“Jason?”
“My threeyearold son. Count Graham has him. If you save him, I will testify to everything as it happened.”
Hearing Count Graham’s name, Carson sneered. Of course, he had a fair idea of who was behind it all. However, throughout the long years, the empress had committed many crimes without leaving a single piece of evidence or witness.
“If Graham hasn’t killed him yet, I’ll save your son.”
Lena was startled and looked up at his words. It wasn’t treatment she deserved from someone who had tried to kill his sister.
“Is that true?”
“Yes, do you know where the child is?”
“I only know that the count has hidden the child somewhere.”
“What does the child look like?”
“He has dark brown hair and blue eyes. There’s a scar as big as two finger joints below his left ear.”
“The child’s father?”
“……He’s dead.”
According to the investigation, she had no husband. Whatever her story might be, the probability was high that Graham had used a woman unrelated to him as a tool for his crime.
“Lena Mariere.”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
“The woman you met today.”
As he mentioned Ines, Lena’s body quivered slightly.
“You knew that woman?”
As if she had never thought of such a thing, Lena looked blankly at Carson.
“Ines Swolenden……?”
“Yes.”
Lena slowly shook her head.
“I saw her for the first time.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, I’m sure I saw her for the first time in that square. But…… she seemed to know me.”
Carson realized she felt the same way as he did. However, he had no intention of sharing that sentiment.
“You just wait here quietly.”
“Yes, yes. If you save the child, I can do anything.”
“And that woman’s name…… forget it.”
Carson left the room, calling his confidential knights to action, ordering them to find the child named Jason. Knowing that Count Graham had hidden him, it wouldn’t be too difficult to find the child’s whereabouts.
Returning to his office, Carson began to sort through what had happened in his head.
If the mastermind behind this incident was Count Graham, then the Empress was undoubtedly behind him. But if the child could not be saved, Lena would not testify. So securing Jason’s new recruit was the priority.
Once the child was safely recovered, Lena would testify to anything for Carson. But if that card was used now, the Empress would undoubtedly cut off Count Graham’s hand without a moment’s hesitation.
“Noah.”
“Yes, My Lord.”
“Spread the rumor that Lena Mariere set fire to her room and committed suicide. But do not announce an official stance.”
“Understood.”
“Say we cannot immediately hand over the corpse to the security forces. After an investigation within the mansion to determine whether it’s a suicide or not, then we’ll hand it over.”
“Yes.”
“And find a suitable female corpse. It must be a body burned beyond recognition.”
So now was not the appropriate time.
Carson thought of the youngfaced Empress, incongruous with her age. Every time he saw her, he was seized by a dreadful feeling. Her face was beautiful, but cunning like a snake, giving him chills.
The Empress had promised to give him back his sister. Then she attacked him and his sister in the square. What would have become of him after losing Louis?
That child was the only reason for Carson to live in this world. The sole duty and responsibility left to him, separate from his overflowing love for Louisianne.
At the end of that thought, that woman undoubtedly came to mind.
Like a battlefield, when everyone was screaming, raising dust, causing a disturbance, that woman walked towards him, holding his sister in her arms as if nothing had happened.
Limp, limp. Her imperfect stride continuously stamped in his heart. Even knowing that she could now walk straight, he felt a strange lump in his throat.
A woman with no reason to be pitied, yet he kept looking back at her, feeling pity.
He, who did not cry even on the day his mother passed away, had never shed tears in front of others in his lifetime.
Could he shed tears in a moment like this, suddenly letting down his guard?
Carson chuckled bitterly, shaking off the thought.
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
