Obviously, It's My Child - Chapter 65
Chapter 65
Translator: Effe
Editor: Yonnee
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She was a well-paid maid. House Klausener treated their employees well, and the wardrobe maid was treated very well. After all, maintaining expensive dresses required specialized knowledge.
However, lotus leaf cigarettes were staggeringly expensive. Besides, she couldn’t even control herself.
It took less than half a year for her savings to disappear. Now Nora had sold most of her furniture and clothes, and she was still in heavy debt.
If Katya hadn’t helped her, she would have been kicked out of the house she now lives in. She hadn’t been able to pay rent for months.
Katya said in a soft voice.
“Isn’t the Elder Madam a generous person? If you do well, I’m sure she will give you a significant prize.”
“Y-Yes, that’s right.”
“So pass on my words as if they were yours.”
“Yes, thank you, Countess.”
Nora replied with blank eyes.
What Katya said was absolutely right. An addled brain certainly couldn’t distinguish right from wrong, but it was clear that she couldn’t disobey Katya.
* * *
Rumors circulating in high society were not all pleasant.
『 List of articles on Iris Schneider: Focusing on her relationship with Duke Klausener. 』
Such reports would appear on Claire’s desk.
She didn’t really want to know. The quick-witted newspapers who learned that Iris had pulled an aggro were overly loyal.
“I know they sent it to me to respond in advance.”
Was it really for her own sake that they’re sending even the most shady rumors behind the scenes of the social world?
“It seems like these have been sent to you because the people who can’t stand gossip about others can’t write articles.”
Said Roger, arbitrarily revealing the report. It wasn’t something that would be forbidden to look at, so Claire let him.
“Huuu. The Duke plans to get Young Master Elliot as heir, then divorce you and remarry Iris Schneider?”
“It’s such a specific delusion that I have to laugh out loud.”
“It’s a delusion that seems possible for that Lady. This one is even more astounding. The Duke had erectile dysfunction, so he could never let go of the miraculously conceived son.”
“That one must have come from my uncle.”
Claire said, feeling dizzy. James believed it to be true.
It was the result of him trying to somehow understand the current situation in his own way, so she let it be because it was strange to respond to it seriously. In fact, the more misunderstandings and rumors, the better. It will make it easier to hide the truth.
‘It’s kind of fun.’
She felt like bursting into laughter at the thought of Erich explaining that he wasn’t suffering from erectile dysfunction.
“Apart from Lord Delford, are you planning to leave Lady Schneider alone like this?”
“Hmm. He didn’t seem really interested.”
Erich was not one to lie about things like that. If there was any hint of truth behind that, he would have told her about it rather confidently.
Above all, he’s a man who’s so utterly indifferent. It wouldn’t be strange to find out that he’s actually completely clueless about everything that’s happening in high society.
In any case, even if she were to receive a report like this, she wouldn’t be able to do anything about it. Just because Iris fostered some misunderstandings, it’s not as if a tarnished reputation would ruin her life.
Even though Claire had canceled all her boutique reservations, bought up all the designers’ time so that Iris couldn’t have dresses made for the time being, and swept away the pearl necklace that they claimed they were saving for Iris…
That much was just indirectly picking a fight.
* * *
“At some point… You grew up so wonderfully.”
Martha wiped her tears with a handkerchief. Claire looked over the mirror and smiled.
“How happy Milord and the Madam, may their souls rest in peace, would have been if they knew… I was so worried that you would live alone without a partner for the rest of your life, Mistress.”
“You should say that during the wedding. You never know until you enter the dining room.”
Claire said jokingly.
Knock, knock.
Then there was a knock on the door. Martha moved quickly with a bright face as if she had never cried.
“It must be His Grace!”
Claire looked at her watch and thought it might be too early. But it was not Erich who was outside the door, but a maid with a strange expression.
“Oh, sorry if I disturbed you. I have a letter to deliver.”
Seeing Martha’s disappointed face, the maid was at a loss for what to do.
“It’s okay. Martha, bring the letter here.”
Martha brought the letter and letter knife. When she opened the unsigned envelope, she found a short note inside.
『 The Elder Madam’s attitude is suspicious. Be careful what you drink. And Lady Schneider is attending today’s party. 』
Claire licked her upper teeth with the tip of her tongue.
“Of course. Even if I want to live quietly, it just doesn’t work out.”
Originally, House Schneider had no plans to attend today. The households were close enough in relationship to send an invite, but she heard that the count had contacted, saying that there was a lot of talk these days, and that it didn’t seem necessary to attend.
Anyway, the other side is going to fight, so there was no need for her to be polite.
Claire stood in front of the mirror. Then, starting at the line of her bouncy upper chest, she ripped off the thin lace that wrapped around her shoulders and neck.
“Ah, Baron!”
The designer dispatched from the boutique screamed. Claire said with a laugh.
“Rip the rest clean. In the draft, it was originally exposed along this line, right?”
“B-But, Baron…”
“Are you not confident?”
With those words, the designer’s complexion changed completely.
“It can’t be! I will trim it now!”
The designer quickly removed and trimmed the stitches at the seams. Claire watched herself in the mirror at the new look.
She wasn’t completely comfortable wearing an off-shoulder outfit, so she asked for it to be covered, but this one should be fine, right? Everyone exposes this much.
“Martha, go to the hotel and get me the key box and a necklace. That string of pearls? It came in a few days ago.”
“What? There is a pearl necklace, but a key box?”
“There is the cornflower key there. You should go and get it now, Martha. I will take it to the party.”
“What if it gets lost?”
“That’s why I’m trusting you to hold onto it well.”
Claire said so. It is always good to be prepared just in case. It’s even better if she didn’t have to use it.
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