Obviously, It's My Child - Chapter 92
Chapter 92
Translator: Effe
Editor: Yonnee
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Claire agreed. Maximilian was tall and had an overly well-built physique.
Roger also stood out because he was tall, but perhaps because of his appearance, Maximilian had a more classic knightly aura.
The attire that Sir Maximillian was wearing was the uniform of House Klausener’s footman. However, at first glance, it looked like he was wearing good clothes because of how neat the new suit was.
“Sir Maximilian, Roger is right. It’s not just about the way you dress. There will definitely be people who recognize you.”
“Isn’t that the same for Mister Carson?”
Claire looked at him curiously. Maximilian continued speaking in a calm manner.
“Although Mister Carson is not a celebrity in society, the opera house’s patrons include many affluent members of the middle class. Most of them know Mister Carson better than they do my face.”
“I’m sure there’s not a lot of people involved in the business, though.”
“He is a man of marriageable age, Baron.”
Claire looked at Roger anew. Thinking about it, that’s right. Roger was a very successful merchant—young and even tall, so he was a good bachelor.
That was the same as saying that everyone knew him. Marriage had always been a thing that most people everywhere are talking about.
As though he had noticed now, Roger whistled.
‘Should I leave them both behind?’
Claire glanced at the coachman. As she thought, it might be better to come alone than with a servant.
Before making that decision, Roger lifted one of her hands and placed it on his own.
“You offered to take me out, so let’s go.”
“…….”
Maximilian remained silent, sticking to her other side of her and holding out his arm.
Claire timidly considered her situation objectively. No, without thinking, the gaze of a passerby eloquently said everything.
‘I can’t get out of this situation that feels straight out of a k-drama…’
Even if they really were fighting for the valiant sake of love, she did not want to be against these two.
Claire sighed. In the first place, she asked Roger to accompany her because she didn’t want to stand out.
Whatever echoed in her mind, the situation was already beyond her control. She could only hope that they would be seen as a three-person group.
It was near the end of the first act when the three entered the theater.
The lobby was cluttered with people who came out to do errands in the intermission, people who arrived late, and people who were leaving early out of boredom.
Nobles would enter through a separate entrance, but the three of them entered through the first floor entrance used by commoners, so there were more people.
Some people arrived at this time to see the ballet part at the beginning of the second act, so even when new people came in, they didn’t look out of place. This was what she was aiming for.
No, they did look. Because both Maximilian and Roger were outstanding men.
Claire moved her steps quickly, trying to avoid those people’s gazes.
“Where are you going?”
“If we wait for a while in the common room on the first floor, they will send an usher. I’ll meet them in the waiting room.”
It would be the waiting room for the main dancer on the day of the performance. There will be nothing particularly dangerous.
By the time the second act began, people had disappeared like the ebb tide. So standing there doing nothing seemed too conspicuous, so Claire moved the other way too.
“Ah.”
Then a woman in shabby clothes gave her a slight glance. Claire thought she didn’t know the face, but the other side seemed to recognize her.
Was this woman the usher that Stefan had sent? Claire approached her without much suspicion.
Roger and Maximilian followed her at a reasonable distance so it would not be too obvious.
“Are you Missus Jerry?”
The woman asked as soon as she got out of the crowded lounge and entered the stairwell.
Claire was a little taken aback. She had never decided on a code name or anything like that.
“You’ve gotten the wrong person.”
But as soon as Claire could answer, the woman grabbed her arm.
Screeeech!
“Baron!”
Maximilian threw himself at once. But before that, the entire floor rotated and the wall ate up the three people.
The walls closed in front of Roger, who ran a step late. He slammed a fist against the wall, but it was quiet as if nothing had ever been there.
* * *
“Wake up.”
Claire faintly opened her eyes at the desperate call. However, her consciousness was still clouded, and she was in a daze.
“You have to get up. You have to go before people come.”
This time, thanks to someone grabbing her cheek and shaking her face, Claire was able to barely open her eyes.
Her head ached terribly. She was dazed for a second, then she remembered what had happened.
The floor moved and the walls opened. After that, she couldn’t see anything because it was pitch dark, but she vaguely remembered how it sounded somewhere like a cavity.
Maximilian had covered her while warning her to be careful. But it had no effect.
What was waiting beyond the wall wasn’t an unexpected attack, it was dust.
She thought instinctively that it would be dangerous for her if she inhaled it, but she couldn’t stop her breathing in time.
She must have lost consciousness afterwards. And she woke up here now.
Claire took a few deep breaths, and regained her senses. The person who woke her up said in relief.
“Ah, you’re up. Thank god. Wipe your face with this.”
The other person held out a handkerchief.
“It would be nice to have some water, but it’s not in this room. You can breathe well, right? Are you in pain anywhere?”
“Who… are you?”
Claire hesitated.
The other person was a young woman in her early twenties.
She was a slender, fragile beauty with honey-colored blonde hair, a small white face, and azure eyes that were like water.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that she is the ideal type of Empire.
The situation felt unreal. Claire thought she was in a movie.
The woman replied hesitantly, her face shy, embarrassed by Claire’s gaze.
“My name is Lina. I am Mr. Stefan Heinz’s maid.”
“Ah.”
Stefan. She had come to the opera house to glean some information from him.
A sense of reality suddenly returned as the rest of her memories came back. It seems that she was still a little dazed.
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