The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 254
Chapter 254
Translator: Yonnee
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Meanwhile, as Radis had been contemplating what to eat at the buffet table, she waved nonchalantly at Yves when he called out to her.
However, she soon noticed Olivier standing close to him. She froze.
‘Olivier…’
Realizing that she was inevitably going to hurt him, she slowly lowered her hand.
Yves shouted to her,
“Radis! His Highness wants to meet Sir Robert!”
Radis nodded and went off to find Robert, who was with the knights.
Olivier whispered in a very quiet voice,
“…What are you doing?”
Yves leaned in to whisper in his ear.
“If you think you can use it well, take my title and my lands. I only need Radis. I’ll just live as a supportive house-husband.”
Olivier looked up at him with wide eyes.
“Are you trying to provoke my anger to drive a wedge between me and her? Radis and I are bound by our souls. No one, especially not you, can come between us.”
“You’re mistaken, Your Highness. How many times have you even met Radis to claim such a soul bond…?”
“It doesn’t matter how many times. You used her to get close to me. You don’t even deserve to worship a single strand of her hair.”
“Why would I worship her hair? Although, it’s incredibly soft, with a wonderfully sweet scent that almost brings me to tears…”
As Yves Russell closed his eyes, seemingly reminiscing about the texture, Olivier glared at him with a look that could easily kill.
Olivier declared coldly,
“I’m going to propose to her today.”
Having witnessed up close how Empress Adrianne and Charles destroyed the souls of three women, he had no intention of delaying his proposal.
“Born as two halves, our souls and bodies will return to being perfectly one.”
“What time do you plan to do it? I’ll make sure to do it before you.”
“……!”
Yves Russell, with an evil smile, licked his lips slightly, clearly enjoying the situation immensely.
And Olivier…
He had never felt this level of anger before in his life.
Cracks began to form in Olivier’s perfect mask.
His beautiful lips trembled with rage.
Fine wrinkles appeared on his smooth nose, and a cruel light shone in his usually clear, jewel-like violet eyes.
Olivier spoke through his quivering lips.
“You will regret this moment for the rest of your life, even though that regret will do you no good.”
Yves Russell shrugged.
“You scare me, Your Highness the Third Prince.”
“You…!”
“Will you keep being this angry in front of Radis?”
“…….!”
Olivier realized that Radis was approaching them from behind.
He shot one last fierce glare at Yves Russell, then lifted his chin proudly.
He returned to being Olivier Arpend, the Third Prince of the Empire, as fragile as a glass doll.
Radis approached cautiously, bowing slightly as she spoke to him.
“Lord Olivier, this is Sir Robert Roderick.”
Olivier gazed at Radis with sorrowful eyes.
Seeing his sad eyes, Radis felt an overwhelming urge to dig a hole and bury herself in it out of guilt.
Olivier turned his sorrowful gaze to Robert and spoke.
“Sir Robert, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Robert was at a loss for words upon seeing Olivier.
He had expected a prince to resemble the wicked and corpulent emperor, but it seemed a crystal statue had emerged instead.
To Robert’s rough eyes, Olivier appeared like a god of beauty dedicated to the earth.
Robert finally managed to bow and speak.
“…Your Highness, it is an honor.”
Olivier continued in a voice heavy with sorrow.
“I heard about the unfortunate incident during the Trial of Incandescence. I promise to identify and severely punish the instigators, restoring the honor of knights like you who are devoted to the Empire.”
Robert recalled Xenon lying naked on the arena floor and said,
“If Your Highness speaks of Sir Xenon, he has already received sufficient punishment.”
“Those behind him must also be adequately punished.”
Meanwhile, Radis, who had stepped aside slightly and was listening to their conversation quietly, felt like she was dying inside. Her mind was in complete chaos.
Oh, I like Yves.
As much as he annoyed her, she couldn’t deny the truth.
Yet she also questioned if it was right.
Seeing Olivier look so sad, like a kitten caught in the rain, made her heart ache with guilt.
Radis realized she needed to let Olivier know how she felt as soon as possible—for his sake.
‘But not here…’
Biting her lower lip, she looked around helplessly.
Just then, she caught Elizabeth’s eye as she was strolling through the banquet hall with other noble ladies.
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