Chapter 42 - …The Only Time (2) (2/2)

Each wave of pain that hit her was like the pain of death. At that moment, she thought that she did not want to be alone when she died.

But the man responded in a way that no one had responded to her before.

“…Young Lady, the world is lonely.”

Those were the last words Mirabelle remembered. When she woke up again, she wondered if it was dream. A man who looked like her teddy bear was surreal indeed.

However, the coat clutched in her hands was not from a dream. She had asked him not to leave, but her words had no effect. She felt a small pang of sorrow.

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In the home of Marquis Selby.

Helen frowned at the woman who had been brought in. She had heard that this woman, who had been dismissed by the Blaises, had had a hard time on the streets, but she didn’t realize she would be this filthy.

‘If I had known she would look like this, I would have had her bathed first.’

Helen quickly pulled out a perfumed-scented handkerchief and covered her nose, and regally stood before the woman who was lying prostrate on the floor before her.

“Is your name Sophie?”

“Yes, yes, My Lady! I am Sophie who worked at House Blaise.”

“But you were dismissed?”

“Oh, I…”

Sophie’s voice trailed off. She was forced to leave House Blaise as punishment, and didn’t dare say anything in case Elena came for her neck.

Seeing that Sophie was mute with fear, Helen tossed something from her pocket. The tinkling of gold coins echoed loudly on the floor, and Sophie lifted her head in surprise and looked up at Helen. Helen furrowed her brow upon seeing Sophie’s dirty face.

“This will be your reward depending on how you do. Now, I would like you to answer whatever I ask in detail. Why were you suddenly dismissed from of House Blaise?”

“I–I was kicked out because I learned that Elena would sneak out to meet men every night. So she fired me to keep my mouth shut!”

Hearing Sophie’s indignant rage, a cruel smile twisted on Helen’s lips. She already knew the rumors to some extent, but she had to find Sophie, the witness to the event. Otherwise, she would not be willing to pay such a large sum to the maid.

“Can you tell me everything later?”

“Oh, anything. You saved my life.”

“Ho ho ho, I’m looking forward to it.”

Helen already plotted how to exact her revenge on Elena in her head. How dare Elena embarrass her with the salty tea? Elena would repay the humiliation Helen had suffered in the most severe way possible.

“Stand up. I don’t think there’s enough time to tell me everything you know about Lady Blaise.”