
"Why are you laughing at me?" His eyes were like lions ready to pounce on anyone.
Ellena of course did not accept, she was the wife of a Duke. He should deserve respect. "Are you telling me, Miss Ayne?" the cold voice resuscitated Ayne. Of course he would not look for trouble with Duke Vixtor.
Before Ayne spoke briefly to Anne's servant. The woman immediately bowed, saying retreat. Entering his master's room.
"Bad! the waiter dared to ignore me."
"From you being angry. Better Miss Ayne get up before the servants see."
This woman, I hate her so much. He underestimated me. Just look at Ayne's wrath in the heart.
Ayne got up, she flicked her circular dress so that the dust would not stick.
"It's weird when I felt something was pulling my leg."
"Maybe it's just your gut feeling. You're the one who's not careful" Ellena said.
While Ayne he was still confused and curious. He also chose to eliminate that thought.
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The waiter Anne laughed curled up, her stomach cramping as she recalled Ayne's overbearing body falling to the floor. "Why didn't he just fall down the stairs? his body rolling around would be even more exciting" said waiter Anne.
"It's not good to laugh because Ayne, you should have broadcast it, told everyone."
Waiter Anne laughed again. "Did the madam do it?"
"You know, I just tried. Test my abilities, you know," Duchess Alexsa said, blinking one of her eyes.
"The Duchess is really great." Waiter Anne gave her two thumbs up. He felt even more pleased by the current mistress, there was no longer any awkwardness in talking to him. "Thank you, Duchess. Thanks for changing."
"Sure,"
Downstairs.
Duke Vixtor and Marquess Ramon stopped their chatter as the two women approached. "How's it?" ask Marquess Ramon.
"Silver doesn't hurt, he just has a normal eye pain. That's why he refused." Reply to Ayne who was still a little upset.
"What's wrong with your face?" ask Marquess Ramon.
Marquess Ramon examined Ayne's body, fearing something might happen. "How are you doing, baby? should I call the doctor?"
"She just fell down normally, Lord Marquess?" exclamation Ellena. He doesn't like that spoiled attitude.
Ayne held back her wrath, The Duke Vixtor's concubine seemed to be very envious of Marquess Ramon's affection for her.
"Does this have anything to do with the Duchess?"
"You mean?" ask Duke Vixtor. Since then, he had no intention of responding to the chatter of father and son.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to, rumors always say the Duchess is an unlucky bearer." Ellena lowered her head, as if feeling guilty for bringing her up.
"Right, maybe miss Ayne's bad luck. Duchess Alexs was the one who took her. Honey, don't get close to the Duchess."
"But, the Duchess is human. I think it's just a rumor" Ellena said, pretending to be sad. As if he did not accept.
"The rumors could be true. I'm just afraid the Duchess did a no-no to you."
"Yes, thank you for loving me, Duke."
Duke Vixtor hugged Ellena, kissed her forehead.
Cih, want to flaunt it or want to tell me, that Duke likes your inner Ayne
"The good step, if the Duchess is Miss Ellena," said Marquess Ramon. "Sorry Duke, for the sake of establishing this relationship I can only give Alexsa. Because he's the only one old enough to marry."
"It's okay, I get it."
"Most importantly, Duke don't put your heart in if Alexsa does something that makes Duke angry, for our business."
The two men established cooperation, exterminating monsters out of conscience and of course other businesses.
"O yes, what about Miss Ayne's relationship with the Crown Prince?"
"Even if the Crown Prince doesn't like Ayne, the imperial family won't refuse. The Imperial Family and the position of Crown Prince need my support."
During this time, Ayne pursues the love of the Crown Prince, she wants to become an Empress even though the Crown Prince does not have any powers.