Chapter 67

Translator: Effe

Editor: Yonnee

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Louisa spoke.

[ No matter how well she fooled Erich, what would she be doomed if this many people witnessed it? ]

[ Hmm. House Klausener will not easily enough to bring in an unfaithful woman as a bride when she tries to meet another man at the very engagement party. ]

[ Erich would come to his senses if he knew the truth about that vixen. Do you think there’s only one or two men she had targeted before? Obviously, as soon as she gets married, she will siphon off all her property to some other man. ]

Louisa bit her lower lip and spoke with tears in her eyes.

These accusatory words carried her own insecurities and self-projection, but Marquis Belf didn’t even notice that.

It was a simple but sure way. Even if no one were to respond to the letter, it wouldn’t matter.

Would there be no one at that party who would be quick to bite the chance of having a chance to hold Duke Klausener’s woman in his arms?

It was a maid named Nora Hoffman who came up with this useful ploy. It was commendable for concocting a plan without any special order and befitted her master’s feelings.

She was going to give Nora a separate reward after the job was successfully completed.

[ You must never make a mistake, Brother. She’s clever, so if it goes wrong, it’ll be a big deal. ]

[ Don’t worry. I will move directly with Josias. ]

That was the reason that the eldest son, Josias, who would seldom visit the Klausener residence, was attending the party today.

The party hadn’t even started yet, but Josias already drank his third glass of champagne.

Marquis Belf looked at his son disapprovingly.

“Stop drinking. So, where are you going to do the big thing?”

“Couldn’t I do the job of carrying at least one drunken girl?”

Josias sneered.

“Maybe I’ll even take her to the bedroom.”

“Hoh! Stop saying crazy things! What if someone hears it!”

While hurriedly covering Josias’s mouth with a low voice, Marquis Belf narrowed his eyes. Come to think of it, this might be a good way.

Josias was recently divorced. His ex-wife left an heir who was a full-fledged Rommel noble, so it wouldn’t be bad for his second wife to be an Arren Baron.

Especially if she’s a woman who’s capable of bringing in the Weaving Guild as dowry.

Looking at Marquis Belf, Josias spat on the floor. The people who had been keeping their distance, shunning them, backed away that a circle was formed around them.

“Damn. Take it easy. Taking away the daughter-in-law doesn’t mean that Father’s son will become Duke Klausener.”

What a filthy father in a filthy family. Josias himself was no different.

Josias took another shot of his drink. Marquis Belf grabbed his arm and scolded him in a low voice.

“Don’t speak carelessly! For today’s matter.”

“I got it, I got it. Wouldn’t there have been someone who thought like a father until now? With the Weaving Guild hanging on the line?”

“Shhh, your voice…!”

It was then.

The door to the hall opened. Since he is the host, the attendant didn’t even announce his position, but people’s eyes naturally focused on him.

Erich Klausener was as handsome today as ever. There were no special adornments on the black robe wrapped around his tall body. However, the line from the shoulder to the slim waist and long legs was revealed. It was gorgeous just by fitting to the body.

Not only the women swooned, but the men also abandoned their foolish envy.

However, Claire’s dignified figure standing next to him was not at all suppressed. The chandelier light reflected off the crystals on her hair, like flames all around her.

“She looks good. It’s not uncommon for a person who doesn’t seem to be lacking by the Duke’s side.”

“Was Baron Delford such a beauty?”

Someone who knew Claire’s face muttered unknowingly.

Even standing next to Erich, she didn’t lose her vibrancy at all. The evening dress printed with a large pattern looked bold yet sophisticated.

“That necklace must be the diamond necklace that the Duke made for her, right?”

“It is elegant. I thought, ‘Why did he do that?’ because he only used small diamonds, but I didn’t expect it to be so splendid and beautiful.”

Short and long sighs came and went here and there. A fluttering heart and eyes of envy poured out.

Chairperson Neumann was the first to step up.

“Welcome, Your Grace. I almost lost my voice while waiting. What is it?”

“Pardon me. It took longer to prepare than I thought.”

“It is an honor to meet you, Baron Delford. I finally got to meet the rumored person.”

“It is an honor to meet you, Chairperson.”

Claire smiled as he kissed the back of her hand. It was a polite gesture, not overbearing. At the end of his greeting, she could feel the dignity and composure in his attitude of making eye contact and smiling slightly.

Indeed, she hadn’t thought that Chairperson Neumann was timid or lacking confidence. Baron Delford was much more famous in relationships and business circles than in social circles.

“But the rumors, I am very uneasy as to where and what kind of rumors you heard. I hope it’s not rumors that the Duke, who has many women, got tired of beautiful women.”

Erich looked at Claire sharply. Claire ignored that gaze casually.

A silent battle was going on between the two, and Count Hugenberg spoke up.

“Well, I should say my greetings, but I can’t say anything because I can’t get in between the two of you.”

“You just interrupted and cut me off. Long time no see, Count Hugenberg.”

“It’s been two years, right? I should have gone to see you, but you made it so clear that I didn’t have any questions, so I put it off and it happened like this.”

Erich looked at the two curiously.

“Do you know each other?”

“He is an important investor.”

“It was the best choice since I became the head of the family.”

Count Hugenberg chuckled. 

Erich said, “I see,” and nodded. It wasn’t particularly obvious, but he looked dissatisfied. Claire nudged him lightly in the side.

Erich wasn’t the only person the middle-aged men wanted to talk to. The Weaving Guild was a promising investment destination. And there were countless non-investors who wanted to talk to Claire.

People were standing in the distance and not intervening, but suddenly a woman spoke to her in a friendly way and stuck her head out. 

It was Lady Bettina.

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