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“…?”
“Write down the names of women who were your partners. Write ‘I admit to having committed adultery with these women’ and sign it.’
“What…!”
“By the way, Arya hasn’t signed that property document yet.”
When I threatened that if he didn’t do what he was told, there would be no gold mine or anything, so Nyx followed my instructions even as he gritted his teeth.
In the midst of all this, he was cheekily omitting a few people, so I frowned and asked for corrections.
“Why are you leaving out Leila? You were recently dating her.”
“Lady Leila is innocent-”
“It’s not up to you. I’m sure I told you to write down all the women you were partners with.”
After a moment’s hesitation, Nyx wrote Leila’s name when I mentioned the property papers again. He also signed under it.
Love made with money was so shallow.
By the time this divorce is filed, Nyx probably won’t be the Count. Will his autograph be in effect?
However, just in case, I decided to get an autograph of his other name.
‘Arya and Nyx will both submit two copies.’
So I got everything I needed.
Nyx, trembling with displeasure and shame, signed all the papers without hesitation.
After all, the power of the gold mine is so great.
‘Unfortunately, the mine will soon become an abandoned mine.’
It has been a while since I came here when he finished signing the last documents.
The guard, who was watching me just in time, signaled that he wanted me to go away, so I prepared to go back.
“Good work. I’ll give you one in return.”
The eyes of Nyx, who were signing documents, were very dead.
Arya should have seen this… It was a little disappointing, but I wondered what I would do if I continued to see people who did not have good feelings.
‘Later, when Arya thinks of her divorce, it’ll be a time to laugh about it.’
“You’ve got quite a lot of debt.”
As he knew, Nyx’s face rotted. But after a while he smiled meanly.
“I’ll stand in the name of Count Valentine. Arya will pay it back.”
“No, you signed for it.”
“What are you talking about?”
Nyx narrowed his brows.
“The property papers. You said you’d take everything from Valentine.”
“It’s only the property-”
“The wealth of a family includes not only positives but also negatives. You signed on to take everything except the title, the estate, and the mansion. With that hand.”
I blinked at Nyx’s two hands that were holding the iron bars.
Perhaps not understanding what was going on, Nyx blinked blankly.
Then, when it was time for the guard to call me to come out again, he understood the situation and rushed to me, to be exact, the briefcase I was carrying.
“Give it up!”
Bang!
The iron spear that collided with him made a loud noise. Nyx swung his arms around like a madman.
“Give it to me right now!”
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“Oh, and the gold mine you were so proud of, I heard there’s not much left. That’s also for tomorrow.”
The movement to steal my briefcase grew stronger. My eyes were bloodshot because when I opened the labyrinth, the evil spirits seemed to stick to him, saying, “Let’s be friends.”
I was just a step away. Nyx, who wanted the briefcase he couldn’t catch, screamed.
“Aaaaah! You crazy, ah!”
The guards ran into the prisoner’s riot. They were accustomed to subdue the Nyx.
I waited for Nyx to grow louder, then gave the order to one of the guards, panting harshly.
“That man, he’s a terrible sinner. I don’t want to see him again in the capital.”
And I blinked towards my shadow, wriggling at will, the jailer who saw it bowed his head deeply.
“Yes, Miss Labyrinth.”
Great. Having power is so exciting.
I learned a lot from talking with the Count. With those realizations deeply engraved in my heart, I left the prison.
Now was the time to recover the money Count Valentine had wasted and make Arya rich.
~*~
(3rd person pov)
“Hey, what is this?!”
The Countess’s eldest daughter, Leila, was almost stunned by the correspondence from her office in the early morning.
[Dear Miss Essit,
Documents have been filed against you and the former Count of Valentine. This is in violation of Articles 37 and 53 of the Imperial Law, and in addition, according to Article 171…
…I am sending you a copy of the submitted evidence… However, since the accuser does not want your punishment…
We order the accuser who suffered enormous damage to be paid 10 billion gold as alimony.
Failure to do so may result in enforcement.]
10 billion gold… 10 billion gold?
In order to catch the overflowing infidelity in the empire, she knew there was a system that would claim alimony if there was submitted evidence, but she didn’t know the Countess of Valentine would win it.
Leila hurriedly looked at the things that came to be evidence.
The majority of the eyewitness documents saw her wandering around with the Count of Valentine were documented, and the Count’s handwriting said that he had cheated on his wife with Leila, and-
“Damn!”
Leila, who was looking at it, was astonished to see an elongated stone rolling around in the envelope.
As soon as she put it in the palm of her hand, a conversation between her and the Count of Valentine flowed out.
“Count, who do you like better, me or your wife?”
“Of course, isn’t it the young lady? Whoa, I’m tired of having one wife. Had it not been for the title, I would have been divorced right now!”
Startled, Leila never noticed the recording being done. The stone was dropped on the floor and rolled under the bed.
Who is doing this, and at what point?
Unfortunately, she didn’t have time to think about who did it.
This was because the conversation she had with the Count continued to be broadcast in the room.
“I only have Miss Essit. I love you, young lady.”
“Me too, Count. How about having our vacation over there in the southern resort?”
Leila lay flat on the floor and reached under the bed. The stone rolled so deep that she could barely reach it with her fingertips.
She gently rolled the stone with her fingertips to get it out, but the stone only savagely rolled further under her bed.
“Why don’t you come to me?!”
She hurriedly looked around her room, looking for something useful like a stick. If anyone ever saw this, it would be such a disgrace!
Knock-
“Miss, about breakfast-”
“It was great last night, Count.”
In an instant, her handmaiden’s knocking sound stopped. She must’ve heard the conversation flowing from the recording stone.
The sound was not low, so even people outside the room could hear it without difficulty.
Embarrassed, Leila froze in her position. As she looked at the closed door in that state, she could feel the familiarity she felt outside her room disappearing rapidly.
“Damn!”
Leila bit her lips. Damn it, why now, damn it!
She continued to say vulgar words from her mouth that noble girls should not use.
And it wasn’t until a while later that she managed to pull the dusty recording stone from under the bed and stop the audio transmission.
Leila sprinted straight to Duval’s room.
“Brother!”
Bang!
Duval, who was smoothing his cravat while looking in the mirror, frowned as she slammed open the door without class. Looking at it, he seemed to want to go out somewhere.
Leila grabbed the hem of his overcoat with her urgent hand.
“I need money.”
“What money.”
“Can you lend me 10 billion gold?”
“What?”
The hand gestures that were arranging the cravat stopped at the ridiculous amount. Duval glanced at Leila in the mirror and then turned his back.
“10 billion?”
“Can I borrow it?”
“No.”
“Why? I heard that the business you started a while ago was a hit!”
It was just as Leila said.
Essit had an excellent sense of art, such as painting and sculpture, enough to hold an exhibition separately.
Duval, who resembles his father and is gifted there, also opened an accessory store targeting women a while ago and made a fortune.
In just a few months, the return on investment was 500%.
But now, 80% of the money went to Ciel’s Love Manipulation Guild. He didn’t even have 3 billion on hand, let alone 10 billion.
It hurts his self-esteem to talk about that part as it is, so he decided to just talk around it.
“I had something done personally.”
“Oh, then you can’t… Where can I borrow money? …No, you have to deal with this!”
Leila, who had bit her nails with a nervous look, rushed in.
“You told me to stick to Count Valentine!”
“What’s going on?”
“I got a call from the government office. I’m responsible for the divorce, so I have to pay alimony to Arya Valentine!”
“What?”
Duval’s terrified voice rose.