The Resetting Lady

"Why doesn't Baron Raymond notice?’

Nancy wept inwardly.

Although he gave Raymond a hard look, Raymond just seemed shocked that Karen was not meeting him and didn't think of anything.

He really wanted to stay in the mansion for a long time and eat the maid's seat. Due to her special position, she was paid several times more than others, both in the High House and in the Baron family. Being a stranger would make it difficult to get a job again, and there was no way I could have saved this much money anywhere I went.

From Raymond's attitude, it was obvious that Karen would be beaten if she disappeared.

Karen looked like she was hit in the head with a hammer because she didn't eat, but she might faint when she heard that she left home.

'My salary...'

"Hurry up!"

"Yes, yes..."

Karen hastened Nancy to see if she was procrastinating. Nancy pushed clothes and cash into the bag.

"No, no, you can take out all your clothes."

"What?"

"Get me a pair of comfortable pajamas and a dress or two that I wear well. We can buy all the new ones. There's a separate dressing room inside the boat. You can wear it there. And take out the corsets! I'm pregnant and I can't wear it anymore!"

Nancy inadvertently pulled out her corset and fancy dress.

"Put it in the small bag I threw earlier, not the big one. Who's running away with that big thing? Do you want me to be caught?"

All right.

Nancy swallowed the answer. The bag became light enough for a woman to carry alone when she put in the least things Karen had ordered. This was enough weight for Karen alone.

"Should I get some more money?”

"Take your money to a minimum. We can send the bill to the mansion anyway."

You said you were pregnant.

Nancy wanted to say something to Karen, who ignored the concept of pregnant women, but she couldn't say anything. Instead, Nancy asked Karen.

"Then when will you leave, miss?"

"Tonight."

"What?"

Nancy opened her mouth wide.

"What are you so surprised about? You saw the ticket earlier. That's the train tonight."

"No... When is that again?.”

It was yesterday that Karen said she wanted to read the newspaper. And you're leaving in a day? Come to think of it, when did you get that train ticket again?

"Sir Zion must be holding Raymond's foot by now.”

"Lord Zion?"

"I sent a telegram to Isela yesterday when you went down to the restaurant and Raymond was at the restaurant.”

Karen smiled confidently.

Due to the omission of meals, the attention of the homeowners was focused on the restaurant's Raymond. The couple's fight was an exciting sight for the users.

Knowing that it wouldn't spread seriously anyway, the users said, "Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my," but they didn't tighten their guard. Even Nancy did.

That was an opportunity.

Karen lay down in the room pretending to be a swarm and sneaked out and telegraphed Isela.

The telegraph room was next to Raymond's office, and the room was empty as Karen handed out meals that she had not eaten to her servants. It was finally the moment when the method of using a telegraph, which I have learned for a long time as a pastime, finally shone.

No one would have expected that she, the lord's daughter and baroness, could use a telegraph at the age of 17. This is because aristocrats rarely use telegraphs themselves. What's more, it's all the more so if you as young as yourself. And Karen knew someone else besides herself who could use a telegraph.

It's Icela Evans. Karen smiled and telegraphed to the Evans family based on her memory of working as the Icella's maid.

Karen? How the hell did you get this address?

"With all my resources.

"No, what the hell is this?.

Isela's embarrassment was felt as a telegram, but Karen quickly telegraphed.

"I saw the cruise ad in the newspaper this time. I want to go even if I die, but Raymond won't let me go. Can you help me?

"Why me?"

It was a short seminal of Isela.

Karen was a little heartbroken. He should have been kidnapped by Crown Prince Gwiz this time as well. In this life, Isela did not have deep resentment against Karen, but she did not have much intimacy.

"I don't want to do anything dangerous.

No, but Karen didn't give up.

"I'll write a cruise review in detail in the newspaper. Wouldn't my writing seem more sincere than anything else?

…….

A review of the trip used by his ex-fiancée's wife.

Good products, big advertisements, did not promise success. Image was also very important.

Icela Evans worked in detail from the ship's structure and materials to its size, and he also worked hard on the various products that filled them. But there was a problem, so I couldn't lower the price at all.

The product Icella put out was not at a level where ordinary people could go for a change of mood. Most of them were just going to look around, as it was equivalent to the salaries of lower-level officials.

If you can't afford it, you have to put up that luxurious image, but most of the rich were aristocrats and the nobles didn't like the Evans family. In order to overcome the situation and add a luxurious image, the rich and famous had to be promoted.

The postscript written by Karen Haier, or Baron Karen Seyertes, will be true to anyone.

The young lady of Sir Raymond Seyertes, a prominent social figure, was immediately confined to her estate and left a lot of questions to many people as soon as she got married, and Icela Evans was laughed at.

Although his engagement with Zion Electra somewhat diluted rumors of a breakup, Isela was still branded as the daughter of a private loan shark whom Raymond did not choose.

Considering this situation, the story that Baroness Cairtes praised highly was quite tempting for Isela in business.

Icela Evans' reply was delayed. I'm thinking about it.

***

"Now I'm saying… Outside... there's an Evans wagon waiting?”

"Yes."

Nancy grabbed Karen by the arm as Karen stepped out the door.

"No, I don't want to. Don't go."

"Why are you bothering me?”

Karen frown out Nancy's hand.

"We don't have time now, we have to go.”

"If you leave, I'll die!"

"Oh, why would you die from this? …it's all right. I'll save your life."

"You've been staying, haven't you?"

"No, be quiet. I'm leaving now. No one can stop me. I'll float around in the warm southern sea tilting a crystal-made glass. By the way, floating doesn't mean the ocean. You know what? The ship also has a swimming pool."

"Lady!"

Karen dragged Nancy down with her bag. While Zion was holding on to Raymond, he had to get out through the back door.

"Oh... bother me."

Karen was annoyed by Nancy, who was hanging on.

I think it'll be quiet as soon as I taste the bullet. Why don't you point your gun back to your forehead like before?

“…….”

Karen relented and shook her head. As expected, once a person gets to know a convenient means, he or she keeps looking for them after that. Most of all, he didn't have a gun now.

Raymond refused to allow Karen to carry a gun at the mansion. Karen asked him to give her the means to protect herself from any unknown situation anywhere, but Raymond didn't give her what he was worried about when he was next to her.

Karen shook off the temptation to shoot and spoke kindly to Nancy.

"Then let's go together."

Cruise boarding fee is equivalent to Nancy's one-year annual salary, but that was not the amount Karen could not pay for Nancy. Money didn't mean much to Karen and Raymond anyway.

I thought for a moment that Nancy might take the money and run away with it again, but even so, taking the opportunity now was more important than money.

"What?"

Nancy, however, didn't like it, but rather freaked out.

"You know how much that costs, right?”

"Third-class compartment?"

Karen snorted.

"The place I'll be staying is a special room. You'll stay there, too."

"Special room..."

"Why are you so frightened? I'm comfortable if I have someone to carry my luggage with me. I'd rather have you than get another maid from Isela."

"Everything, everything, you're fired after coming back."

"Do you know the opportunity cost? You'll never be able to go again. Do you know how much it costs to get on board?

"And I can't lose my life....”

Karen only then knew exactly what Nancy wanted.

Nancy always wanted money, but she wanted a stable life. No matter how luxurious it was, it didn't matter to her.

There must have been a lot of anxiety next to the mentally ill young owner. So if Karen behaves differently than she expected, she would be madly angry, or she would run away with the money. I don't like living floating on the streets and selling drugs.

Perhaps it was only natural that Karen could understand Nancy's position more. He would have chosen a trip that he would never have tasted.

"I'll defend this case as much as I can. And if you get fired, write a letter of introduction."

Then let's ensure the stability she wants.

Karen kicked her tongue and raised her finger.

"If you get fired, I'll pay you three years' salary in a lump sum. That would be enough to open a store."

"Pay…?"

"Yes."

"Mrs. Karen, it's dangerous to go down the hall. It would be better to go through the northern steps with cleaning pills and approach the carriage through the rose garden. It's heavy, isn't it? Give me your luggage."

Nancy grabbed Karen's bag and took the lead.

"Welcome!"

“…….”

Karen followed Nancy's sudden change of attitude, a little embarrassed.

"Not that way, come this way... Wait."

"You know very well."

"I'm not in a good position, so I know how to kill time. To get paid efficiently... Shh."

"You're good at fooling around."

"…Oh Ho Hong."

Karen threw her tongue out at Nancy, who avoided the users again and again and again and again to pick out a stunningly deserted place. Unlike what she tried to move by knowing the behavior patterns of users through her past experience, Nancy instinctively found a route for herself to bounce.

'You should have paid me from the beginning.'

Nancy was not a very reliable person in many ways.

In fact, Karen wouldn't have felt sorry if Raymond cut Nancy because he couldn't stop her from running away. But when I think about it, there were few hands as comfortable as her.

"I see a carriage over there."

Nancy pointed to the carriage.

Karen was a little new. A relationship that is neither good nor bad, but has no credit, but can be comfortable if you maintain a proper distance.

"Why are you so late... Uh...Yo!"

Isela opened the window in the carriage and shouted quietly. His face seemed a little angry.

"Is it too late?”

"Let's get up quickly. Is it all right with just one maid?"

"Is it not enough?"

"It's okay because there's a lot of people on the boat, but first, get on and sit in the back. It's later than I thought.”

Isela looked at Karen and Nancy and urged them.

Karen climbed into the carriage. Isela blocked the space between where she was sitting and the narrow space behind her with a wooden board. Then there was a black room for Sakaman.

"Mrs. Evans is very helpful."

Nancy whispered in the dark.

"How much are you going to pay? The Evans wouldn't be able to move with a lot of money. Isn't it going to be amazing if it's a special room?"

Nancy was scared that Karen would spend too much money without spending it. Even if it was a third-class compartment, Nancy, who received twice as much as ordinary office workers, had to spend a year's salary. Not to mention the deluxe room.

"It's okay if you're worried about the cost."

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"So, like you said, what kind of money does Icela Evans have? I don't envy any royal family for money."

It was not a good business for Icela Evans to pull his own wagon, sneak Karen out, and even put her in his boat. In addition, she was a wife who said that Raymond, who had broken up with Isela, would keep her secret.

I can't believe I risked being told that if I did something wrong, I'd be told that they kidnapped me and hurt me.

"Then how the hell did you seduce him?”

"Well, how do I look?"

“…….”

Nancy's face was not seen in the dark, but Karen was not hard to guess what kind of face Nancy was wearing. Hold back the laughter that comes out.

"Thanks to the wisdom that age brought.”

"Yes…."

What Nancy thinks is a fact that Karen has already considered.

Nancy never knows Isella better than Karen.

Icela Evans doesn't move with money.