The Resetting Lady

But there were too many people. It's a problem to shut down your men, but it was a problem to borrow people to make things smoother.

"Mr. Berdick."

Gail, the servant of Prince Gwiz, called Verdick. Berdick, who didn't know he was here beforehand, was a little surprised. Gail spoke to him with a grimace.

"Mr. Berdick, I think it's going to take a little longer."

"...you're investigating a house? Do you think it makes sense that it takes so long to have these people?"

Gail nodded to Berdick, who blamed him, and answered.

"I'm sorry, but the owner of this house has made some mischief in each room. There's nothing so deadly about it yet, but as Mr. Berdick thinks, Lord Raymond... If you doubt it, you should investigate it more slowly."

"Don't you think we should investigate as much as we can before he gets back?"

The man looked down at Verdick and said,

"Do we have to take that much risk just by questioning? We didn't hear anything like that."

Berdick was furious, but he couldn't be more angry.

Those men were not their own servants. They were borrowed from Prince Gwiz. Prince Gwiz lent a man, but if they die or get hurt, he will be in debt to Prince Gwiz. Borrowed without evidence and only with suspicion, and Raymond was not a child who could fiddle at will.

'…wow.'

It's hard to move. Berdick smoothed his beard. People were looking at themselves. We have to make a decision.

Berdick decided.

"Then I'll stay here until the Baron Raymond Sayertes returns."

"…crazy, huh?"

Karen opened her mouth full of energy. But Verdick told the men without looking at Karen.

"To entertain visitors is the duty of the aristocracy. We came back by chance and were forced to stay. I'd rather thank him when he gets back. You can take good care of the house in the meantime.”

"That's a good idea."

"Isn't that right?"

"You're crazy.

How could you say such a shameless thing? Karen looked up at Verdick with that face, but his men, who were familiar with Berdick, nodded.

"Okay. So what do we do? The original deadline was a week."

"I'd like you to ask him for a little more delay.”

The men nodded their heads.

And Karen felt ominous.

It has rarely been out of Verdick's hands at this time. And in a little while, Verdick will return to the time when he was risking Karen's risk. Will he be able to survive him this time?

Really, can we avoid that day?

***

Berdick chose.

And after making the choice, he didn't hesitate to act. Berdick had the audacity to really live in Raymond's mansion. He was going to keep searching his mansion until Raymond returned.

Karen was amazing, but she couldn't do anything about it. Verdick called people and was searching the mansion extensively. Even if Raymond returned, he even brought documents bearing the royal seal so that it was hard to say anything to him.

"There's nothing wrong with me being in this mansion."

"Don't you think it's more of a matter of courtesy than law?"

"It's a matter of cleaning afterwards. If the doubt is resolved, it would be good for Baron Raymond. And for you, too.

Berdick dismissed it.

Karen was dumbfounded, but she could not resist Berdick. And Karen listened to the conversation between Verdick and the other men and thought it would be better to conform than to resist hard any longer.

"Just in case, you shouldn't touch her."

"…I wish you'd stop imagining unpleasant things.”

The man laughed as Verdick answered.

"I don't mean that. No marks should come forward."

And the man glanced at Karen and said,

"He's very interested in Catherine's daughter."

Karen sighed.

What my mother used to use was also useful. If Prince Gwiz had paid attention to him earlier in his life, he would have suffered less from Berdick. Berdick's eyes were a few times eager to whip Karen, but he couldn't because he was conscious of Prince Gwiz.

It is hard to judge whether what is in Prince Gwiz's eyes is good or bad right now. But now Karen could see that she was on the right side by a hair.

Verdick can't touch Karen now. This is because Karen may know the clues about Isella, and Prince Gwiz is concerned about Karen.

Prince Gwiz was also unable to touch Karen. This is because Verdick is frantically searching for Isela, and he thinks Karen is one of the important clues. Verdick was an important source of funding for him, even if he wanted to.

As a result, Karen was able to move away from the interests of many people and spend her daily life quietly inside the mansion.

As in his previous life, peace came even though he was under the same roof with his enemy.

***

"Madam, wake up. The meal is ready."

"Thank you, but I'm a maid, so you don't have to do this."

Karen woke up rubbing her eyes. Funny enough, Verdick even had a maid. Berdick seemed determined to lure them to food if the whip did not work.

When Karen got up, another maid brought her washcloth, and another maid put food in the tray from behind.

"Would you like to sit on the bed?”

"Yes."

Karen lay down and gestured. I remembered saying that I was a maid a little while ago, but it was better to be lazy because no one would believe it anyway.

"Which do you prefer, tea or milk or water?"

"I'll start with the milk first, so please put the tea in. I'll have milk tea after dinner."

"Okay."

He looked down at the meal and laughed.

It wasn't bad. Actually, it was pretty good. But the same thing as before was fun.

Breakfast includes thick hot cakes with maple syrup, blueberry scones, and toast with fruits.

"…you'll gain weight."

But Verdick's maids said nothing. Karen lifted the tableware with a bitter smile. And I ate slowly. As expected, the taste was good. And Karen was satisfied with that.

***

"What else is this dress?”

"I've got clothes that look good on you, Miss Karen."

"My name is Kelly, not Karen."

"…Excuse me, Miss Kelly."

You're trying to fool around. Karen looked at the maid and looked at the clothes.

Ironically, even the clothes were sky blue dresses that Isela used to wear. Of course, it was high quality, and it was a perfect fit for you. However, dressing like this was not a bad taste, whether it was Berdick or the choice of maidens.

***

Karen was hanging out in the garden drinking orange juice.

Verdick was eagerly looking for traces of Isella, and whenever Karen passed, she would talk to her and talk about Isella. Now he seemed to be trying to appease Karen and awaken her guilt. But Karen is too old and worn out to feel guilty about Berdick. Raymond was the only one who felt guilty.

So Karen was just enjoying all the convenience Berdyk offered.

"I wish there was ice inside."

"I'm sorry, miss. It's a little hard to bring ice here."

"Okay."

"…I'll try to guess as much as I can."

The maids spoke carefully. Then I took the orange out of the cold stream and started to grind it again.

"And the bird I brought last time flew away. Could you let me know that it would be nice to have a new canary?”

"Yes, miss."

Karen laughed.

"I'm a maid like you, not a lady."

"Yes, do you like red in canaries?"

"I like gold."

"Yes, I understand. Lady."

"I'm a maid."

This is a mockery.

This story will also go to Verdick. Karen grinned and picked up the book she was holding. Cold revenge was a very delicious thing. And it was appropriate to kill time.

***

"What is this?"

"The gold coin you'll have if you cooperate with me."

Berdick sat Karen across the street and spoke in a serious voice.

"The Baron Raymond Searsites is obviously hiding something."

"…you're mistaken. There must be some misunderstanding."

"Don't say another word. If you want me to keep my head above water.”

I think it was a lie that was too insincereally?

Karen lowered her eyes. He knows himself. He was lying all the time that he didn't believe himself. If it wasn't for Karen, who had Berdyk as her longtime enemy, many people would have told her what they knew in this situation. Berdick called in people to clean up every day, fed them meals, and even brought all kinds of jewelry.

Karen didn't touch the jewels, but she could see Berdyck was struggling to conciliate herself. If you were really, really, Karen with no memory, you might have already fallen for a girl who simply became his conspirator against Raymond.

"Laymond Seyertes was my daughter's fiance. And one day my daughter went missing... The last place he was found was with Raymond's men."

“…….”

"And my daughter's hair arrived, and someone in this area put in a package."

How can Verdick be so faithful to Raymond's idea?

Verdick was persistent, behavioral, and more flexible than he thought.

"I ask you for your sympathy...Your father really killed himself. That I don't think about this...I have no idea."

“…….”

"I dreamt of my daughter coming back every night, and not long ago it was her birthday, and last year I thought about what to give her, but I can't think about anything this year... Why."

Verdick's voice was drowned out.

"I want to find anything. Please....”

And Karen knew that his misery was also a gift from Raymond to her.

I suppose.

Look at that Verdick.

His death is such an easy revenge that I will avenge him in the best way.

Karen laughed bitterly.

Raymond was really a man who did everything for Karen.

And Karen slowly opened her mouth because she was obliged to receive the gift she gave her.

"I don't think there's anything I can do to help. Mr. Verdick Evans."

Tears slowly flowed from Verdick's eyes.

Karen woke up. Then he turned around and opened the door.

"Wait!"

"…I'm going to step down."

Verdick called Karen.

"I'll give you a full year's worth of business investment!"

“…….”

"After I die, I will make you an heir! How about this one? Now that your father is dead, I will make you my adopted daughter! If only I could find my daughter! As long as you help me!”

Karen sighed. What do you do when you enter his daughter? And there's no way Isela could have been alive until now. The reason his daughter died was just for Karen.

"I'll pretend I didn't hear you."

Karen Haier!

Thack.

Berdick got up from his seat. Again, it was impossible to conciliate Karen. There was hardly a clue in the house. Prince Gwiz's men became less and less sincere, and his men were afraid to move actively, fearing they would get hurt.

What shall we do?

Even at this moment, where is Isela? Will he be alive? Wouldn't it hurt if I was alive? If only I didn't die. If only I could live....

Berdick bowed his head. Tears streamed down from my eyes.

He will find his daughter.

Any appearance.