Chapter 35

The kitchen of the Lombardy mansion was noisy from the dawn.

This was because today is a day for the immediate family of Lombardy to gather together and have lunch.

My father, who seemed to have no time to breathe because he was busy, was at home without going to work today.

It was because I couldn't be late for a family meal after a long time.

In fact, in any case, it was the grandfather's command to take the 'family-like appearance' between families as important as Lombardy's business thrives.

Thanks to this, our family, who skipped breakfast and did a simple trick to soothe her stomach, borrowed the hands of the employees to dress it up.

It seems that other families are hiring people to help with their decorating, but we didn't feel the need to do that.

Sometimes when such an important day came, it was enough to get help at that time.

"Our Tia is getting prettier day by day!"

My father smiled and said to me in the mirror.

I did not say anything of humility.

It's pretty even when I see it with my own eyes.

"Dad is so cool too!"

These are not empty words either.

My father, dressed up for a long time, is so cool that my eyes are rounded.

It is even better to see a family who resembles each other like this.

Probably more so in the eyes of others.

You can see that the maids who helped us to make up our clothes couldn't take their eyes off my father and me with their red faces.

Lombardy sometimes looks better than anyone else just by trimming it like this, so do you really need to have a separate employee?

My shoulders shrug.

"Come on, let's go, Tia."

I walked holding a large hand that tenderly extended toward me.

Father's hands were big and warm.

The weather was very sunny, and the bright sunlight seemed to gently melt the interior of the splendid Lombardy mansion.

Everything felt perfect.

Until I arrived at the banquet hall, Eleanor Hall, and opened the door.

"Did you come?"

The butler waiting at the door greeted us politely.

But the place where my gaze went was the other Lombardy people who came and sat behind it.

Seeing that the top seat was empty, it seemed that grandfather had not yet arrived.

Ugh. I don't want to go in.

Instinctively, I soothed my legs trying to step backward, but I walked to the table as my father led me.

As I got closer, I saw their familiar faces.

To be precise, they were all faces that looked twenty years younger than the ones in my memory.

Even though they are all like angels at first glance, they are wearing colorful clothes and beautiful appearances.

I know that the inside is empty or darkly colored.

Viese, who was sitting at the top of the seat, looked at me as if he felt my gaze.

Honestly, as Lombardy's bloodline, as much as my father and the brother, his appearance is not ugly.

However, I really hate the greed that was filled in my eyes that day.

Woowook.

I wasn't feeling well, so I quickly looked away.

"Come on, Tia is here with other cousins."

The table was divided into adult's and children's tables.

It was fortunate for me.

I couldn't seem to get any appetite when I saw Viese or his wife, Seral, who could still feel the gaze looking at this side.

"Tia!"

"Sit here next to us!"

The twins who had come first greeted me with chatter as usual.

"Okay. The two will take good care of Tia."

"Do not worry!"

He responds energetically.

My father smiled warmly to see if he was relieved.

"See you soon, Tia."

My father, who said goodbye and kissed my head, soon moved away to the table over there.

In the seats where both pairs were sitting, only my father looked a little lonely alone.

With a small sigh, I turned to sit down.

"Tia will be sitting next to me!"

"No! It's my seat next to me!"

The twins were arguing over me.

Father, who cares who?

Always good friends and a good way to Gilliu and Mayron often quarrel over my problems.

"Now, two people. Don't fight."

I've been reading all over, but the twins who had already gotten sick didn't seem to be able to hear my voice.

"It's my turn this time!"

"Where is that?"

The voice gets louder and more.

This was when I intervened between the two energetic people because it seemed that the attention would really be focused.

"Gilliu. Mayron."

As someone walked into the banquet hall, the twins' names were called in a harsh voice.

It was Vestian Schuls, the father of the two.

The smile didn't disappear from the face that was approaching with a big step, but the atmosphere was unclear.

"What are you doing loudly?"

And Vestian's gaze approached me.

"You are again."

Yes?

Vestian's attitude is strange.

The attitude is completely different from when I was with Aunt Shananet.

He glances at me as if he were seeing a headache, and he even pushes his shoulders out of sight.

It was a light gesture, but my body took a step back due to the power of an adult.

Vestian, who removed me from the twins' side, told the sons.

"Didn't father tell you that you should be polite at today's family gatherings?"