Always a Happy Ending (7)
âI donât care if youâre lame or not, but itâs not very pleasant to hear it from Vivianâs mouth. Sir Robertâs widespread article is the largest in the empire. Was it you who said that? I heard all sorts of unpleasant noises.â
âDid I? Did I get drunk or why did you say that⌠haha!â
âDid you two drink together?â
âWell, no way! I think thatâs how much I said it out of my mind.â
His empty laughter cracked the air. The intention to somehow fill it with laughter was blatant. Today, Thatcherâs improvisation paid off, and Aiden stared at him for a while and smiled as if he was going easy on him. It was because it was quite funny to be in such a desperate hurry.
It bothered him in many ways, but it was funny to nitpick about Vivian before she even met him.
But he didnât forget to make threats with a bloody smile. In the name of a childhood friend, if this poor friend doesnât understand my topic, wouldnât it be a problem?
âWithout Vivian, itâs only a matter of time before this publisher goes bust.â
âCome on, Your Highness, why would you say that?â
âIâve been thinking about it since I got the sponsorship, but are you not that suspicious?â
ââŚâŚwhat? No, wait. Donât tell me.â
âI really like books. Iâm thinking of becoming a publisher as a gift for Vivian someday. I would have grown up to this point because it was hard work, but you donât want to see her fall into someone elseâs hands overnight. right?â
Thatcher, facing the fierce gaze of the Black Grand Duke, nodded in tears.
In fact, if he didnât have to make mean tricks or anything, it was that the Grand Duke could ruin a publisher just by pouting his finger. Thatcher may not know, but he was even the master of the underworld. The current threat is on the soft and sweet side.
Of course, the threatening party had no intention of doing so. This is because Vivian was obviously grieving and blaming himself. After confessing proudly that she is the owner of the underworld, there was no way she could have done anything to cause her hatred and strengthen her vigilance. Itâs not enough to pretend to be nice.
But the important thing is that Thatcher didnât know about it, and the threat worked very well. Aiden stood up after patting his head as if praising the obedient child.
âThen letâs take good care of Vivian in the future.â
âYes, leave it to me.â
âWho said theyâd leave it up to you?â
Isnât that what he meant? Also, Thatcher felt like he was getting old by 10 years because of Aidenâs fierce look at him for one wrong answer.
Itâs done, and he just wants to be left alone.
Julian spat out as if to himself. His forefinger was patting the table to the point of madness. It looked as if he was thinking hard to solve a problem that didnât answer.
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Aiden stared at the teacup next to him rattling like a frantic finger and asked, covering his hand over the emperorâs hand.
Then Julian stopped doing what he was doing and looked back at Aiden.
âIâve been thinking Weâve been too lucky. Whatever We do, things work out.â
âYour Majesty is lucky.â
âIn fact, there have been very few concerns except that the elder nobles making a lot of noise to invite the empress and her older brother trying to stay locked up in the estate. Of course, there were a lot of problems, big and small, but at least they were problems that I could solve with my own abilities.â
Julian nodded as Aiden raised the cup with an air of insignificance.
âBut Iâve passed my luck and this is like Godâs protection.â
âItâs not your majesty. Whatâs so strange about the Son of God blessed by God.â
âIâm telling you seriously.â
âItâs not that Iâm not particularly serious.â
At that, Aiden asked back, raising his eyebrows.
âWhy did you come up with that idea all of a sudden?â
ââŚâŚCardelâs work has allowed me to reflect on myself more objectively.â
Although it was hard to admit to itself, Julian was not a highly capable star as it was known to the public.
There was a reason why whenever he heard that he was intelligent, wise, and dumb, he felt burdened at the same time as he took it for granted. Because he knew it the best. No matter how much people around him praised and brainwashed, it wasnât that he wasnât.
He thought he was being protected by an omnipotent God, but he thought someone was watching his back.
Julian, who thought that far, soon made an impression. His life went so well that he was anxious.
âWeâll talk about it later. Itâs frustrating, but thereâs no way to know. Itâs not against me.â
After a moment of agonizing, he opened his mouth again.
âI have no idea why the Duke of Bron gave up Cardel.â
âIâve heard that women were supposed to be very active.â
Heâs been serious since earlier, but Aiden was a sight across the river. Julian, who wanted to consult his concerns, was almost frustrated because he was just savoring the next direction as if he didnât care about such things.