“The reason David couldn’t go to Salisbury was because he was confined to his room. Now that his confinement is over, he’ll soon be back to his old habits and frequenting gambling houses again. Use your connections and eloquence to lead him to a gambling house on the outskirts. I’ll support you with all the money and goods you need. Is that possible?”
“…Yes, I will make it possible.”
“Good. After you bring them together, start a fight. That probably won’t be too difficult. I want as many people as possible to watch the fight, so that the rumors spread widely in society.”
Milo nodded again.
As she said, it was very easy to start a fight between men in a bar or gambling house. Especially those with such nasty personalities, they would cause a commotion even without being pushed.
“Oh, and there’s one more important thing.”
Ariella clapped her hands lightly as if she had almost forgotten.
“When you choose a gambling house, I’d like you to choose one that also has a dog fighting ring. If that’s difficult, I’d like there to be a dog fighting ring nearby.”
“I’ll keep that in mind when I look.”
Dog fighting. He didn’t know why the noble duchess was looking for such a low-class culture, but Milo didn’t bother to ask.
Anyway, his igLizzynt mind wouldn’t be able to follow the plan. So he just had to faithfully do what he was told.
“Okay, that’s all for now. Let’s think about the rest after we see how things go. From now on, I’ll contact you through Sir Adam, so if you have anything to say, tell him.”
Ariella finished speaking and got up.
She had told the Duke of Bedford that she was going to buy jewelry, so she had to leave soon. Henrik would cover for her again, but it would be safer to show her face at the jewelry store just in case.
“Miss.”
Just as she was about to leave in a hurry, Milo suddenly called out to Ariella.
“Did you know about what happened to my sister at the hands of your brother?”
Apart from agreeing to take revenge together, there was still a faint hostility in his voice.
No matter what David had done to Ariella, as long as she shared the same blood as David, he couldn’t completely erase his hostility.
“…No, I didn’t know. If I hadn’t needed you, I probably wouldn’t have paid much attention. I would have thought it was something that had nothing to do with me.”
Ariella didn’t apologize or make excuses.
Milo let out a hollow laugh at that. He hadn’t expected her to answer so honestly.
It was better to tell the truth than to tell a hypocritical lie, but he couldn’t help but feel bitter.
“However, I can promise you one thing.”
“What is it?”
“I will definitely bring David before you. And give you the opportunity to take revenge on him directly.”
That is my apology to you as David’s sister, Ariella added in a whisper.
Hearing those words, Milo smiled for the first time since Maya’s death.
Because that was the apology he had wanted the most.
“Hmm…”
Ariella looked down at the sparkling jewelry, stroking her chin.
The dressing room, newly assigned to her as a fake princess, was already piled high with countless dresses and accessories. It was ironic, considering she didn’t have nearly as much when she was the real one.
Among them was a unique headdress gifted by Mrs. Melana, and a hat newly purchased for her meeting with Baron Turner, but it was something else entirely that caught her eye.
“I think I’ll go with this one.”
“Oh, my! Miss, you can’t wear that!”
As Ariella chose a hat decorated with pure white lace and baby’s breath, Amira, who had been watching from behind, rushed forward, raising her voice in alarm.
“What if you wear something I made and end up embarrassed?”
Indeed, what Ariella had chosen was one of the many hats Amira had made.
Amira still enjoyed making artificial flowers and lace whenever she had free time, using them to decorate hats or create new accessories.
However, unlike before, when her amateurish touch was subtly noticeable, the accessories she made these days were truly as beautiful and luxurious as anything sold in a decent boutique.
This was the result of Amira’s skills improving dramatically, thanks to Ariella’s encouragement and various forms of support.
“Embarrassed? Nonsense. I told you, Amira, even accessories sold in high-end boutiques aren’t as good as these. You should start a business.”
“Oh, Miss. What business could I possibly start! I’m just tinkering with them as a hobby.”
“It’s too much of a waste of talent to just keep it as a hobby. Mrs. Melana said so too. She said you have a shining talent.”
At her earnest words, Amira’s cheeks flushed red.
Talent? She had never heard such a thing before. Even though she knew it was nonsense, a corner of her heart tingled, and a strange sense of anticipation welled up. Amira tried to ignore it, picking up the hat.
