Chapter 86:

Chapter 86:

Dahlia.

Lennox Carlyle quietly repeated that name.

How does Juliet know Dahlia?

Your Highness, I dont want to die.

The image of Juliet clinging desperately to him, coughing up blood, flashed through his mind.Th.ê most uptodate novels are published on n(0)velbj)n(.)co/m

It was hard to dismiss it as just something said in panic, as there were many points that weighed on his mind.

Lennox, Im sorry.

Watching her die in front of him was a nightmarish scene he never wanted to witness again.

With eyes that briefly closed and then opened sharply, Lennox looked fierce.

Hadin.

Yes.

Send someone to Lucerne. Theres something to look into.

* * *

Juliet hurriedly left Carlyles mansion on a carriage.

In fact, she was a bit upset.

After all the trouble of being worried and visiting, what the

Moreover, she had quite a bit to tell, including what she did in Lucerne and the disappearance of the butterflies.

Very upset, Juliet realized only upon reaching the reception room of the Counts mansion that she had left something at the Carlyle mansion.

My hairpin.

She remembered carefully tying up her hair before leaving, but now her hairpin was nowhere to be found and her long hair trailed down her back.

It was my favorite.

She mustve dropped it somewhere in the bedroom when she fell onto the bed.

The leaf-shaped hairpin adorned with pearls was one of Juliets treasured items. But she didnt want to go back for it.

Sighing lightly, Juliet sat at a desk in front of a large window. Gazing out at the garden, she noticed something odd.

The garden looked professionally maintained. The once neglected circular fountain was now clean, and new rose vines were in the maze garden.

Did grandfather take care of it?

But then Juliet remembered she had only been back to the County for about a week.

It wouldve been difficult to complete the repairs in just a week

Furthermore, Lionel had left abruptly just yesterday.

Miss.

Hearing a voice from behind, Juliet looked up to see her nursemaid, Yvette, standing at the entrance of the reception room with a tea set.

Why are you carrying that alone? Its dangerous.

Juliet rose from her seat to take the teacup from Yvette.

Miss, I know this mansions layout by heart.

Yvette said with a gentle smile.

Even if I cant see, this much isnt a problem.

Juliet nodded, looking into Yvettes silvery-grey eyes.

But as she sipped her tea and looked around the house, she noticed not only the garden but various parts of the mansion had been repaired.

There wasnt enough money to hire a gardener.

Confused, Juliet tilted her head.

Do you like it?

Before Juliet could ask what had happened, Yvette said with a bright smile.

Because I refused their invitation?

Yes

Juliets expression turned icy.

It was a childish threat.

Juliet finally realized the pettiness of it all and let out a soft sigh. So thats what it was all about.

They probably want to make a spectacle out of the woman scorned. They want me to be the center of attention as the rejected one.

Theres no need for that, Miss. Ill find another route to get the groceries.

The elderly butler tried to reassure her.

But Juliet had a gut feeling that this wasnt going to be resolved easily.

Aristocratic servants have their own solid networks. Going against them would impact all the relationships they had built over the years.

Right now, it might be just about food supplies, but theres no telling what might come next.

Unless I move to a remote mountain, this will continue.

Ill handle it.

Juliet had no intention of giving up the family and mansion left by her parents.

* * *

Juliet gathered all the mail she had received. She dumped it all in the middle of the living room.

Clatter.

Wow, whats all this?

Envelopes spilled onto the floor. Eshel and Teo, who were passing by, each commented.

Looks like youre popular?

Teo sat down and marveled at the number of invitations.

I thought you didnt have friends or maybe not?

Instead of answering, Juliet let out a light sigh.

Theyre not friends.

All were invitations to tea parties or salon gatherings.

In a way, it was a kind of tradition.

People in the social circle, keenly interested in every move of Lennox Carlyle, always wanted to know what happened to his ex-lovers after their breakup.

Some grew too arrogant and went bankrupt.

One actress, thinking too highly of herself, was even fired from a minor role.

They act as if theyre something special

And so on.

They just wouldnt give up their long-standing source of amusement. They wanted to make fun of Juliet now.

They probably want to see me in ruins.

There are always those who enjoy gossiping about others misfortunes.

Juliet sighed heavily.

If thats what they want, Ill give them what theyre looking for.

She couldnt avoid it forever.

Lets show them exactly what being rejected looks like.

Despite her cold determination, Juliet mumbled:

If I knew it would come to this, maybe I shouldve lived a more virtuous life.

Contrary to her words, Juliet wasnt really regretful. She had no intention of passively falling apart or becoming the tragic heroine of a sad tale.

Lets go with this one.

After much contemplation, Juliet picked up an invitation.