Most of the people, including the orchestra, were gathered on the floor below the hall.
Madam Ilena, being busy, reluctantly held him back as he mentioned he would be leaving the south tonight.
âYou must listen as Iâve brought a good performer,â she persistently recommended.
Even if he didnât want to be noticed, she suggested that he could quietly come and listen from the opened second floor.
Duke Carlyle had no interest in music or art.
However, he thought it wouldnât be a bad idea to check on Juliet before leaving.
But not long after the performance began, Lennox realized that tonightâs event was not a mere music appreciation.
It was a stage set by Madam.
Madam Ilena sneaked a glance at the railing where he was leaning and spoke to Juliet standing next to her.
âCome here, Juliet. There are many gentlemen Iâd like to introduce you to.â
Then she led Juliet through the crowd.
Though it was supposed to be a concert, the actual performance took a backseat, and she was busy introducing Juliet everywhere.
Whether it was because of the change in place or the people she met, Juliet looked more relaxed than usual.
Wearing a vibrant halter-neck dress that exposed her back and draped with a shawl, Juliet was more than enough to draw attention.
She smiled brightly and graciously accepted greetings from eager gentlemen approaching her.
âYouâre as dazzlingly beautiful as Iâve heard.â
âI didnât know Madam Ilena would introduce someone like you.â
From afar, Lennox, watching this friendly scene, felt a tinge of jealousy.
Thinking about it, Juliet had always been the type to easily charm strangers.
If not for being the subject of the Duke of Carlyle, Juliet would have lived in a much brighter and warmer world.
âThis young lady is about the age of my granddaughter. You know, from the house of Count MonadâŚâ
âYes, a very noble family.â
âYes, she should find her match soon.â
Watching Juliet surrounded by people, Madam Ilena proudly boasted to those around her.
Then, she sneakily glanced at the second floor where the Duke was standing.
Seeing the obvious intentions of the cunning old lady, Lennox was taken aback. It was so blatant that it was almost laughable.
Lennox barely resisted the urge to pluck out the eyes of those ogling Juliet.
It would do no good if Juliet realized he was here.
Lennox wasnât idle enough to fall for such provocations.
His intention was to drop Juliet off in the south, briefly check on her well-being, watch a bit, then leave.
âAhem.â
However, the next moment, he couldnât laugh.
One of the gentlemen surrounding Juliet pretended to reach for a champagne glass but slyly touched her exposed back.
Julietâs previously radiant face instantly hardened.
Confusion flashed across her face.
She was surrounded by kind people. And in a place where the lady was watching closely, such a thing happened.
Before Juliet could turn to identify the impudent face, the music suddenly stopped.
Bang!
âAh!â
The confused guests found Viscount Fusilli sprawled on the hall floor. And an unfamiliar man who had intervened.
âWhat is this madness! Do you know who I amâŚ?â
Lying on the ground, Viscount Fusilli struggled to get up.
âAh! Call a doctor! My ribsâŚâ
He groaned, clutching his side.
However, the guests were no longer interested in the Viscount.
âDuke CarlyleâŚ?â
âWha-what?â
âOh, the Duke!â
The most flustered was Madam Ilena.
âWhat is this madness!â
Madam Ilena was the only one in the room who knew of his presence beforehand. But she hadnât anticipated that the Duke would suddenly draw his sword and threaten one of her guests.
âYou have poor judgment, Madam.â
The Duke glared menacingly at her.
âHe isnât human just because he walks on two feet.â
âWhat do you mean?â
âIâm saying Iâll cut that bastardâs throat.â
Eek!
Visount Fusilli was startled.
âViscount! At least explain whatâs happening!â
âDid the Viscount offend you in any way?â
Lennox didnât respond.
The one who answered was Juliet, standing next to him.
âIt was me who was offended, Madam.â
âJuliet?â
âKeep quiet.â
Lennox pulled her behind him. But Juliet ignored him and spoke to Madam Ilena.
âJust now⌠that⌠man touched my back. It was no accident.â
The crowd was abuzz.
The attention shifted to Visount Fusilli.
âVisount Fusilli! Is this true?â
âItâs not like thatâŚâ
Lennox was growing impatient.
He didnât want the situation to devolve into the crowd gawking at Juliet.
Visount Fusilli started to babble.
âHa! Itâs the dress youâre wearing thatâs the problem! Youâre exposing your back; of course someone might accidentally touch it!â
The crowd murmured again.
Visount Fusilli seemed to have decided to argue that it was a mistake.
Lennox had no interest in listening to this nonsense any further. He didnât think he needed to apologize to Madam Ilena either.
âSo?â
However, Juliet, who had been silent behind him, pushed Lennox aside and stepped forward.
âSo, itâs my fault for wearing this dress?â
ââŚExactly! Madam Ilena, look! You always say that a lady should dress modestly!â
At this, Madam Ilena hesitated.
The conservative Madam had always warned her granddaughters against wearing revealing dresses.
Indeed, she hadnât been too pleased with Julietâs dress that evening.
âWellâŚâ
But Juliet continued, unfazed.
âSo, if I were dressed âmodestlyâ, this wouldnât have happened? Is that what youâre saying?â
âWell, of courseâŚâ
âNo!â
At that moment, Emma, who had been silent in the crowd, rushed forward.
âGrandmother, I experienced it too! Visount Fusilli has been touching the guests all evening!â
Emma shouted with anger.
Madam Ilena was taken aback.
âEmma, is this true?â
âYes! And Countess Monad is right!â
Emma asserted confidently.
âI changed my dress just as you ordered!â
Emma had to switch to a modest dove-colored dress that covered up to her neck, due to the Madamâs strict instructions.
ââŚI saw it too.â
âAnd come to think of it, the maids the Viscount dismissed recentlyâŚâ
The crowd began to share their own stories and observations. The banquet hall turned into a heated debate.
âThis is a conspiracy, My Lady!â
âOh myâŚâ
The Madam held her head as if she had a headache.
âGrandmother!â
The crowd was agitated.
Feeling like an exhibit on a stage, Lennox was getting irritated.
He wasnât interested in resolving the quarrel in detail.
All he wanted was to deal with that bastard.
âYour Highness.â
However, as if reading his intentions, Juliet from behind grabbed his hand.
Taking advantage of his momentary hesitation, Juliet pulled on his arm.