The Obsessive Male Lead Is Jealous Of My Doll - Chapter 29
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As Diane threw down the laundry and shivered, the maids looked at her with preposterous expressions. Diane, who had always been displeased with their gaze, raised her eyes defiantly.
“How dare you! The ones who couldn’t even lift their heads to me in the past…”
The maids’ faces began to visibly harden.
“You have a lot of say when you are the sinner’s daughter.”
Among them, one maid made a sarcastic comment, and the maids next to her snickered.
In fact, the maids, who had trembled under the tyranny of Diane and the butler, now viewed this situation with great satisfaction. The butler was a pervert who harassed the young maids, and Diane was a wicked person who would mercilessly beat the maids if she didn’t like them. So because of that, the maids’ affection for Karentina, who had been nonexistent until now, was increasing rapidly.
“W-what did you say?”
Diane grabbed the muttering maid by the hair.
“Aaah! Let go of me!”
At that moment, the maids, who thought this was the moment, rushed towards Diane.
“You’re going to see what happens.”
No matter how strong Diane was, she was no match for several maids and ended up writhing on the cold floor. The maids clicked their tongues at her as she screamed in frustration with gritted teeth.
“What’s all this fuss about?”
When Zion appeared in the laundry room, the maids lowered their heads. Diane, seizing the opportunity, burst into tears and appealed to him.
“T-The maids ignored me and assaulted me. Heungg.”
Zion responded with the characteristic expressionless face of a doll.
“Everything you’ve done is written in the complaint letters from the maids. It seems you haven’t fully reflected on your actions yet. I’ll inform the master that your punishment in the maids’ laundry room will be extended by another month.”
While the maids’ faces brightened at his words, Diane chewed her lips with a chagrined expression.
“The master has instructed us to use the magic stone generously and wash with warm water. And this is a gift from the master, so go ahead and unwrap it. Then, work hard.”
“Yes, butler.”
The maids untied the boxes that Zion had left behind with each of their names written on them.
“Oh my God! Are these products that protect our hands?”
“It must be precious… It smells good.”
The young lady who took good care of her employees. The maids felt grateful to Karentina.
“Our young lady and the butler… they’re so nice. They even doubled our salary.”
“Yeah. Who cares whether he’s a human or a doll? He treats us fairly like that.”
“And there’s no perversion.”
The maids, who spat out those poignant words, glared at Diane before they returned to their respective places to start their work. Feeling as if a refreshing rain had fallen on the parched duchy, they were a little uplifted.
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Late evening.
After finishing the laundry duties, Diane walked down the empty corridor, her body feeling stiff.
‘I can’t let it end like this.’
Grinding her teeth in anger, she fidgeted with the rocket pendant in her pocket and headed somewhere. Where her steps led was the prison where the butler and Timothia were being held.
She cautiously looked around, holding her breath. The cold air passed over her body as she carefully entered the prison.
Diane, who had lived in the Duke’s castle for a long time, had hidden the magic stone entrusted to her by her father in a locket. This magic stone was the key to opening the prison door, and she had taken desperate actions to retrieve her father.
However, contrary to her hopes, inside the prison were only a few imperial knights under Timothia.
“Where on earth is he?”
Even after thoroughly searching the prison, there was no sign of her father or the lady-in-waiting Timothia. Diane stopped in her tracks, her mind racing.
‘…The Blizzard Room?’
If it was that prison, her magical stone would become nothing but useless trash.
As she delved deeper, she came across a familiar figure. The butler was lying there, unconscious, as a sickening odor assaulted her nose.
‘Karentina, that d*mn thing. How dare she… my father…’
She remembered Karentina staring down at her with a cold expression. Only direct descendants could free the prisoner trapped in the Blizzard Room. Was that why she was sent to the laundry room? Because she knew she couldn’t do anything anyway?
Diane bit her lip and rushed towards him.
“Father!”
The butler struggled to raise his body at the sound of the familiar voice.
“D-Diane! My daughter.”
Her heart broke when she saw his eyes welling up with tears.
“Father, what happened? They said you committed a great sin… Karentina, how did that crazy thing manage to get out?”
“I don’t understand either. She couldn’t even step over the threshold of her room, but suddenly, she was fine. She used magic to open the prison door, led the imperial knights out, and imprisoned lady-in-waiting Timothia here.”
The butler spoke again, beads of cold sweat forming on his forehead.
“That’s not all. The Crown Prince who left for the subjugation has also appeared.”
Diane looked at him with bewildered eyes.
“Father, that’s not the Crown Prince. I heard it’s a doll that Karentina made with magic.”
The butler’s eyes widened as if they were about to fall out.
“S-So, does that mean the Viscount’s words have come true? I can’t believe it…”
As he sank to the floor with a thud, Diane tilted her head as she heard the story she heard for the first time. The butler, who kept repeating that they had been deceived all along, pounded his chest loudly.
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