When The Count’s Illegitimate Daughter Gets Married

Chapter 47

After a while, Rose opened her eyes while lying on her bed.

“Hmmm.”

The sun outside the window was casting brighter glares than usual.

“What? I slept this long…..? Why didn’t they wake me up?”

Rose Brumayer always acted like a picky youngster. Especially after waking up.

The maids were supposed to wake her up at the appointed time in the morning.

But no one came.

Rose had been inside the house since she was humiliated by Laritte and rejected by her fiancée.

Because of that, her hysteria got worse.

In the past, she would have bullied Laritte as a way to express her tantrums. Similar to how children disturbed ants who minded their own business on branches.

Since she couldn’t do that now, her stress just piled up.

She gritted.

‘Derpy employees. I’m sure they’re slacking since I haven’t lifted up my whip lately!’

She decided to release her anger on them.

She rushed outside the room. She turned left through the corridor on the second floor to find a man standing in front of a painting.

“Hey, you!”

She approached him as he thought he was a servant.

When the man turned around, she froze.

It wasn’t a servant. Rather, it was a government personal dressed in a uniform.

Only then did she take a look at her surroundings.

The hallway was empty. Devoid of any sculptures, flower vases, or any decorative items for that matter.

What’s worse, the official was currently taking off the remaining paintings.

“W-Who are you? Why are you taking that?”

The man shook his hand at her as if he was being bothered.

“I’m just following orders from above, so make a complaint there, Miss.”

Rose may have been expelled from social gatherings, but she was still an aristocrat. The daughter of a family who owned an estate.

She raised her voice.

“You lowly! Are you out of your mind?”

The man casually spoke.

“Is it necessary to properly treat a fallen aristocrat who has no land?”
“F-Fallen? What?”

He did not respond anymore.

first floor,

and other miscellaneous things they owned

Countess, who was sitting in one

filed a lawsuit with the investigative agency.

Boom!

though a big rock came crashing down on

and estate, the title of

deal with the Brumayers.

“We’re finished, Rose!”

ran her fingers over her head, messing

price was less than what plagued

the moment she spotted him carrying away her dresses.

be confiscated. Be happy we didn’t take

man checked the documents before

the rest of your possessions now belong to the Duke of Reinhardt. There had been a demand to send the belongings of the count we are taking away

an

would definitely find Laritte at the Duke’s mansion. There was a chance she could get back her possessions if she begged Laritte for forgiveness.

hurry and make our way to the Duke’s mansion.” “What are you planning to do?” “Laritte is there!

his wife exchanged looks

determined to convince

public and get our house back.

they began

had also gradually diminished. Even so, he didn’t

opinion on such a place being annoying.

in the house

together, or if the weather was nice, they could have

choose to talk about a

afternoon as usual when each chose a book to read

so old that it seemed as if it were built a hundred years ago. But that didn’t mean it was

the open window came light sun rays pouring in and the refreshing scent of flowers accompanying

hands while taking a bite

some point,

this for a while, but

title of the book in Laritte’s hand was 《100 Easy

he came to know that such a thing existed

that contain

found from dragons were known to be very

of runaway dragons were distributed in the order in which

never eaten anything

from?” “I assume that’s the reason why they wrote it in

more

it meaningful as a

on the book again.

was going to question her

eyes stopped on her appearance.

strangles swayed as the breeze from outside touched

his pulse

accepted this as an everlasting feeling.

days, he had thought of too many excuses to explain it. But he

Laritte was beautiful.

Objectively at that.

attractive in his

it made

got used to it