It's Not A Childcare But A Contract Marriage - Chapter 24 Part 1

The dreadful moment had passed.

Immediately after the Emperor left the banquet hall, the Countess took a sharp breath and looked back at her husband.

“Honey! Don’t you have to do something? That girl, what are we supposed to do-”

“Lower your voice.”

“Isn’t this the situation to be concerned about that girl right now? We need to deal with her immediately!”

“Enough.”

The Countess, who had been muttering, received a cold look from her husband and bit her lip, holding back her words that threatened to spill out.

Just because she was a Countess did not mean she accepted the current situation.

“Go find Viscount de Verquiere.”

“Again? He’s the steward of His Highness Elshan, and he hasn’t properly conveyed the message. That’s why we’re in this mess today!”

“Be quiet.”

“Sigh!”

The Count covered his wife’s incomprehensible words, sealing her lips, and spoke in a low voice.

“Do you know how many ears are listening here right now? Don’t even think about making a fuss while I handle it.”

“… …”

“Chiaville. Follow me.”

He planned to meet the line held by the Second Prince’s faction, figure out what was going on, and move on.

To make sure his wife didn’t lose her temper and start unnecessary trouble, he firmly controlled her and left the banquet hall with his first son, his heir.

“… … Now is not the time to sit still.”

Snap.

The Countess gritted her teeth and glared at the center of the banquet hall with her eyes raised as if the corners of her eyes were tearing.

Normally, she might have quietly followed her husband’s advice, but she couldn’t do that when things got to this point.

“Congratulations, Baron!”

“Today must be a joyous day for you, Baron Plenius.”

The voices of people congratulating the shameless girl echoed continuously, reaching her ears..

The flames of jealousy ignited in the eyes of the Countess.

‘That cheer! That praise! It should have been for me!’

Today’s glory was meant for them.

With their proud son in the lead, she should have worn a motherly smile and accepted the praises pouring in from all around!

‘If it weren’t for that child!’

With eyes blazing like fire, the Countess clenched her fan so tightly it seemed she might shatter it.

The Countess’s expression, which had been glaring at Evely as if she was going to eat her, suddenly transformed into an eerily composed face.

“… … Okay. I have to say hello to my daughter.”

The Countess raised the corners of her mouth, soothing her own frozen heart with ridiculous thoughts.

‘Do you think it will go on like this?’

Her husband told her to stay still, but look at the expression on her poor child’s face!

The Countess, who had ignored her second son’s feelings until just a moment ago, gently patted his cheek to comfort him.

“Doulian, my son. you must be feeling really unjust.”

“Mom…! I mean, really, making a fool of me in front of everyone. Darn it. Today, that was supposed to be mine!”

Understanding her still immature son’s complaints as if she understood everything, she gave him some comforting words and then got to the point.

“There must have been a misunderstanding. Don’t you think?”

“Darn it, what kind of misunderstanding is this? The title has already been transferred!”

“Son, when the misunderstanding is cleared up, won’t the things that go along with it naturally return to the rightful owner?”

“Huh?”

Dooulian seemed to have finally come to his senses, as if his head was spinning. The Countess smiled as she led her son by the arm.

“Well, let’s go see our youngest daughter, then.”

She put on that kind smile that always worked to great effect, and the Countess took her steps.

If there is a misunderstanding, shouldn’t it be resolved?

‘Handling that kid is a very easy task for me.’

Her husband didn’t know. He didn’t know that she had no intention of letting the girl off the hook just because she had grown up. 

But she had confidence in handling that child herself.

* * *

As expected, I looked at her mother, who approached me with the most pretentious expression on her face.

The corners of her mouth, which was pretending to be kind, fluttered slightly, as if my happy expression had caught her eye.

Still, as befits her many years of acting experience, her mother quickly adjusted her expression and opened her mouth in a soft voice.

“Evely. Our sweet daughter.”

Hmm. Usually, when you call me like that, there’s something you want.

“Seeing my daughter enjoying it so much makes me happy, but… … Don’t you think something is strange?”

As expected, this time was no different from what I had expected!

‘She’s probably hinting that I should consider the current situation strange because I received my title.’

It was obvious what would follow after this.