Chapter 178

Chapter 178

That question unexpectedly came up yet again. When Violet heard the question, she pretended to cough, causing Cairn, who was quietly eating next to her, to flare up.

Why the hell is she gonna give a handkerchief to that guy?!

Im just asking, and he has the highest chance of winning. Besides, youre friends with him, right?

Why him of all people!

Its just a formality anyway.

Id rather win the whole thing myself!

Graduate from the academy first.

While Violet was coughing, the heated argument between the bickering brothers continued. The conversation between the two escalated. Even though Cairn hadnt graduated yet, they argued whether he could participate if there was no one else Violet could give a handkerchief to. It was a pitiful conversation.

Ignoring his younger brothers complaints neatly, Roen shifted his gaze towards Violet.

I know your embroidery skills, but still, if its the handkerchief of the Lady of the Everett Duchy, it will have significant meaning. You understand this, dont you?

In response to Roens question, Violet looked at him with an expressionless face. Unperturbed, he continued his words.

No matter what happens, dont give your handkerchief to His Highness. Got it?

Why not just give it to me! That would be the best, wouldnt it?!

They really werent going anywhere with this one-sided conversation.

They kept asking questions without really stopping to wait for an answer. After finishing the entire meal, Violet, wiping her mouth casually, opened her mouth as if something had come to her mind.

Oh, by the way.

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Despite the expenses for both the paint and the handkerchief cloth, Violet, without sketching, drew her second picture. Soon, blue roses and blue butterflies appeared on the handkerchief. Mary, marveling at the mysterious and beautiful shapes of nonexistent flowers and dreamy butterflies, opened her mouth in admiration.

Its beautiful

Thats right. But I cant use this. The colors came out a bit off.

Even though its so pretty?

Its just for practice anyway.

Violet chuckled and was about to pat Marys head but stopped. Acrylic paint didnt come off once dried, so she wanted to prevent any unexpected accidents.

Unaware of this fact, Mary chattered on cheerfully.

How truly marvelous. But will the colors not fade?

Its paint especially made for fabric. Since it was custom ordered, it should be fine.

Violet smiled. Still, she couldnt help but wonder. As soon as the paint dried completely, she decided to try washing it to see if the colors would bleed. Mary, not realizing that the noble lady was contemplating handwashing handkerchiefs, admired her in awe.

Ive seen many dyes for fabrics, but this is the first time seeing direct drawings on cloth!

When you have money, theres nothing you cant do.

Indeed! Theres nothing money cant do!

Violet chuckled, realizing how she had turned the impossible into a miracle with the name of money. Mary, who knew nothing about the ladys thoughts of washing handkerchiefs, continued to express her amazement.

Looking at the paint again, Violet thought that if it were Roen, he would undoubtedly suggest starting a business venture with this paint. Violet had no intention of starting a business on her own, so it would be entirely Roens responsibility.

Really. Despite his constant complaints about being intolerably busy, his work efficiency was simply unmatched.

Well, its none of her concern anyway. Violet erased any thoughts of Roen from her mind.

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