Chapter 130

Chapter 130

You too, Lady Chloe.

I wish you all the best.

Simultaneously, tired-looking middle-aged men reached for the chocolate. Everyone seemed hungry for sugar. The maid of the Cimmaron family entered the drawing room with hasty steps.

My lady, didnt we tell you to hurry up and prepare!?

Oh, I dont know. Everyone looks so distracted. The crowd probably wont know whether Im wearing a wedding dress or a funeral shroud.

The gathering people laughed at Chloes joke. Only the head maid took a deep breath and ranted.

My lady! How dare you tell such a scary joke!?

Seeing the head maids scary gaze, the men busily toned down their facial expressions. It was funny. Indeed, there was something wrong with the word shroud in the mouth of the bride. It was funny.

They all left the drawing room, unable to overcome the maids sharp gaze. The head maid diligently groomed Chloe in front of the vanity. Chloe continued to twirl her hair as she looked at herself in the mirror. There was a constant stream of things to worry about. The woman in the mirror frowned wearily.

Knock, knock. Even though it was open, there was a knock on the door. Chloe turned to receive the polite visitor.

Miss Chloe.

Sir Rosaline.

A welcome guest had arrived. In Rosalines hand was a small white bouquet. It was a flower commonly seen in the kingdom, and because of its tenacious vitality, people often treated it like a weed.

Sir Rosaline brought her lyshes. Chloe laughed. She remembered the time when she was gathering rumors about Rosaline. The flower from which she had sucked the nectar with her brother Calyx was a lysh. Her hand reached out first in joy.

Theyre lyshes. Thank you.

Rosaline smiled softly.

Its delicious.

Chloe burst out laughing. It was delicious. However, when she looked closely, the length of each stem was uneven and jagged. Rosaline had presented a bouquet wrapped in white lace, but its appearance looked awkward and did not match the ribbon. Which florist made this mess?

I made it myself.

O-oh, my Idelavhim! How precious!

Rosaline was proud as Chloe hurriedly stroked the bouquet. She pointed at each one and explained the unique aspects to pay attention to. She had ripped the lace from a dress her mother had sent her. The ribbon was from the pretty macaron wrapper Raymond gave her the other day. Shed cut the lysh flowers from a garden in Moonstone Castle. The gardener scolded her, but she still picked the ones blooming fully. Hessa taught her how to tie the ribbon. Rosaline spoke softly.

Chloe couldnt believe this little bouquet would have such a long history. She listened intently to her words to the point where she momentarily forgot about the Golgartens, Haqab, the 1st Prince, and Balta.

Of course, some interpret this sentence differently and try to hasten their spouses death. Please, I hope youre not one of them.

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What kind of scammer sold this booklet?

Ricardis flipped through a small booklet consisting of three pages.

They say the businessman who rents out artificial lakes wrote it Chloe received it while preparing for the wedding, and she says its fun to flip through when shes bored. For your information, the businessman has welcomed his third wife.

Ricardis snorted.

The part about breaking the oath by hastening the death of ones spouse is more relevant to him.

Many people gathered around the lakeside at Moonstone Castle.

The Cimmarons, Brulites, Sihorges, Walegraves, Falhas, several other families, and even some royalty attened the event. Thanks to Raymonds vast connections and Chloe, who led an organization, Moonstone Castle was full of patronage even though theyd only invited a few close friends.

Ricardis looked around. Amid the amicable people eating food and chatting, there was a disparate atmosphere in the corner.

A group of gloomy men were flipping cards around a table, frowning. Some familiar high-ranking nobles were seen, including Pardict and Arendt, the heir of Marquis Cimmaron. Among them, the most prominent was a strange woman with brown hair. As soon as she spread her cards, groans erupted from all sides. She swept away the gold coins. Anyone could tell they were gambling.

One person stood up as if his money had run out. Ricardis spotted the 4th Prince and current high priest, Laheansi, enjoying the card game more than anyone else while hiding behind the man.

Its here! Its here! Hehehe!

He was humiliating the whole family by himself.

Ill take it all! Ill put all the chips in! If youre scared, better cover up your cards, hehehehe!

He couldnt bear to see this with his eyes open. However, precisely ten seconds later, the elated Laheanshi had to give all the money to the woman previously mentioned. As Laheansi sobbed, the priests who followed tried to cover him with parasols. Seeing the person called the high priest discrediting his family by gambling was shameful. Unfortunately, the priests efforts were in vain due to the temples sigil engraved on the parasols.

The woman was arrogantly crossing her legs, not flinching even among the smoking men. She had all the gold coins on the table stacked before her.

She upped her stakes like crazy again. Thinking she had a good hand, everyone put their cards down on the table and surrendered. As a result, before the woman could do anything else, Calyx Radwiell appeared and dragged her away.

In the gambling ring in which the woman had left, Laheansi turned her cards upside down.

T-two pairs?

She was going all-in with just two pairs? She was a terrifying master of bluffing. Everyone nodded as they looked at her position.

He couldnt understand, but everyone seemed to have entered their own world. Ricardis was dumbfounded and shifted his gaze elsewhere.