Chapter 40 (1/2)

­ Fashi+onable Society (2)

“Your skin’s getting younger and younger, my lady…”

“My second son finally got into the Ivory Tower…”

“Oh, congratulations My first son……”

Until the Crown Prince started the society officially, everyone was free to say hello to each other Everyone knew each other’s face very well, of course Only Vanessa was isolated alone

“Uhm…”

As nervous as she was, Vanessa looked around without focus

She drank a sip of alcohol

She wasn’t familiar with alcohol either

She didn’t like alcohol

‘It’s bitter…’

She was just holding the glass for decoration

She hadn’t experienced this type of party

She had attended a few fashi+onable societies a few times in the northern territory

However, the northern party was much less strict and more free

Over there they didn’t roups

“Who is the lady over there?”

A random voice was directed at Vanessa

From the voice, noble ladies started to look at Vanessa

“Who is that?”

“I’ve never seen her before”

A ser These ladies were also playing their political rule Which meant they memorized e they were trained in this way

“…”

Suddenly, the whispering had stopped

Did they finish their talking?

Unfortunately for Vanessa, it wasn’t over

They just finished their ‘analysis’

“She has soood face…”

“Is she a concubine?”

A total stranger to the noble ladies

The stranger had a good facial

And she didn’t look confident

In that case, they concluded her status in two cases

The stranger must be a lady of a small and weak family, or a concubine of it

“I think she is concubine She’s got a big ass”

“She has a big ass so…”

“Seems she doesn’t have a son yet, does she?”

“Haha, you are entertaining, Mrs”

They spoke it quietly, but clearly

Their every single as relayed to Vanessa

‘Why am I here……?’

Vanessa’s hand started shaking

She wanted to run away from this ballroom

But she couldn’t

She didn’t want to bring disgrace on Ian

‘Those noble bastards’

And Ian heard it very clearly as well

Every single word of it

Thanks to support of mana

All of them ives of noble houses, or a lady ill be

Ian never expected them to be so flimsy

‘Maybe I overestimated them’

They needed to be stopped

Ian started to walk to them quickly

Then suddenly,

“I am so disappointed in you ladies”

The voice that stopped Ian

It was the princess of royal, ‘Hyree Greenriver’

“P, princess?”

The sudden appearance of the princess panicked those ladies

She was supposed to enter the ballroom with the Crown Prince, but as she here?

“Mrs Serecio”

“I, I a, my lady”

“Is it true that it’s easier to give a birth if a woer ass?”

The target was the Mrs Serecio who mentioned her ass before

The princessbefore

“T, that is…”

“Then can you say the sa to me?”

“W, what do you mean…”

“According to what you say, Aren’t I the most suitable as a concubine?”

Her short speech was very challenging

She was still at the border between girl and lady

“We have gathered here to have a good relationshi+p The Crown Prince has invited all of you with his very hand But now, look at what these high noble ladies are doing Watch your language and do not insult any of the guests of the Crown Prince”

Even if she was young, her speech was critical Not even these ladies, buthere now

“Oh, let uess It is not the party that’s held by the E his guest?”

“M, my lady! It is not…”

Thanks to her criticism, the ladies’ faces turned pale

After a huge sigh, the princess approached Vanessa

Vanessa’s face was still in dark

“Mrs, are you okay?”

“I, I…”

“I apologize to you instead”

“I am not…”

“Pardon?”

“I am not a concubine”

Vanessa

Then she seeked Ian

Finally, she made eye contact wih Ian

Vanessa’s eyes were asking his permission

Ian nodded shortly

“I, I just came here… thanks to my son This party is too much for me, so I feel uncomfortable……”

It was the princess who made a curious face firstly

Other ladies looked confused

Why is sheher son, not her family?

“My son is only supposed to be invited, but I luckily got invited, too… Ah, e of the Ivory Tower recently”

The e

His name was followed by four titles

‘The Ivory Tower’ ‘Youngest’ ‘Arch e’ ‘4th class’

Who wouldn’t know? No one in the capital

Now the faces of the other ladies turned black