Chapter 135

Chapter 135

Violet paid no heed to the burning gazes directed at her. The smile on her lips was simply arrogant.

“You didn’t understand what I said, did you? I said I made a mistake, so why are you insisting that I did not make a mistake?”

“What? That doesn’t make any sense...”

“I already said so. I made a mistake.”

“That’s nonsense! Everyone saw it!”

As she dropped her champagne, the woman expressed her anger. Those who met her gaze quickly averted their eyes.

“Her Ladyship said it’s a mistake, so it must be one.”

“Yelling like that without any decorum, goodness.”

Power was both shallow and powerful.

Regardless of the truth, Violet’s words became the truth.

In this context, at least.

The victim, who had champagne spilled on her, was quickly transformed into an ill-mannered person.eone tried to sympathize with her, but they soon fell silent after locking eyes with Violet.

If you want to imitate the actions of a villainess, do it properly.

Violet, with her cool demeanor, smiled.

“Perhaps you need reimbursement for your clothes? In that case, send a request to the Everett Duchy.”

“Th-this...!”

The woman, unable to utter anything further, fled with a flushed face.

“Wait, Lady Lerri!”

A few followed her out.

“.......”

“Or perhaps, using the Empress’s body, you may try to chisel your way into the Duchy. Utilizing that ‘doll-like’ beauty of yours.”

“...You.”

Lady Tolofia displayed her displeasure, and Violet responded with her characteristic arrogant smile.

“It seems there’s nothing more to discuss here. I shall take my leave.”

“I look forward to the day when your arrogance can no longer be a virtue of yours.”

In the seething gaze of Lady Tolofia, dark emotions surged. Above all, Violet didn’t respond to those familiar emotions.

Lady Tolofia continued, seemingly not expecting a response.

“We shall see if you can still be arrogant towards me then.”

Do as you please. Violet stopped imagining Lady Tolofia seducing Roen. No matter how much she disliked Roen, it was disrespectful to him.

Afterward, the banquet was a series of mundane events. Someone approached Violet and engaged in uninspiring conversations.

Most of them were about Roen, whether to get in her good graces as her older brother would be the next duke, and perhaps the next prime minister.

There were a few who overtly tried to undermine her. Some middle-aged men who looked down on her as a young woman tried to raise their hands in anger in response to Violet’s straightforward words. They were all promptly escorted out.

‘A few noble houses will likely disappear by the end of this banquet.’

Violet found it all to be quite trivial.

She hoped that the rumors of her aiming for the position of the next duke would prove baseless. Some of the others even preferred to appease the feeble Roen.

‘Come to think of it, where did that rascal Cairn go?’

Violet realized that Cairn, who had been beside her until just now, was no longer there. She concluded her current conversation with these people here and left her seat.

“Oh, goodness!”

“......!”

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