The fact that Arsene announced his marriage to Abella at the temple spread throughout the capital. Knowing this, Gilmus sent a letter to Grand Madam Amerigo because there was such a thing as a âshortcutâ. This was not a city like Vincent, but Timur.
Free love was not tolerated in Timur and no one was allowed to deviate from the custom. Even if those were not for strangers, people who have made Timur their hometown.
âDamn bitch!â
Now it was clear. Who was it that threw Gilmus, who was doing well, into the mud and pushed him into such a situation? Abella was a curse and a disaster. Even though she married Benjamin he planned to poison her after that.
Who would add garbage as the daughter-in-law of the family?
âI knew right away that she was going to devour our family! She died long ago, but itâs like she came back alive and was a wolf in sheepâs clothing. I have hated her eyes since she was little.â
Gilmus clenched his teeth. This would not have happened if Abella had not returned to Timur. He was probably opening up a new shop and making money by now. Hopefully, he could have a young one in his hand and roll it.
Bullying a 3-year-old kid like Simons would not a work.
Grand Madam Amerigo arrived as Gilmus could not contain his anger and was smashing all the furniture in his office. A peasant woman with the title of Grand Madam.
âItâs unacceptable.â
It was full of things he didnât like.
âCount Gilmus.â Lorelia bowed her head and greeted him.
Simons was in her arms. The child in Loreliaâs arms glared at Gillius, and the momentum was formidable.
For a young child, he had great spirit and boldness.
ââŠâŠ Abella picked up the child and ruined him. He doesnât even know the traditions and doesnât know manners!â
ââŠForgive me. Simons, shouldnât you say hello?â
Simons didnât even listen. In fact, she was forcefully holding Simons, who struggled along the way saying that he did not want to come here.
Simonsâ nanny and tutor were against it, but Lorelia was tough. It wouldnât be good if Gilmus changed his mind and even targeted Simons. Lorelia had no power to stop Gilmus.
âSimons!â
Lorelia consoled Simons, but the boy didnât look back. Gilmus clicked his tongue and waved his hand.
âFine! Thatâs not whatâs important right now.â
Count Gilmus flopped into his chair.
âAs I wrote in the letter, I want Benjamin to marry Abella. Of course, Abella doesnât fit Gilmusâ class. But, how glad that Benjamin said he would.â
âBut, I understand that Abella⊠received a proposal from Sirius.â
âWhat does that matter? Lorelia. You just have to do what I tell you. The only answer you can give here is that you understand!â
Lorelia clenched her teeth. In the first place, she didnât want to hold Gilmusâ hand. Lorelia should not be seduced by a nobleman who whispered like a viper and offered to save her life. Gilmus was no less than an old beast.
It was the same the first time Lorelia came to Amerigo. Gilmus reigned as Amerigoâs elder, trying to control Lorelia with his hands. The naive and foolish Lorelia became a loyal servant of Gilmus and came this far.
And now that Loreliaâs weakness rested upon Gilmus, Lorelia couldnât break free from that bondage.
Her breath trembled intermittently.
âBu, but Sirius is not going to sit still.â
âWhat if they donât stay still? What are they going to do with these things? Are you saying theyâll steal a child whoâs already married? Or is it that theyâll turn a blind eye and reveal secrets? They canât do anything either!â
Gilmus said boldly. In fact, if there was one thing that bothered him, it was the friendly relationship between Abella and the emperor. It should be assumed that Cade moved when Abella was touched.
However, even the emperor would not be able to deal with Abella, who has already become another manâs woman! In particular, Cade was the emperor.
This was the perfect trick.
Gilmus rummaged through the drawer and threw a vial at Lorelia. Lorelia picked it up as it rolled at her feet. It was a subtle color between purple and black. The seemingly ominous liquid was swirling in the bottle.
âItâs a sleeping medicine. You can mix it with Abellaâs food and feed her that. After that, Benjamin will take care of it.â
âWhatâŠâ
âPut Benjamin in your carriage and go back.â
âBut, uncle!â
âIs it any different since the damn bitch of calamity does not open the gates of Amerigo? Get Benjamin in your carriage and go back! Ah. And leave the child here.â Gilmus smiled meanly and gestured to Simons.
âUncle!â
âLeave Simons behind! What will the little one learn from Abella! He must be properly educated to rule Amerigo!â
In the end, it was like saying that Amerigo would be put into Gilmusâ hands. Lorelia, who met Gilmusâs eyes, stepped back.
Simons was Loreliaâs hope. No, he was Amerigoâs hope.
Lorelia swore in front of Carloâs grave that she would always protect Simons.
She lost her husband and had to bury her children in her chest.
But now she was going to lose Simons? It seemed that she knew without even looking at how Gilmus would treat the child.
âI canât do that, Uncle.â
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She seemed to understand why Gilmus continued to demand that Simons accompany her. On the contrary, leaving the child, who was afraid of being alone and did not want to come, with Abella seemed to be better.
Lorelia shook her head.
âYou canât. Amerigoâs successor must grow up in Amerigo!â
âLorelia, how arrogant! What does a country girl like you know!â
Gilmus blinked at the servants. It was a signal to take the child immediately. It was when Lorelia was about to struggle.
âFather.â
Benjamin entered the office. Benjamin glanced at the mess, and spoke to Gilmus with a smile on his face.
âDonât be angry, Father. How well have we taken care of Grand Madam Amerigo.â
âWe must have taken care of you.â
âSo, I think you can leave Simons here. After all, if I marry Abella, I will take care of him anyway.â
Lorelia turned pale and looked at Benjamin.
Gilmus thought for a moment, then nodded his head.
âItâs not bad either. What are we going to do with a child who canât do anything ?â
Gilmus gestured to Benjamin.
âGo in Loreliaâs carriage. Hide, then go and act according to plan.â
âYes, Father.â
Lorelia, who was dragged out by Benjamin, shook her arm.
Benjamin got into Loreliaâs carriage, with no hesitation in the slightest.
âThere is nothing you can do even if you stare so fiercely. Father has already decided, so shouldnât Grand Madam follow too?â
It was clearly a downgrading gaze. Lorelia clenched her teeth.
If she betrayed Gilmus, they would tell Abella of Loreliaâs sins. Abella would drive out Lorelia, and when that happened, her life would be in vain and disappear.
She didnât want that. Lorelia continued to lead a mainstream life.
Even now, she was Amerigoâs Grand Madam, commanding many people beneath her.
Lorelia had already known the taste of sweet power. And to spit out that sweetness, Lorelia had already gone too deep. Lorelia carefully grabbed the vial that was resting on her palm.
ââŠIf I make this happen, will Simons not have to leave the mansion?â
âYes, thatâs right, Grand Madam.â
Lorelia glanced at Simons.
She was upset when she saw Simonsâs reddish face as he sat in her arms. What was wrong with this little oneâŠ
Lorelia would do anything if she could keep Simons.
âI will. So, you have to move as planned.â
âYes, Grand Madam.â
Lorelia exhaled a breath of relief.
âSimons⊠nothing will happen.â
The Grand Madam whispered sweetly and patted Simons on the back.
The child in Loreliaâs arms, who had kept his mouth shut the whole time, blinked his wide eyes.
âThis Grandmother will protect you.â Lorelia whispered softly, then squeezed Simons into her arms as she held him.
*
What Simons did after his return to Amerigo was to call in his tutor who usually took care of him.
The tutor came to Simonâs playroom and closed the door behind.
[I have to stop what will happen today.]
Simons quickly pressed the cloth to the floor and moved his pen.
Although his writing speed was slow, it was much easier to convey than to use vague words.
âWhat are you talking about, Young Master?â
The tutor sat down beside Simons with a serious face.
[Gilmus is trying to play some dirty tricks. You have to be careful with what Aunt Abella eats. Itâs not poison, itâs a sleeping pill, so it wonât be detected in the silverware.]
âYes, I understand. I will pass the word on to the maids whom I had previously bribed.â
Simons nodded his head anxiously.
This was not enough. Simons moved the pen once more.