Chapter: 232

“Lady Astelle, uhm……my mother wanted to apologize for the last time.”

Florin blinked at her mother.

The Marchioness rubbed her mouth and reluctantly apologized, “Well, I was too excited back then.”

The Marchioness still did not hide her dislike for Astelle.

‘She’s a person who can’t hide her feelings,’ Astelle thought.

Or did she think there was nothing to hide?

Astelle nodded her head slightly as if she understood everything.

“Fine. It’s about your daughter, so you can get excited and lose your mind sometimes.”

The Marchioness was about to be furious at the ridicule mixed with words.

But Florin stopped her mother from moving forward and set her mood right.

“Thank you for your understanding, Lady Astelle. You are very generous.”

Astelle glanced towards the exhibition room.

Kaizen, who remained in the exhibition hall, was still listening and ready to immediately follow the conversation.

‘You can’t do that.’

It was a moment that could not be disturbed.

Astelle quietly closed the glass door on the terrace.

“Lady Florin did not resemble her mother.”

“Yes, everyone says I look like my father.”

“Isn’t Marquis of Croychen is the Minister of State?”

At that, the Marchioness who was standing there answered with a confident smile, “My husband is very proud to be the first of the Croychens to step out as a minister. He has repeatedly said that a noble should be forever loyal to His Majesty the Emperor who entrusted him with a heavy-duty.”

It was an innocent voice full of pride, but the meaning contained in it was never naive.

The Reston family became ministers and prime ministers for generations.

But now Astelle’s father, the Duke of Reston, was overthrown while fighting the emperor.

With a triumphant countenance, The Marchioness scoffed at the Reston, who was disloyal to the emperor.

Astelle picked up the teacup as she listened to the Marchioness’s words.