Chapter 132 - If That Is What You Desire (1) (1/2)

“Hello. It’s been a long time, My Lady.”

“How are you…?”

Kuhn spoke in his usual composed manner, but Mirabelle was not calm at all. After parting from the Crown Prince’s palace, she had wondered when they would see each other again.

And now he was suddenly in front of her, asking to be an employee of Blaise’s mansion. She had long imagined her reunion with him, but she never thought it would be like this.

Mirabelle stood frozen, and Kuhn quickly walked forward in her direction. There was no reason for him to come close so suddenly, and as their distance gradually narrowed, Mirabelle forgot how to breath.

“…Heub!“

He completely passed by her and closed the door to the drawing room.

Kkiiigeu–

Kuhn needed to keep their conversation from leaking out. There was only one reason he was here—To capture the unknown power that infiltrated Blaise’s mansion and bring them to Carlisle. It was better to exercise caution, even if there was no sign of other people in the vicinity.

It was only then did Mirabelle realize that Kuhn approached her to close the door. However, just being near to him caused a flush to suffuse her face.

“Are you here because I asked to see you again?”

“Yes.”

It was a lie. He wouldn’t have appeared in front of her again if it weren’t for Carlisle’s order.

“Thank you. Is your last injury healed?”

“I’m fine now.”

Kuhn’s reply was short, and Mirabelle didn’t know how to further the conversation at this unexpected meeting. She had painted this scene countless times in her head, but now her mind was blank, and she was anxious that he would leave again now that he kept his promise.

“The…”

Mirabelle’s eyes turned back to Kuhn as he spoke in a soft voice.

“The injury made it harder for me to move my body the way I used to.”

“What was wrong?”

“I was seen by the doctor, but I was told that full recovery would not be possible.”

“Oh…”

Mirabelle’s expression turned sad. However, everything Kuhn was saying was a lie. It’s purpose was to get him employed at the mansion.

“So now I’m going to live a normal life.”

“So you’re…?”

“Yes. I’m here to keep my promise with the Young Lady and get a job.”

Mirabelle’s eyes widened. She had worried that Kuhn would leave her again. The pair silently stared at each other when—

Ttog ttogeu.

There was a knock on the drawing room door, and the butler Michael stepped in.

“My Lady, is the interview—”

Michael stopped speaking when he sensed the strange atmosphere in the room. He stared at the two people inside. Mirabelle glanced over at the butler who had just walked in, then turned right back to Kuhn. A strong sense of will burned in her eyes.

“Butler.”

“Yes.”

“I’ve decided to hire him for our house.”

“What?”

Michael’s mouth dropped open. So far, all the employment contracts had been made after he and Mirabelle consulted with each other. She had never made the decision by herself before, and moreover, they already had all the necessary personnel. Mirabelle looked towards Kuhn as she spoke.

“Don’t go anywhere else…I’d like you to work here at Blaise mansion.”

Kuhn had not even presented a fake resume. He had gain Mirabelle’s permission far quicker than he expected, and he gave her a bow.

“If that is what you desire.”

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