The Resetting Lady

Most of the rights have already been passed on to Berdick anyway. In justification, the lord will continue to sit down, and the next lord will be seated by his relatives, but that's nothing more than empty. Isela will marry Raymond and become a de facto landlord there. And when Raymond's brother dies, "fortunately" after being seen in society as a landlord, Isela will naturally be incorporated into the aristocratic family.

"Isn't it too early to be a hostess yet?”

"So it's appropriate. It wouldn't matter if it was broken. The next lord is a new officer, so it would be enough to ask him to live in a pastor's office."

It wouldn't be a problem for Isela to do as she pleases. Although Isela was still young, Verdick was able to save Isela if she went bankrupt. As a kind of business, Isela has land. Selina nodded her head.

"I see. That's a good idea. But you're going to have the wedding in the capital, right?”

"Yes, but we're going to have the engagement ceremony there. We need to let the British people know who is the new owner of the land."

Isela opened her mouth with sparkling eyes.

"Are we finally having an engagement with Raymond?”

"Yes, then, honey, I'll just pick a seamstress from the capital and send it directly to the Highlands."

"That'll be all right."

knock, knock

Isela stiffened her face. It's been a long time since my mother and father talked together, and I can't believe you interrupted. Selina also frowned on unpleasantness. But Verdick didn't get up very upset. The servant opened the door quietly.

"What's going on?"

"Master, we have a visitor. It was a girl named Karen Haier.”

Selina and Isela's eyes met. They were the daughters of the estate they were going to be. It's hard to be on good terms with each other, but we'll only talk about bad things. Berdick asked in a sighing voice.

"Why is she here? Was it from the lord?"

"In fact, the telegram arrived a few hours ago."

"A few hours ago or now... You're in such a hurry. Princess Haier's daughter... Why the hell?"

"That's…."

Berdick and his servant shared a few more words. Selina was slowly getting up and getting ready to go back to her room.

"Icella, it's time to get up."

Isela held the skirt with her hand as she watched Berdick. She broke the family time for the first time in a long time. Verdick doesn't love Selina and Selina doesn't love Verdick. But in between, because of Isella, they were maintaining a family form. After Isela gets married, there will be no more time like this. How dare that. Isela bit her lips.

"Isela."

Verdick called Isela.

"Yes, Father."

"What should I do when Karen Haier is here? Since we will go to Haier's territory anyway, it would be right to bring us into the mansion. Selina, when are you going to the capital city?

"I'm about to leave. Then I don't mind if Isela entertains her."

Berdick nodded and even asked Isela.

"And he wants to see you. I'm waiting in the drawing room. I'm your age. Would you like to meet me?"

He asked for his opinion, but he meant to go to the drawing room.

"No."

Isela answered. Verdick raised his eyebrows curiously at the short answer.

"Daughter of the fallen lord Haier, but she is the count's only granddaughter. She's the great granddaughter of the great Duke. There's nothing wrong with knowing. You'd better meet him.”

But Isela shook her head.

"Daddy, do you see someone like that once or twice? She's trying to get some money back.”

"You'll be right."

Berdick nodded. Many people came to the mansion. Please write off the debt, adjust the terms, and accept this. In the end, it was the same sound. I meant I couldn't pay my money. Verdick, of course, was not generous to Lord Haier, but thought that a woman who could be a good ornament to Isela's debut stage was useful. But Isela didn't want to see Karen.

"Get it out. What does it matter now, no matter how luxurious your ancestors' blood is?"

***

Karen waited for a long time.

Nancy and Maubu were not allowed into the mansion, so Karen had to be the only one.

"How much longer do I have to wait to see Mr. Berdick or Miss Isella?"

"Please wait a moment."

I don't say I don't have Isella or something. Fortunately, Raymond doesn't seem to have visited Isela yet.

"Then I'll wait."

Karen leaned on the sofa and looked inside. It was a different place from the Icela mansion in the capital. The buildings in the capital were splendid and magnificent summer villas, but the mansions here were more substantial.

It was possible to move with minimal movement, and the materials inside were simpler. It was more suitable for a business place than a luxury house. Even so, it was much more luxurious than the Hayer House. Even the countess could not lay the dark marble on the floor.

Overall, however, Verdick's hobby was revealed by the fur on the floor and the necks of animals filled with walls that were not suitable for the clean style. Karen felt an itch on her neck when she saw a cut-off stag and a tiger. Thinking of the past when Verdick was running to slay Karen's head.

Berdick and Prince Gwiz were a bit alike.

I got some goosebumps on my arm.

"…Excuse me, but you're not feeling well. I think you'd better go back."

"Go back?"

"Yes, there's an inn in town, so you can stay there for about a day."

"Oh my…."

Karen raised her hand to cover her mouth. And I thought.

Look at him.

Who is sick? Who is sick?

Karen knew well about Isela's physical condition. In a little while, Isela will come down to Haier's house in good shape. But it hurts so much that I can't even meet the person who came to the mansion. It must be a lie.

"…why?"

"Why? There's no reason to want to see you."

"There's no reason to be so dramatic in front of you.”

Karen sighed with a sulky face, sitting at an outdoor table in town with Nancy. The horseman went off to buy a cigarette, and Nancy and Karen sat drinking water with dark faces.

"…I didn't know you wouldn't even come into the house."

Isela was more immature than she thought.

He'd have to be around to convince Raymond to come find Isela. Eventually, the reason he came here was to protect Isela, but Isela, who knows nothing, doesn't even want to see Karen. We'll see each other when we go down to the land, but why are they so out of sync?

As Karen, it was hard to understand.

This is what Isela always like this. When Karen did not understand, she became angry, jealous of nothing, and grew up.

"Would you like to be friends in your next life?"

It's a long way from here. How do you get along with a woman who doesn't even like to meet you? She even has a crush on Raymond.

"One-sided love for Raymond....”

"What's wrong with you?"

"Come to think of it, really... I don't think it's possible to be friends....”

"I told you so."

"…if I save you… I thought it would be possible."

Karen inhaled the water. And I wiped my mouth.

If Isela is kidnapped by Raymond without meeting him, then Verdick will suspect Raymond again. It's an unwanted repetition. Karen wanted to stop it. In this life, I wanted to get along with Isela in my own way.

But is Isela good or not again.

I wanted to save Isela, and I aimed to be a friend, but I'm far from her and I'm not very motivated. Even if you masturbate as a new attempt for a new life, you could not help but feel uncomfortable. Karen clasped the cup.

"I... to save myself... It's like this."

Isela doesn't know that.

However, trying to understand Isella's position did not make me feel comfortable.

Karen held out an empty cup to Nancy. Nancy filled the cup with water.

"But I'm going to succeed. There's no man I haven't seduced so far. A woman wouldn't be the same.”

This cellar will not be much different either.

Karen pledged herself by repeatedly drinking cold water.

It's going to work, buddy.

***

Karen had an unexpected backache in her old bed. I thought I might not be welcomed, but I never imagined that I would be given such a bed.

"The Evans house was uncomfortable, but the meal and bed were the best. I'm a little disappointed."

"Really? I think this is fine."

"In comparison.”

Even though the dining room was not luxurious, it was greasy and edible. Roasted chicken, boiled eggs, peas, and tea came out. He seemed to care about the owner who was frowning at Karen.

Karen sighed and grumbled over breakfast at the inn.

"First of all, I think it was a problem that I went with my bare hands.”

"That's possible."

Isela pretended not to be, but she was a snob. If he had been treated with gifts, he would have met Karen. Karen thought so.

What the hell should I do to stay with Isela? Can you imagine what present would be good?”

"Money is the best. The best gift is cash."

"It's Icela Evans. If we want to make enough cash to make him happy, we'll have to sell both our houses and our land.”

"Oh, I guess so."

Nancy rolled her head, but as a gypsy, it seemed difficult for her to imagine a gift to fill the hearts of Isela, a huge rich woman. So is Karen, too, but Nancy can't be any different.

"Maybe I can get a nice present if I go around.”

"I hope so.”

Karen began to walk around the streets at a quick pace to pick a gift first. First, you have to be next to Isela. Because Raymond is very likely to visit her. And to meet Isela, it was most likely to carry a gift.

The weather was nice.

In the late morning, the streets were full of activity at this near lunch hour. Karen took a step toward a town that was more sophisticated than the capital. The capital city was as antique as it was an old city, but it was a place that the Evans family had been working on for hundreds of years to build their support base.

The walls of the buildings were white and the roofs were red. Overall, it was a small city full of power. Merchants are soliciting Karen from the street. Karen stopped by one of the stores.