She couldnât properly take care of the child sponsored by the Duke, and if she lost herâŚâŚ. Just imagining it made her feel like she would pass out.
âI see. Are you bored by yourself?â
âIt hasnât been long since Matthew and Jane left, so I wasnât bored.â
No way. They would be excited as soon as Yelena moves away from her, and they must have left Betty behind for long.
Yelena felt sorry for the child who lied to cover up those who abandoned her. She asked in a sweet voice.
âHere are toys and childrenâs books. Is there anything you want to play with?â
ââŚâŚ What is this?â
âWell, these are train rails. The train must be here somewhereâŚâŚ Wait a minute.â
Although small in size, it was a toy that worked almost like a real steam-powered train.
Matthew bought it as soon as it was first released in the store, and the child didnât even look at it, saying he got tired of playing with it a few times.
Yelena had Betty make a relatively simple rail track, and she assembled the model train herself. Bettyâs eyes sparkled with delight as Yelena briefly explained how it worked.
Betty and Yelena watched from the corner and applauded as the toy train steamed along the small track that Betty had laid herself.
âCan I do it one more time?â
âSure, so this time Betty wants to try it yourself? If you donât know anything, Iâll help you.â
Yelena called the servant to bring more treats while Betty was preoccupied with winding up the toy train.
As a result, the problems that had been bothering her just a moment ago had gone far away.
In this room, there were no scolding father, lost motherâs keepsakes, ignoring nanny, violent younger brother, or nasty younger sister.
It was all about the quiet kid with freckles and a toy train chugging along the tracks.
***
Acting as a gentle child, I was cozying up to Yelena, the next head of Count Mceuena, when Christine ran into the room with a bright face.
âSister, Matthew! Take Betty and come downstairs to hear the piano!â
When asked where she had gone after eating, it seemed that she was with Duke Janus and Count Mceuena.
Christine was very excited.
âYou know, the Duke said that Christine is the best in the world.â
In my previous life, on Christmas Eve, my younger sibling cried when I said, âThere is no Santa Claus!â In order not to be in the same situation as that time, I matched the excited Christineâs rhythm.
âWow, I envy you. Lady.â
âWhat? You envy me?â
âYes.â
âHeh, cheeky. But Christine is nice and I will be good to you at school. Iâll take you around every day like my personal maid Sophie.â
âThank you.â
Proud, Christine immediately looked around the room. Then she frowned slightly and asked Yelena without hesitation.
âWhere is it, Sister?â
âHuh? What?â
âOh my!â
The pale pink dress, which looked just like Christineâs eyes, moved as she headed towards the table.
After dealing with Matthew and Jane, I enjoyed my own relaxation and happiness.
Christineâs eyes grew fiercer as she scanned the table left with only empty plates and glasses.
âDonât tell me she would say that I ate it all by myself when they left me here.â
Ah, please. Even though theyâre a County, to be cheap with foodâŚâŚ.
âWhat are you looking for, Christine?â
Christineâs eyes instantly became fierce at Yelenaâs question. It was a change of attitude that fit the setting value of the original small-fry villain.
âI mean, this! Who ate all this chocolate?! I told the kitchen to give it to the duke separately.â
âHuh?â
âThe one I put in this paper box. I told you about my dream today! I gave chocolates to the Duke in my dream! I told the chef and ordered the same one I gave him in my dream!â
Oh, that.
I think I know what Christine is looking for.
A paper box wrapped in a ribbon of pale pink colored chocolate. And delicately carved chocolate artifacts inside.
But Yelena didnât seem to remember.
âChristine, the food on this table is for everyone to eat. And if it was that important, tell Sister or Jane in advance. Or you could have just quietly followed me out of the dining room.â
Yelena put her hands on her waist and made a stern voice, but her eyes were shaking aimlessly.
âSophie said she would tell Jane. Where did Jane and Sophie go?â
It seems that Jane, who hadnât heard anything from Sophie, ate it all at once.
Somehow the nanny liked the kidsâ snacks so much.
âNo, first of all, who ate all of this?â
âHow do I know, maybe Matthew ate it. Christine, stop talking nonsenseâŚâŚ.â
âShh.â
Despite Yelenaâs dissuade, Christine, who had already started the investigation, overpowered Yelena with a single word and then scanned the table with a hawkâs eye.
The small tyrant of Mceuenaâs family, who had hidden her image, revealed her true colors.
âLooking at the tableware placed here, only two people ate eagerly. The other two didnât even lift a fork at all.â
It was a sharp reasoning that was really unexpected.
As Christine guessed, the two who ate the most were Jane and me, and Yelena and Matthew were the two who didnât even lift a fork.
Yelena protested in a bewildered voice as Christine looked like she wouldnât let go.
âChristine! Can you really tell whatâs going on just by looking at the tableware? Itâs not just one or two chocolate dessertsâŚâŚ Donât catch someone for nothing, letâs go down quickly. I heard that Father and the duke are waiting for you.â
âI mixed pink coloring on the ribbon for the chocolate, so if you see it on the tableware, that person ate my chocolate. Whatâs wrong with Sister all of a sudden? If youâre not the culprit, you donât have to worry. right?â
Damn. She really wonât get over it.
Now that this is the case, the culprit who ate the chocolate must be Jane.