The Military Doctor Excels at Being a Contracted Duchess - Chapter 34

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【Chapter 34】

 

Since the butler acknowledges her, those beneath him can’t dare to argue in front of Ebel.

 

That recognition isn’t gained through marriage.

 

When a lady proves her ability to manage the manor, the butler bows on his own and pledges loyalty.

 

And Ebel bringing Cecily Bettel here to deliberately show this scene was an aristocratic way of expression.

 

There’s no place for you here. So give up any thoughts of using Genevieve to gain something.

 

‘Ah, how chilling.’

 

Cecily, who hadn’t learned noble etiquette or rhetoric but was quick-witted, read the implication and trembled.

 

That’s right, the more predatory the prey, the better.

 

Her blood doesn’t boil at all when dealing with herbivores that tremble at just one word from her.

 

‘Interesting! So very interesting. What should I do?’

 

Cecily’s eyes glinted ominously as she licked her lips with her tongue.

 

Her gaze was now fixed on Ebel, not Victor.

 

‘She didn’t use the children or put them forward. Yet she very naturally imprinted that they are the masters of this house.’

 

Giving them a slight role while taking responsibility herself. Having Victor provide the backing.

 

Isn’t that truly cunning!

 

‘With this one move, it seems she swept away all those who sided with Genevieve.’

 

I don’t know when she started planning this game… but it couldn’t have been long.

 

After all, she hasn’t been at the manor for very long.

 

Yet she’s already gained the butler’s recognition.

 

‘Good, very good.’

 

Cecily pressed down on her pounding chest.

 

She felt like fighting right away, but not here.

 

‘Ah, when will that woman come to the capital? I wish she’d come quickly. Which family is she from anyway?’

 

At first she didn’t care, but her judgment was wrong. Even that was delightful.

 

‘As expected, Victor von Bayern wouldn’t seat just anyone in the mistress’s position.’

 

While Cecily was lost in thought, the matter reached its conclusion.

 

Those who dared to look down on their masters trudged away from the manor.

 

Without even being given a luggage cart, they had to walk carrying their heavy belongings.

 

And they couldn’t get recommendation letters either.

 

‘Emma, was it? She seemed like the woman who came to see me. Genevieve will foam at the mouth when she finds out she was kicked out.’

 

Now she had seen everything there was to see.

 

It was more entertaining than going to the theater, so she could generously overlook today’s water baptism.

 

“I apologize for showing you such an unseemly sight.”

 

A moment later, Ebel approached Cecily.

 

Cecily unconsciously smiled brightly and replied.

 

“It’s fine. My, the children must have suffered a lot all this time. Having been treated that way, it’s understandable they’d want to play nasty pranks.”

 

“It was meant to be poured on my aunt, but they ‘accidentally’ soiled your clothes. I’ll compensate you for the dress. Tailors are coming tomorrow, so how about having one made together then?”

 

“Oh my, that sounds wonderful!”

 

I want to call her sister.

 

Would it be wrong to call her sister?

 

Really? Why not?

 

I want to become close!

 

Ebel saying she would ‘compensate’ meant she was ‘the mistress of this house.’

 

‘Just one dress’ meant that no matter how much it cost, Bayern could easily provide it.

 

Cecily almost stamped her feet as she watched for an opportunity.

 

She wanted to at least link arms with her.

 

‘So cool! She’s so cool I want to trample her.’

 

Wanting to bring the strong to their knees was Cecily’s perverted preference.

 

Even her father would sometimes shake his head at it.

 

She actually approached as if to link arms, but Ebel cut her off cleanly and maintained distance.

 

Yet never being rude about it… excited Cecily to the point of salivating.

 

‘She doesn’t despise me, doesn’t avoid me, doesn’t ignore me. It’s perfect indifference.’

 

Why?

 

When I’m this pretty!

 

Though it was an absurd train of thought, every word was sincere.

 

Watching the retreating figures of the House of Bayern, Cecily wore a dreamy expression as if in a trance.

 

She felt she had really done well to come here.

 

* * *

 

Emma had been kicked out.

 

The most convenient subordinate who had been her hands and feet was gone.

 

What was infuriating was that the entire process had been carried out with only her excluded.

 

Genevieve, who collapsed upon hearing the news belatedly, groaned and finally gritted her teeth.

 

A new maid would come tomorrow.

 

It was obvious she would monitor her every move under orders from that cunning Ebel.

 

‘There’s no choice. I can only wait for the exhibition.’

 

Now only three days remained until the charity exhibition.

 

The invitation already specified the dress code as ‘antique green.’

 

‘If Damian has completely fallen for that thing, I’ll have to make Angelm hostile at least.’

 

Had she ever been cornered this badly in her life?

 

Genevieve clenched her fists and pressed her nails into her palm.

 

It was hard to resist the urge to chase after her right now and tear at her face.

 

* * *

 

After all that commotion, finally today.

 

The day the charity exhibition was to be held at the Archduke’s Mansion, the cool morning air was sweet from dawn.

 

As if to ventilate the atmosphere of the manor that had been stirred up like a beehive, the sky was also clear, so the servants shook off their fear and gloom and moved diligently.

 

Genevieve, who had been staying indoors, came outside and bustled about, catching the maids like catching mice.

 

After moving busily all morning, the outdoor party venue was roughly completed.

 

Green ribbons and leaves, white flowers decorating each round table.

 

A champagne tower built with no less than 77 silver cups.

 

With the artworks brought by the artists on display, it looked quite presentable.

 

Watching the entire process through the window, Ebel also gradually finished her preparations.

 

“But I don’t understand why green. It’s a spring color. Since it’s almost autumn now, other colors would have been better… Or maybe it’s a color for the passing summer.”

 

Elroy chattered while touching her hair.

 

Ebel was wearing a dress with an amber brooch similar in color to her eyes.

 

Though she had chosen it as it perfectly matched ‘antique green,’ she had hesitated briefly because it was a somewhat outdated design.

 

The dresses Victor had bought generally followed the fashion trends of this era.

 

“Elroy, I’m just asking to be sure… this dress isn’t Serena’s, is it?”

 

This was a question that slipped out carelessly.

 

Somehow the back of her neck felt cold.

 

Usually when she had this kind of feeling, that trashy brother would always come barging in.

 

If she had an instinctive ability to sense approaching threats… it wouldn’t hurt to be careful.

 

At this, Elroy stopped styling her hair and tilted her head.

 

“I entered here just before Lady Serena passed away, so I’m not sure. At that time, she always wore only white clothes.”

 

“Really? Call Banya.”

 

Let’s not dismiss this unpleasant feeling as nothing.

 

Ebel’s Brother, especially Angelm among them, was sensitive about Serena’s belongings.

 

It would be troublesome to lose more points here.

 

“Did you call for me, my lady?”

 

“Banya, come here.”

 

“That dress is….”

 

And a moment later, the old woman who appeared couldn’t continue her words for a while.

 

Ebel, who understood everything from her expression alone, pressed her brow firmly.

 

“It must be Serena’s dress. Elroy, I’ll change clothes, so bring me something else.”

 

“Oh, yes, yes!”

 

“Old woman. Was this dress in my wardrobe from the beginning?”

 

It was a question, but she already knew the answer. It wouldn’t have been.

 

Then that meant someone had put it there.

 

‘Genevieve might have been pulling strings from the start.’

 

Ebel changed into a pure white dress with a light green ribbon and instructed them to carefully fold Serena’s clothes.

 

She would get scolded for not matching the dress code, but this was better.

 

“Old woman, tell Angelm to stop by for a moment.”

 

“Understood. Oh my, that was almost a disaster.”

 

“Indeed.”

 

If she had gone out like that, how much would Angelm have disliked it again? That must have been what they were aiming for.

 

“Did you call for me?”

 

Angelm was already dressed perfectly for the party.

 

Well-combed hair and a perfectly fitted children’s formal suit. Cheeks that had recently begun to show a bit of color and blue eyes.

 

No matter how coldly he acted, to adults he was simply adorable.

 

“This dress was mixed in with my wardrobe. I thought it would be right to return it to you, so I called you.”

 

“Ah.”

 

Angelm, who had been staring down at the dress in the box, couldn’t continue his words for a moment.

 

He was probably remembering his mother who had worn this green dress.

 

“Thank you for… returning it.”

 

“I’m the one who should be sorry.”

 

She replied gently and secretly let out a sigh of relief.

 

Seeing such commotion from the morning, it seemed like the day wouldn’t be easy.

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