Obviously, It's My Child - Chapter 89

Chapter 89

Translator: Effe

Editor: Yonnee

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Katya couldn’t completely be swayed. Thomas sat on the sofa roughly and looked down at Katya.

“What happened to that guy?”

“Who do you mean that guy?”

“Stefan. The ballerino guy.”

“Is that my fault too?”

“He’s a lotus leaf cigarette supplier. Is he getting them from the same place as you?”

“…….”

“Hey, Katya. Answer me properly. Has the high-ranking person you’re serving changed to that guy?!”

Bang!

Thomas kicked the table. Even though she knew that he was only doing this to intimidate her, Katya couldn’t help but flinch.

Fortunately, after the sound had subsided, there was no sign of presence outside the door. She clung Thomas’ arm with both hands.

“Calm down. The supply hasn’t been cut off. What’s strange about a high-ranking person using multiple people? You know that too. This is a huge amount of money, so could we be the only ones who are greedy?”

“Uggh, really this.”

“If it’s not me, you can’t get more supplies anyway.”

Katya pushed away from there once.

It was true that the situation was not good. She knew that at some point that the Lotus Palace was preparing to cut her off.

It was around that time that Stefan was sent. The Empress doubled the supply chain of the Opera House.

She didn’t resent it because she had such circumstances from the beginning. There was no way the Empress would take responsibility for the person who was involved in her dirty work. She would easily call upon someone like him to cut her trails. 

“Don’t worry too much. Klausener’s matter will be over soon. My husband told me.”

Katya stood up holding Thomas’s hand, and she sat on his lap as she spoke in a consciously soft voice.

“Ha. Husband?”

“You know. He’s obsessed with me.”

Of course, the story Katya had heard was far from positive. It was an established fact that Erich was suspicious of him.

The Count believed her, but in a worried voice, he told her to stay quiet for the time being and not to meet frivolous people.

Hearing it over and over again raises suspicions in her, so she decided to help herself for the time being. To do that, Thomas had to cooperate.

“And if Stefan has the opera house in the palm of his hand, can he handle the traveling troupe? As long as we scrape in money from all over Arren, the supply will continue.”

“If you know that, stop doing useless things. Just increase the quantity and take it.”

Thomas grabbed her hand. Katya said as she ran her free hand over his face.

“You really should help me. It’s for our daughter.” 

It wasn’t intentional, but Katya’s breath brushed Thomas’s lips.

She would do anything to make Iris the best. She wanted to give her daughter everything she wanted but never had.

Iris was everything she dreamed of. She was a precious Young Miss who grew up receiving all kinds of love, a noble and beautiful lady, and a famous singer who was praised by the people. Iris was her everything, and a perfect alter ego.

Iris was worthy of being a Duchess of a ruling family. It could have been enough.

Katya had grown up begging on her street from the time she could remember, not even knowing about her parents. She herself became the Countess.

‘The Duke is foolish.’

But a man can easily fall into the hands of a woman, and become foolish. Like the Count or the man in front of him.

“Daughter, my goddamn a*s. She doesn’t even know who I am.”

Thomas exhaled with a heavy breath, but did not seem to let go of Katya’s body.

Katya thought as she hugged him. He might be a hindrance to Iris, so she’ll have to deal with him someday, but for now, she needed him.

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16. Opera House

Johann Krozik visited.

He was not on Claire’s schedule. With Louisa’s departure, Johann was practically of no use to Claire.

Until she’d take a new position at the Empress’s side, Claire was also going to withhold his disposition.

Of course, Johann also had to prove his usefulness.

“Well, I get what you are talking about. Are you saying that the original source of the opiate from the Elder Madam’s residence was that ballerino called Stefan?”

“That’s right. He must have entered through Pappenheim County. The Elder Madam was always looking for more effective sleeping pills and sedatives, so it wouldn’t be strange if the Countess gave them to her.”

“Yes. Alright.”

Claire replied indifferently. All the while, her eyes were constantly scanning the papers. There was no time to focus on non-essential information.

“But the matter is already over, isn’t it? I wasn’t specifically looking for the source of the drug in the Elder Madam’s room.”

“…I explained to you about Stefan.”

In fact, information is information, so Johann, who deliberately said something meaningful with the intention of getting recognized for his ability, felt embarrassed.

“According to Stefan, there is another drug that can cause the same symptoms that the Duke suffered.”

“Hmm.”

Claire’s eyes, which finally show interest for the first time, turned to Johann. But she didn’t readily agree.

“Coma, slow heartbeat, hypothermia… All of these are side effects of opioids. Does that mean there are drugs designed for that side effect, or do you mean there are drugs that are particularly prone to causing such side effects?”

“It would be a very small amount if it was tasteless and odorless when mixed with sparkling wine, but it is rare to have such side effects.”

That meant it was the latter.

Claire thought the way he spoke was odd. It’s natural for drug addicts to seek out stronger drugs, and with the advancements of chemistry, it’s no wonder that such drugs were being created.

However, it’s a different once affirmed that it could cause side effects even after only small amounts had been ingested—even more so as it was tasteless and odorless. It felt like the drug was made to have that effect on purpose. It felt certain that Johann was relaying Stefan’s words verbatim.

“Alright, so?”

“He said that he can give you information about distribution channels. However, he will tell you directly, Baron.”

“That can’t happen.”

Before Claire could say anything, Maximillian interrupted. Claire looked at him and said,

“I haven’t decided yet.”

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