afraid of keeping someone close by his side.
For that reason, Christen had never made a mistake. He had never gotten close to any woman.
Roella was the woman who had been closest to Christen in his life.
Of course, simply calling her “a woman” felt somewhat inadequate. Roella was exceptional in many ways.
Even after drinking that much beer yesterday, she came to work on time and submitted perfect documents.
After drinking that much, she should be resting by now, but Roella came to work on time as usual.
In many ways, it would be unreasonable to call her an ordinary person.
He became curious about how far Roella could go.
Christen, who had been lost in thought, spoke to Aidan.
“We’ll need to convene the Northern Noble Council again.”
“Yes, Your Grace.”
“…Have Miss Roella attend that meeting as well.”
“Pardon?”
Aidan asked back in a surprised voice at the unexpected order. Although Roella had demonstrated amazing abilities, attending the Northern Council was a different story. Most of those who attended the Northern Council were Established Nobles.
To put it rather crudely, it meant the place was crawling with old men.
Although this was an era that recognized women’s abilities and encouraged their employment, such winds of change had not yet reached the Northern Territory.
The old men still undervalued women’s abilities. It would be the same no matter how much Jayman and Aidan praised them. Taking Roella to such a place would be like throwing prey to the old men.
“I’m not sure if Miss Roella will be able to adapt, Your Grace.”
Aidan spoke indirectly and gently.
“If Miss Roella were to quit because of that incident, the Northern Territory would suffer a great loss.”
“No.”
Christen spoke with a confident voice.
“What you’re worried about won’t happen. It’s about time the Established Nobles realized how narrow-minded and stagnantly rotten they’ve become.”
Christen’s opinion differed slightly from Aidan’s on this matter.
Roella was absolutely not someone who would lose in a Power Struggle against the Established Nobles. That’s what Christen had observed so far.
“What you’re worried about won’t happen.”
That’s why Christen was confident.
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Attend the Northern Council?
“Of course, I know it’s sudden, Miss Roella. But His Grace the Grand Duke expressed his intention that it would be a good experience and that you should attend.”
Aidan spoke with an expression that seemed somewhat apologetic.
Why on earth? Isn’t this a complete promotion? Why, even in the media, you see chairmen engaging in intense power struggles over whether to let someone attend meetings or not. That’s why the Main Wife and Concubine engage in serious psychological warfare to get their children into meetings!
I’m not Christen’s child, so obviously it’s not about being a successor, but doesn’t this mean I’ve been recognized as a capable subordinate!
“…You look pleased.”
“Of course! What should I prepare first? What should I bring? To think such a day would come. Mr. Aidan, you can’t ignore me there.”
“Understood. But may I ask what aspect of this makes you happy?”
“Being able to attend the Northern Council means I’ve gained His Grace the Grand Duke’s trust, doesn’t it? Wow! It means my abilities have been recognized!”
“…That’s true. You’ve probably recognized it for a long time. The Northern Council isn’t exactly a bed of roses. It’s a place full of greedy old men.”
Aidan sighed with a worried expression. Then he earnestly pleaded with me.
“No matter what happens there, no resignation letter. Promise me, quickly.”
“What resignation letter? That will absolutely never happen, Aidan! Don’t worry!”
I’d been working for several years. I remembered the days when I swallowed my tears trying to survive under my terrible supervisor. Not only did he belittle my character, but whenever he was in a bad mood, he’d nitpick over trivial things.
If someone with my easygoing personality lost weight from stress, that says it all.
I endured and overcame all that hardship. I worked face-to-face with that supervisor for years, so what’s just one day? Besides, my mental strength was steel forged in modern society.
Working life was never easy. I experienced all sorts of things and saw every kind of nonsense. Sexual harassment in the workplace was common, and unreasonable demands were expected. Thinking about it, I suddenly remembered that bastard supervisor who got drunk and told me to be his designated driver.
Compared to that, dealing with old men was really nothing at all. Nothing!
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As soon as I entered, the conference room froze cold. I could feel all the gazes pouring toward me. I could understand what Aidan had been worried about.
But, well. It’s not like I’d die. Besides, this was something the Female Protagonist had also experienced in the original story.
I walked confidently and sat next to Aidan. Aidan and Jayman were looking at me with worried faces. The two of them had built camaraderie through their work conflicts over time.
“If it gets too difficult, tell us, Miss Roella.”
Even Jayman said that to me.
“I’m really fine. Thank you for saying that, at least.”
The meeting began as soon as Christen entered. At first, I wasn’t the target. Christen began thoroughly grilling the nobles based on the materials I had organized.
How much money they had embezzled over the years. It was amazing that the Acrasia Grand Ducal House hadn’t gone bankrupt in the past three years. Of course, being the Male Lead’s family, they had a surprising amount of money.
How many gem mines they owned in the Northern Territory.
How many gold mines.
Anyway, regardless of that, they should have done their jobs properly, but that wasn’t the case either. Every time Christen was away, there were numerous problems caused by their neglect of duties.
I watched with pleasure as they got torn apart.
“You’ve disappointed me, whom I trusted and relied upon. I don’t know how my Deceased Father can rest in peace. I thought you were loyal retainers working for the Northern Territory, but to think things would be this chaotic.”
“Ahem!”
“It seems the subordinates made mistakes, Your Grace. I know nothing about this.”
Yes, that’s how you should respond. That’s exactly the cliché, isn’t it? I don’t know, but the people below did it. Then they’ll use the tail-cutting strategy of firing subordinates.
“Since you managed your subordinates so poorly, that’s also your fault.”
“Y-Your Grace.”
Christen didn’t budge an inch.
Christen sighed with a cold expression.
“But if I were to punish everyone using this as an excuse, everyone here would lose their heads.”
“…Your Grace!”
“In this already chaotic situation, I think creating a work vacuum would burden the Northern Territory. Therefore, I’m thinking of giving you all one last chance.”
He was saying he’d wash the dirty laundry and reuse it. Actually, in a place like the Northern Territory where talent was scarce, that would be the best method. Gradually replacing them one by one, starting with the worst performers.
It was the same method Christen had used in the original story.
“But these documents. The handwriting looks familiar.”
The most cantankerous-looking old noble spoke up. Seeing his goatee, he had the typical appearance of a despicable person. He’d probably be the first to get fired.
“Did Miss Roella also write these documents?”
“Is that a problem?”
“Of course it’s a problem! How can you be certain this is accurate?”
The old noble’s face twisted with anger. His eyes were filled with hatred and contempt directed at me. The old noble began breathing fire in my direction.
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