The Resetting Lady

Short for short, long for long. For five months Verdick had a crazy time. It took Verdick so long to grieve, anger, and resign. But it arrived as if it had been waiting for Verdick to accept the reality.

What do you want? What do you want?

Berdick opened the package with a shudder.

“…….”

And there was hair in it.

A slightly disheveled, lemon-colored hair that is the same color as Isella's hair.

And there was nothing else.

Berdick traced the package back. The parcel was eventually left with a document. The criminal twisted around a few times, but the money eventually led to a related person. And all the parcels and letters are collected in the central part of the country, and then re-sentered, Berdick had to visit the local aristocrats to search.

Ironically, it was Raymond Seyertes, Isela's former fiance, and his brother's estate.

"…That's strange."

Berdick looked down at the map with his chin on him. Is this all a coincidence? The Sayertes lord had a slightly strained relationship with him. And because his brother was engaged to his daughter.

Of course there was no direct evidence. The package just went through there. But Verdick felt a prickly sensation. The sensation was a hunch that helped him more appropriately than reason for a long time.

And when Verdick saw a woman with red hair, he felt the prickly sensation felt stronger.

"You're Karen Haier, aren't you?”

***

It was fortunate that Karen was turning around. If Verdick had seen Karen's face at that moment, he would have read a lot of things on that face.

"I think you've got the wrong person."

"No, I think that's right."

"Didn't you come in as Lord Haier's deputy a few months ago and break the contract? I think it's right on the way."

Berdick was adamant. Which one would be better? Karen didn't expect him to remember a single meeting, or a brief encounter, when he was in a whirlwind. It was hard to forget your face once you saw it. Karen rolled her head. What should I do?

'Yes, I'm Karen Haier. Hello, Mr. Berdick. Have you been looking for your daughter? Oh, I'm sorry you couldn't find it.' Should I say it like this way?

There is no lie. In the face of Verdick's sensitivity, it may be better to just be honest. The more you lie, the more you reveal your weaknesses. And as soon as Karen saw Verdick's face, she could easily recall the scene where her head rolled to the floor.

'I think Raymond did something about Isella.’

That was the problem.

Karen thought of the fingernails she found. Isela and Verdick were enemies of Karen and Raymond. Karen first thought of Verdick and Isela when she imagined Raymond had killed or tortured someone. It was a natural guess that the owner of the nail could be Isela. If Verdick finds out, Raymond's fiancee Karen will die again.

Now Karen has no ill relationship with Berdick. Now. That was the problem. Just because there is no bad relationship with Berdick now, can you guarantee that there will be no more? No. Karen remembers his face, which she hit on her neck again and again. He killed Karen again and again. He and Karen were at each other's throats. No matter how it goes this time, you never know when the story will return to its original bad relationship.

"Why are you here?”

I have a relationship with Raymond.

Karen couldn't bear to talk. Confessing between Raymond and Karen was a problem after that. Raymond was the man Verdick gave Isela. After the relationship between Raymond and Isela was over, it was easy to predict that there would be a firestorm for Karen, Raymond's fiancee.

Is this how he dies this time?

Karen felt her head ache. There are things that cannot be avoided even if you try to avoid them. But this time, so many things have changed, and I thought it would also change because something miraculous happened. In fact, it was changing little by little. But Karen thought maybe the same life would repeat itself again this time.

"…before."

Karen licked her lips slightly.

"I... work in the mansion."

"You wouldn't be in the class to do that."

No, I did a lot. Karen recalled all sorts of things Berdyck had done. But it wasn't normal. Karen made up her mind.

"Well, I... I thought you were... What are you saying... I don't know. My job is…."

"Aren't you Karen Haier?"

"I... I don't know you. So I... My name is…."

"So, don't you ask for your name?"

"Huh…."

Karen cried.

Verdick had an irritated face looking at Karen acting like an idiot. But I had to do this.

"I... Ugh....”

"…sigh."

Some even say that they are crazy. It may sound absurd, but this was the best. Berdick doesn't have any evidence now. Also, Karen is not immediately important to Berdick. You have to talk to Raymond first.

Karen said after a long pause.

"Is Mr. Raymond in the mansion now? Would you like to meet him?”

"…all right, I'll do that."

Berdick nodded slightly tired. Karen led Verdick to the mansion, dripping water. As the water began to dry, my body became cold. I'm going to go in quickly and hand over Verdick to Raymond and change first.

"…what you have, are you sure?

"Yes."

Verdick followed Karen quickly. He murmured as he looked at the poorly managed garden and the grassy stone steps.

"…it doesn't seem to be very crowded.”

Verdick said behind Karen.

"Yes... Mr. Raymond is busy. They've reduced the number of available users."

"How many are there now?"

"I only have one."

"…That's strange."

"There is no big problem because there are so few people."

"…Ha."

Verdick seemed to harbor more and more doubts. True, it wasn't normal even in his own eyes. Karen was fortunate that she was wearing a maid's uniform. If you were wearing something like a luxurious dress, not a maid's uniform, the situation would have been even more complicated.

"So Lord Raymond formally hired you?"

"…I don't know…I don't know."

"Do you think it makes sense that you don't know your own problem?"

"I don't remember signing paper."

"Then you can't call yourself a maid. It's just a slave."

Karen wasn't hired in the first place. Karen tried to look as white as possible. You should turn the attention that comes back to you as much as possible. Berdyk asked me more and more like I was full of energy, but I had no choice but not to answer as much as I could.

"Do you think it makes sense in common sense that there are two adult men and women living in this mansion?"

I know. Karen agreed while walking. But their situation was special.

"Adult men and women, without a contract in a place like this? That's... crazy."

Raymond is kind of like that. Karen tried to agree, but with a straight face, she refuted.

"Mr. Raymond is my benefactor. Please don't say anything bad."

"A man with a straight mind doesn't handle things like this. If you're trying to be compassionate, you should be generous and take me home. I can't believe I just left it at home....”

Verdick's blaming Raymond? It's a moral thing. Karen was so full of energy that she could laugh. After Isella disappeared, she seemed to want to interfere with everything.

"Since when have you known Lord Raymond? Is there anything strange... Were there any other women?"

"…I don't know anything."

But Karen knows Verdick. The touch of his axe.

Should I kill him?’

Karen thought of a trap at the entrance. Raymond set up many traps in the mansion. Berdick and Karen had never been in a bad relationship. Since we've already met, it would be a good idea to exclude him from the story. Before Verdick kills himself, he must kill him first.

I can do it.

I just couldn't because I was afraid of myself. I just couldn't because I didn't have a chance. Karen looks around. Verdick has been chasing him. Although he is a middle-aged man with a good appearance, he may succeed even if he is relatively weak if he uses a trap that is not a physical battle. Revenge may be successful this time.

Karen looked at the gate before her eyes. I took a short breath. Let's do this.

"…the gate doesn't open properly, could you help me?”

Karen turned around and asked Berdick.

A trap is installed at the gate. If you pull the door handle that the lion is biting, it will open, but if you pull the knot inside the door handle and open it, the rope will snatch the visitor's body and lift it up. If you're lucky, you can hang Berdick's neck at once.

"You can pull this door.”

"…Oh dear."

Berdick frowns. It's not your job. Karen cheered as Verdick approached the door. I was a little nervous this time, but if I kill him clearly from the beginning, I will be safe with Raymond.

My heart is racing.

Verdick came to the door. I tied the scarf around my neck. Karen imagined literally strangling him. I can do it. Let's dispose of Berdyk, tear the body apart. I'll have to clean up.

You haven't done it in your last life. Above all, if you want to live.

But Verdick did not touch the doorknob. Karen spoke with impatience while waiting. Why aren't you doing anything? Did he notice something? That can't be true.

"If you pull this....”

"Lind! Come here and open the door!"

Berdick turned around and shouted. What? Karen was embarrassed and turned her head in the direction of Berdyck's cry. Damn it, Karen cursed. Lind, Verdick's secretary, was coming from afar.

"Mr. Berdick! Let's go together slowly... Oops, that's."

"You're too slow!"

Berdick shouted and gestured to his secretary. There were more people. There wasn't even one. Karen was so nervous that she didn't notice anyone but Berdick was coming from afar. Damn it. Karen said it like a chew.

"You have... a lot of customers.”

Berdick looked at the clock and frowned at it answered.

There`s no way I`ll be here alone. My watch's full of water, damn it. How much is this? Lind, I'll open the door. There really aren't many people in Tess's mansion right now."

"Who is this lady?”

The fat secretary, who arrived late, looked at Karen.

"I got it because I was drowning. It's called Raymond's maid."

"Open the door, please."

Karen cut off Verdick. Verdick pointed to the door with a chin. As expected, he didn't even want to go through the difficulties of opening the door. And Karen counted the people behind Lind. It wasn't two. One, two, three...by a guess of six There was no way that such a person would come and go alone. Karen spoke to her secretary, who was in a hurry to touch the doorknob.

"You have to untie and open the knot inside the doorknob.”

"…that's a bit unusual.”

"I see. Very... It's different than before, I haven't done this before."

"Because there are fewer people staying."

Karen replied to Berdick's words. I hope it doesn't sound like an excuse.

Karen felt a little perspiration in her hands.

The door opened with a squeal. Verdick looked inside from behind and spoke slowly.

"I think the house is very different from before."

Killing Berdyk at once is a failure. He seemed nervous, too, to expect him to come alone. What can we do? Karen spoke to Berdick with as much nonchalance as possible.

"The gentleman."

"Verdick Evans. I don't know how long you'll pretend you don't know."

"Oh, yes, Mr. Berdick. If you wait here, I'll talk to Raymond."

"Okay, I'll wait."

Berdick stood in the hall and answered. There is not only one trap. And if there are many people, there is a way to treat many people. Karen put her hands together and asked. Like a real maid.

"Can I get you a car?"