CH 8

Genocide Party

On the evening of the following day, Romeo could be found on the upper floors of a towering building in the heart of the city. In a lavish hall, nobles surrounded him, dressed in their finest suits, engaged in lively conversations. Standing by Romeo’s side was none other than Juliet, the woman who had exposed Mary.

“Can you believe it? It’s only been a day since yesterday, and yet so many people have gathered to celebrate our engagement party. I consider myself truly fortunate,” remarked Romeo.

“It’s all thanks to your charisma, Lord Romeo,” Juliet replied.

“Hehe, everyone is eager to catch a glimpse of your beauty. You’re nothing like Mary, who was a failure. You, overflowing with talent and ambition, are truly the perfect match as my wife.”

“Lord Romeo…”

Romeo gently lifted Juliet’s chin, drawing their faces closer. They had been lovers even before Romeo met Mary.

Although I was reluctantly engaged to Mary under my father’s orders, the truth is, I was supposed to marry Juliet. But… why? Why did Father vehemently oppose the idea of me marrying Juliet, a noble of lower rank? Why did he suddenly say things like, “If you play along with this little charade, I’ll allow the marriage”?

The day after that incident, this party was promptly organized.

While the nobles around them schemed and speculated, Romeo himself struggled to comprehend his father’s mindset. It wasn’t because he had something to hide that he couldn’t provide an answer; it was simply because he genuinely couldn’t grasp his father’s thoughts.

Well, to be honest, I couldn’t care less whether Mary is dead or alive. I was never interested in that woman to begin with. Trying to understand Father’s thinking is just a waste of time.

For now, all Romeo could do was immerse himself in the joy of this party.

As he parted his lips from Juliet’s, he placed his hand on her waist. “Look, Juliet, at the view from this floor.”

“Yes, Lord Romeo, I can see it. The sight of common people toiling tirelessly for the sake of our future.”

“This building represents my power. Soon, Father will retire, and I will assume the title of Duke. Once that happens, this panoramic view will belong to both you and me, Juliet.”

“Hehe, indeed, Lord Romeo, you are truly remarkable. Allow me to accompany you on your path of conquest for the rest of my life.”

And with those words, Juliet planted a kiss on Romeo’s cheek. The surrounding nobles were suddenly filled with excitement. Feeling even more uplifted, Romeo moved closer to the window with Juliet.

This room had been meticulously designed by Romeo during the construction of the building, with every wall adorned in transparent glass. They spared no expense, utilizing the kingdom’s cutting-edge technology to showcase their opulence.

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