Chapter 90

Yuri sighed and opened her mouth to speak. “Enoch is second in line to Clemington.”

Abella paused for a moment.

‘More than I thought……’

She had guessed that Enoch might be a prince in the main descendant line, but she didn’t think he would be that influential.

“He’s the youngest prince of Clemington. But all the other brothers gave up their succession rights, and in the end, Enoch came in second place. The Crown Prince was too weak to give up even Enoch.”

In conclusion, one day Enoch may succeed the throne.

Life was a series of unknown events. Abella swallowed her sigh.

This damn bastard.

With a smile on his face, he has been deceiving Abella all these times. When did it start?

When he first came to Abella for his job interview? Or when they start working together? Or somewhere in between?

Had she known Enoch’s identity and his feelings, she would not have brought him all the way to Timur.

Abella was overwhelmed.

She no longer had the confidence that people could meet her expectations.

That was why she completely excluded Enoch from the list and treated him as such.

Yuri opened her mouth again as if that wasn’t the end of what she had to say. “And… the prime minister of Clemington smuggled in to propose an arranged marriage to the emperor.”

Abella raised her eyebrows. “An arranged marriage…?”

“Now you know the relationship between Aiden and Clemington. A war might break out soon.”

“They’re asking Charope for help.”

Yuri nodded her head.

Abella took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly.

It was nothing.

Abella and Cade had no close relationship, so it shouldn’t matter if he married another woman.

Abella repeated this and again.

‘It’s nothing.’

But, that was really useless.

The more she thought of Cade and Clemington’s marriage, the more her heart began to pound.

Eventually Abella set the teacup down completely.

Yuri narrowed her eyes at the sound.

Abella’s presentations were always like eating a delicious dinner. Especially when it came to subtle emotions like this one.

Abella would often make that kind of expression whenever a name came up.

Like a child who didn’t know what to do.

Yuri realized that her intuition was right.

‘It seems obvious that you have a crush on Emperor Cade. Why do you not realize it yourself?’ Yuri thought.

“So Enoch was tasked with visiting Emperor Cade and getting his consent. That’s why Enoch goes back and forth to the Imperial Castle.”

Abella’s face grew even paler. This gave Yuri confidence. She knew that Abella had a spring-like feeling.

“……that’s enough. Yuri, I’ve always believe in you. You know that, right?”Abella smiled softly.

Both of them knew this was a lie. Yuri had a similar kind of smile. “Sure.”

“Ah. I have one thing to do. I’m trying to get an aide, can you get me a useful one? I want it to be a woman.”

That way, she can create more variables.

“Yes.”

With that, today’s conversation was over. If it was perfect, it was perfect because Yuri was as good as she always was and so was Abella.

That kind of conversation.

*

Yuri left almost like she was being kicked out, leaving only Cade and Enoch in the hotel room.

Cade looked at Enoch and smiled awkwardly.

“Well, now it’s just the two of us. Didn’t you ask me for an audience?”

“But I was rejected.”

Enoch answered as bluntly as possible. Cade shrugged his shoulders.

“Because I thought I needed to alert Abella of you. But, I guess I didn’t have to. You are already under Abella’s suspicions. That’s why you’re here aren’t you?”

Enoch clenched his teeth.

He wanted to deny it, but Cade was right. Abella tested him, and Enoch, the negligent, stumbled very nicely into her trap.

Where the hell did he go wrong?

Nothing was easy with Abella.

Cade said what he wanted to say, as if he didn’t care what Enoch was thinking.

“Then there is no need to bother you anymore. Because I’m a pretty merciful person. Enoch Clemington, tell me. I mean about your business.”

Enoch paused as he watched the man’s terribly handsome lips move.

He knew.

The emperor knew everything.

Enoch said the following in his casual, nonchalant demeanor and relaxed expression, with his shoulders stretched: “…Prince Enoch of Clemington is presenting himself to the Emperor on behalf of the King.”

Enoch stood up from his chair and was courteous. Now Enoch was speaking not as an international lawyer working with Abella, but as the Prince of Clemington, second in line to the throne.