It's Not A Childcare But A Contract Marriage - Chapter 8 Part 1

A deep black aura that absorbed all surrounding light enveloped the room.

I could see the visible magic swirling around the Duke’s hand.

“Huh, huh hup!”

No matter what expression he made, Marquis Gaspar drew in his breath as if he were being strangled.

The Savage family couldn’t even hide their gaping mouths in surprise at the unexpected appearance of the Duke.

“This… the Duke of Ivernum?!”

Embarrassed screams burst out a moment later at the sight of such an unreal figure.

Doulian involuntarily let out a shrill scream, then quickly covered his mouth in embarrassment.

‘What the… He was so cruel to my top floor members earlier. Is the Duke really that scary?’

While I sarcastically pondered internally…

“… …”

The Duke glanced around without saying a word.

Just with that simple nod of his head, everyone in the room couldn’t help but freeze in place.

His presence was simply overwhelming.

“What is the meaning of this?!”

Marquis Gaspard, who had stumbled to the floor but managed to get back up, shouted with a flushed face.

“No matter how much of a Duke you are, how dare you break a Marquis’ belongings without hesitation and intimidate me?”

“Are you intimidated?”

As the Duke turned his head towards Marquis Gaspard again, the Marquis visibly trembled and hesitantly took a step back, adding pitifully,

“Oh, yes! Don’t forget that the Duke is now dealing with His Majesty’s blood relatives!”

The Marquis, who had always relied on the shield of being the Emperor’s relative, seemed to hope that the shield would work in his favor this time as well.

But the Duke paid no attention to his words.

“Ha!”

By forcefully slamming cane into the ground, the Duke made it clear that the Marquis’s words had no effect on him.

The cane nearly grazed the Marquis’s foot, causing him to panic and retreat.

“Why? Why are you like this? What did I do…?!”

“Frightened.”

Thud.

As the Duke took a step forward, the Marquis hastily took a step back and stumbled, tripping and falling on his rear end.

“You dare speak ill of my fiancée?”

The Duke’s voice exuded a chilling calmness.

‘Wow… He was so understanding the last time we negotiated in the office.’

Unlike the Marquis, whom they would have clashed with at the noble meeting due to their different factions, perhaps it was because I posed no threat as a young lady.

I was taken aback by his incredibly cold tone, contrasting with how he had treated me before.

At that moment, the Marquis shouted in a desperate tone, “Ah, where on earth is the Duke’s fiancée—”

“Here.”

‘Huh?’

In an instant, a large hand enveloped the shoulder I had been feeling the coldness of.

“Isn’t she right in front of you?”

The voice of the Duke, who naturally stood next to me, stated a matter-of-fact statement.

“My fiancée.”

“What?!”

Soon, I found myself under the astonished gazes of the people around me.

“Evely, how did you—”

“What on earth is going on!”

The perplexed and infuriated voices of the flop family were directed at me.

‘Even in this situation, it’s truly transparent how they can’t even question the Duke, who brought up the subject.’

It’s truly consistent. I’m still amazed by it.

While thinking so, I could feel the corners of my mouth curling upwards.

“Don’t lie! This girl here was sent to me by the Sinkere family—”

Flutter.

The Duke opened a scroll. The protests from Marquis Gaspard quickly died down.

“That… That…!”