Chapter 46

The house where he left Laritte waiting in the carriage was the house of none other than Viscount Walson.

The most powerful man Rose could marry.

“Welcome, Duke!”

Viscount Walson scurried into the living room.

The man named Ian Reinhardt was like a heavenly being to the Viscount.

There could be no business out of reach to the Duke’s family.

And Ian himself was a frightening person.

“……Nice to see you, Viscount Walson.”

Ian said as he sat down on a well-designed chair, supporting his chin on his loose fist.

The Viscount lowered himself down on a chair across from him, nervousness clear in his eyes.

‘I heard he’s a Swordmaster. He’s as formidable as I expected.’

Ian’s tanned skin and well-built muscles were the best proof.

Compared to the Viscount’s mouse-like dwarf size.

He flinched as his eyes met Ian’s.

If someone was the scariest person in the world, Ian Reinhardt would be the one!

Laritte would snicker if she heard this. Since Ian was completely different in front of her.

Various cookies and black tea were placed on the table between Ian and the Viscount.

The latter smiled as he offered.

“Because I was recently alerted of your arrival…. the dessert that’s been prepared is insignificant. Please forgive me.”
“I see.”

While the Viscount panicked.

‘Is he saying it’s fine or does he want me to bring another dessert?’

He even wondered if he should go to a nearby aristocracy and rent a kitchen.

Ian’s eyes shifted to the hands of the Viscount. He could tell how nervous he was.

“I don’t know if black tea suits my taste.”
“Then, why didn’t you drink green tea?”
“Oh, it’s no problem! This tea is from a brand that I usually order from. It’s also very popular. That’s why I initially thought it’d fit me well, especially since I don’t have much variation in taste.”
“No wonder……”

Viscount Walson fell in agony again.

He was completely caught up in Ian’s pace. Just as Ian wanted.

As a matter of fact, most people treated Ian Reinhardt this way. They were either scared of him or went to flatter him.

“S-So, why has the Duke decided to visit me? I’m afraid I haven’t heard of the reason when I heard of your arrival…..”
“My wife wants to buy toys for her child.”
“Oh, you’ve heard of me running a toy company!”

Then it struck him.

“Uhh…. Did you say, child? Your wife is having a child?”

He was shocked.

illegitimate girl in as his

And

of the Viscount’s

not pregnant, but she’s a very affectionate woman. She wishes to care for her

Viscount first thought the illegitimate girl

to conceive

Duke wish to make her the mother

Ian leaned in.

“Why shouldn’t I?”

Viscount really was

to curry favour with

as no answer came from him.

it normal to have children when you’re married? I came all the way here to get a toy for my own wife.” “Y-You, You’ve come to the right place, Duke.”

heaved a loud

so initially. But shouldn’t such a woman pay

holding

Viscount nodded furiously in

a woman’ to be Rose.

family were obviously the Brumayers!

he shouldn’t

off. Everything was

on his way to leave

late hour visit I made.” “No, it’s fine, Duke!” “Thank you for recommending which toy

The Viscount bowed.

Ian thought.

would never treat me like that.’

the thought, a smile appeared

such a different woman.

Laritte, the only one who treated him

natural for her to do so since she raised him as if he were her own child

time with Laritte,

an amusing

caught the smile appearing on

time you’ve smiled like that.

he said this,

“I smiled?”

wasn’t even in

and now he was smiling in front

have good

was the one who wanted it. Ian should think of

changing him this much?

heart throbbed against his

way, that

continued to beat ironically.

aura around him gradually darkened, which caused Viscount Walson

He nodded.

I must’ve made a mistake.”

repeated inwardly…

only his

because of me that my heart is pounding like this.

a new doll in his

***

to know what he did in the mansion was so

she forgives them. But I won’t allow

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