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Chapter 70 [part 2]

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TN: Next chapter is LONG. Almost 5k words~

Fabian came into the ducal residence with a gloomy face and dark shadows under his eyes. He appeared like a ghost causing Jerome to flinch. Without greeting his brother whom he hadn’t seen in a long time, Fabian muttered low-spiritedly.

“His Grace?”

“He…is not around.” (Jerome)

“I heard he was going to the palace this afternoon.”

“He did not go to the palace. The Madam is going to a tea party today so he went to see her off. Just wait and he’ll be back.”

“What? A tea party?”

Fabian’s eyes gleamed and a sharp look came into his eyes.

“This subordinate is made to run around like this while you escort your wife to a tea party? I’m tired of seeing the back of my sleeping wife! I want to see the adorable faces of my kids properly!”

Fabian’s usual work did not shrink at all but with the work of gathering rumors and even investigating some greasy-faced bastard whether it was Dave or David, he ended up having to pull all-nighters, day in day out. Because Jerome and Fabian lived separately and their work differed from each other, they did not know the other’s livelihood very well. So, Jerome did not know about Fabian’s long night shifts.

“I guess the work is a lot. You get more bonus though.” (Jerome)

As far as Jerome knew, Fabian was not someone that would endure if he was not paid his due.

Fabian got even gloomier. That was the problem. His income had sharply increased in proportion to his working hours but his wife liked that better. She hummed in excitement at the increased income for the children’s educational expenses.

“Since when did he become so mindful of rumors making everything so complicated?” (Fabian)

“Why? Did a bad rumor spread lately?”

Jerome’s face became serious. Was it a rumor about the madam?

“Rumors of His Grace are always bad! Is there a problem between the two these days? I mean, did any strife arise because of some rumor?”

“There has been no such thing.”

Jerome was first of all, relieved that it was not a rumor concerning his Madam. Then he thought of the couple that were his masters. The relationship between the two was very good. It seemed even better than when they were in Roam. After dinner in the evening, no one drew close to the bedroom on the second floor, not even for a second.

‘If one compares the time from before master got married and the time spent here, it is like heaven and earth.’

With just the addition of the Madam, the cold mansion now seemed like a house where someone really lived. The servants gossiped among themselves that it was their first time seeing a couple this affectionate after they have been married for over a year. Hearing that, Jerome felt happy as though he had been praised.

“Then, why in the world is he doing this? I am losing my respect for His Grace these days.” (Fabian)

Although Jerome knew that Fabian was making an excessive joke because he was in front of his brother, Jerome was a voluntary slave and devotee of the ducal couple of Taran. Brother or not did not matter.

“I have to advice you not to question your loyalty.” (Jerome)

“…you heartless brat. But this tea party. Is it not just for noblewomen alone?” (Fabian)

“Like I said, he went to see her off.”

“When did it become customary to escort a noblewoman to a tea party venue?”