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Chapter 6 - A Riot of Color How dare he say such a thing, the very person who ruthlessly murdered his wife because of Helion! There’s a limit to such audacity. “Lowell, you, of all people, shouldn't be saying that.” “Why not? I have no intention of taking a lover. If anyone dares to make such a paltry suggestion, I'll punish them on the spot.” Then raise your fist and strike your own cheek. Because you, Lowell, are the one committing that paltry act. “Haah…” I sighed and…- 18.7 K • Ongoing
Caroline, who had been snapping at Evan, looked bewildered. “What? What are you talking about?” She followed his gaze to Vivian on the second floor. Vivian, catching their eyes, flinched. Oh dear, was I staring too rudely? They look familiar… but what did he say to me? She knew staring wasn't polite and gave a slight bow of apology. As she turned to continue on her way, the man suddenly rushed towards her, so quickly that the lobby attendant didn't even have a chance to speak before he was…- 35.3 K • Ongoing
- “Then it’s likely a smuggled good.” “Yes. And there’s something else quite frightening about this poison.” “Frightening?” “Even in its pure form, small doses are harmless. However, long-term ingestion leads to gradual poisoning, eventually…” Jenny’s voice trailed off, unable to articulate the horrific outcome. Vivian couldn't hide her dismay. She pressed a hand to her forehead, as if to quell a sudden headache. “It leads to death. How could anyone do this? What if…
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- “It must be because I only recently graduated.” Vivian quickly dismissed the thought. Even considering her return to the past, she was still just a twelve-year-old girl, freshly returned from her academy graduation. “So much has happened since then. Yes, that must be it.” In any case, she hoped he would retain his kind nature, free from further torment and hurt. Lost in thought, Vivian was startled by a soft tapping at the door. Tap, tap, tap- When she didn’t immediately answer, the gentle…
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Ellie dreamt an old dream. A memory from when her parents were still alive. Her mother, holding her baby brother in her arms, had said to her, “Ellie, you must protect your siblings when I’m not here. Understand?” “Yes,” young Ellie had nodded seriously. Marcus, Matthew, Amy—her beloved younger siblings. Her mother would never truly be gone, but if she ever left the house, even for a little while, Ellie knew she would have to take care of them. They were poor, but happy. Despite…- 27.2 K • Ongoing
- The reward for success was high, but so was the price of failure. If things went wrong, they would all face dire consequences. For the man’s sake, Daniel was determined to succeed. “I’m going. Stay inside.” “Yes.” The man bowed deeply to Daniel in his ridiculous disguise. He insisted on this formality, even though there was no one to witness it, no one to judge him for treating Daniel casually. While his contact departed by carriage, Daniel left the safe house on foot. The more…
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- That was absolutely out of the question. Her younger siblings deserved at least a secondary education. Even if Marcus himself declared a desire to become a laborer, Ellie would never permit it. He wouldn't truly mean it. The only solution was for her to send as much money as possible. Ellie recounted her savings: her accumulated wages and the bonus she'd earned for catching rats. Despite the supposedly improved pay, it wasn't much. She’d never considered keeping any for herself. Still, she needed…
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“Huh? What kind of silly question is that? Of course, I mean lying very close to each other, caressing each other's bodies as a warm-up, then gradually moving your hands lower, where it's moist…” Cairn felt dizzy at her detailed description. It was more explicit than he had anticipated. “Wait, stop, stop. Where did you learn such things?” Cairn’s expression turned serious as he listened to Lillian’s explanation. “I learned it from books.” “Books?” “Yes, I went to the…- 17.5 K • Ongoing
- Lilian almost blurted out, “No, he hasn’t even had his first kiss,” but she bit back the words. “Uh, I suppose he might be?” “Lili, be honest with me. You know him better than I do, his own mother.” Lilian felt like a teacher conducting a parent-teacher conference about Cairn. First the Duke, now the Duchess. “No, I don’t think he’s seeing anyone.” “Oh, he takes after his father… I had a feeling he’d have trouble finding a partner.” Lilian had recently discovered…
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- He offered a kind smile. “It seems you have some questions about my explanation.” The Duke, who knew Lilian almost as well as Cairn himself, quickly grasped her thoughts. “So, Your Grace, is there something you desperately wanted but couldn't have?” “No.” His firm denial sent an inexplicable chill through Lilian. “Then why must Cairn, your son, learn to give up?” The Duke’s lips twitched—a familiar reaction to her unexpected questions. “Well… everyone in the House of…
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