CH 92

Only then did the Marquess smile.

“Oh no, I’m sorry. I must have said something too harsh in front of the guests.”

“No, as a parent, you must be worried about your daughter’s education.”

Ines quickly helped.

Then the Marquess glistened her eyes.

‘What is it?’

In her likable eyes, Ines, who was surprised, flinched her shoulders.

At the same time, the Marquess secretly spoke to Ines.

“Actually, Andrea is very interested in the Countess. If you don’t mind, why don’t you meet her?”

“Andrea, is she your daughter?”

“Yes. Marquis Attlee’s residence is not far from here.”

“Can I do that?”

“Of course, of course!”

More enthusiastic responses than she thought.

“Honestly, I was the one who invited the Countess but at the individual exhibition yesterday, the Countess was always taken away by the Duke.”

With that grumbling, the Marquess of Attlee glanced at Enoch playfully.

She guessed that Enoch was also poked inside.

Given that he only coughed briefly and did not refute the Marquess’ words.

Finally, after looking at Enoch with her eyes wide open, the Marquess turned her head toward Ines.

“It’s not a brag, but the scenery around Attlee’s residence is also very beautiful. It comes with a beach owned by the family.”

“It must be nice to have a family-owned beach.”

“Of course. It’s a private property of Marquis Attlee, so you can enjoy the sea quietly.”

The Marquess recommended again in a distinctly excited voice.

“Since you’ve come all the way to Kaldorov, it’s too bad to go back right away after working, right? What do you think?”

“Well…”

Ines was briefly troubled.

Marquess of Attlee, a relative of the Kaldorov family, suggested it that way but it was also difficult to refuse.

The sea.

‘Come to think of it, I think it’s been a long time since I saw the sea.’

‘I think I went around a lot when my parents were alive.’

Ever since she married Ryan, she had only stayed at home to support Ryan.

‘……Instead, Charlotte and Ryan went to see the sea affectionately.’

[T/N: *#%!]

A painful memory popped out like an awl and stabbed the heart.

Ines tried to keep a smiling face.

‘It’s not a bad suggestion anyway.’

She had been busy with the individual exhibition in Kalodorov, so it wouldn’t be bad to enjoy a little.

Ines nodded at that judgment.

“Thank you, then I will be in your care.”

The Marquess of Attlee also nodded with a pleased face.

“Andrea would be very happy. She wanted to meet the Countess badly, and now my daughter will finally fulfill her wish.”

……She thought it was just an exaggeration to flatter Ines up until then.

After the luncheon.

Ines, who arrived at the mansion of  Attlee, had to change her mind somewhat.

“Mother, father!”

The little girl ran out. It was very lovely to see the cilantro tied pigtails fluttering.

“Andrea!”

The Marquis of  Attlee immediately tried to lift his daughter.

Andrea then asked the Marquis back with a straight face at once.

“What about the Countess Brierton?”

“…Daddy’s not even visible?”

The Marquis was often upset, but Andrea was cool.

“Dad, I can see you every day, but you’re not a Countess, are you?”

“…….”

The Marquis narrowed his brows in dissatisfaction and replied.

“Since we’ve brought the Countess you’ve been waiting for forever, there’s no need to hurry.”

“What? What do you mean…… whoo!”

Andrea opened her eyes wide.

Behind her father and mother, she found Ines and Enoch, who were at the front door.

The child’s cheeks turned red.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Andrea Attlee!”

Andrea, who was full of energy, quickly bowed her head. 

The child’s sparkling eyes were fixed only to Ines.

Ines smiled unconsciously because such a child was cute.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Ines Brierton.”

“I’ve heard a lot about you! It’s an honor to meet the Countess like this!”

She was a cute seven-year-old child, Ines wanted to bite her when she tried to speak like an adult as possible.

In the meantime.

Ines tilted her head.

It was because the child was eagerly looking at Ines.

Even Enoch, who usually catched the eyes of children with his outstanding appearance, was not given any attention.

‘Do you have something to say?’

The child, who had been hesitating for a long time, gently held out a large brochure that she had been hugging tightly.

“Well, I want to ask for your signature.”

“You want me to do it?”

‘No way…’

Ines looked down at the brochure sticking out to her with a puzzled face.

The prediction was right.

It was her solo exhibition brochure.

“Yes! I was wondering if you could sign for me!”

The child’s eyes twinkled.

‘Oh, my God, my autograph…….’

It’s a little embarrassing, but she was also proud to see the child like that.

Ines signed the brochure.

Andrea smiled brightly, hugging the brochure tightly in her arms.

“Thank you! I’m definitely going to the Countess’ next solo exhibition! My mom promised to take me there!”

“I’m more grateful that you said that.”

Andrea seemed somewhat encouraged by Ines’ favorable response.

“Well, Countess.”

“Yes?”

“I’m learning painting recently, can I ask for some advice?”

“……Well, I don’t know if I can be a good teacher.”

Ines smiled awkwardly.

To have sufficient knowledge in a field but to teach her was something different entirely.

Ines paused for a moment.

“Aren’t you learning from your teacher?”

But Andrea was determined.

“Still!”

An excited Andrea raised her voice by clenching her both fists.

“I really want to hear it! The Countess’ advice!”

In response to the enthusiastic response, the Marquess gently calmed her daughter while watching the situation.

“Andrea, the Countess is a guest, how can you just say what you want?”

“I’m fine. Rather, it’s good to see this motivated look.”

Ines replied with a smile.

She meant it.

Ordinary aristocratic young children rarely express their opinions so proudly because of their virtue.

In addition, it was very nice to see her directly interested in art.

Perhaps thanks to the Marquis couple raising their child without limiting her chances as much as possible.

‘……like my parents.’

Meanwhile, when Ines defended, Andrea tightened her shoulders.

“Mom, the Countess says it’s okay!”

“Andrea.”

The Marquess warned, but Andrea remained steadfast.

“Well, Countess. Would you like to go to my studio?”

No matter how mature she pretended, a child is a child.

It was cute to see.

Ines’s smile deepened a little.

“Okay, shall we go together?”

“Yes!”

Andrea, who was so excited, walked ahead.

Ines followed her with a leisurely pace.

* * *

Andrea’s studio was quite authentic to say that it belonged to a seven-year-old child.

Perhaps the Attlees were quite attentive to their daughter’s education, so the studio was well equipped.

“Wait, Countess!”

Andrea, who had Ines seated, ran toward the desk, and soon returned with a thick sketchbook in her arms.

“These are my drawings……!”

Traces of practicing drawing were filled in the sketchbook.

They were works in the direction of laying the foundation, such as basic perspective and muscle structure of the human body.

Usually, kids get bored with these practices.

It was obvious that she had been practicing for quite a long time.

Ines, who examined the works closely, gladly praised Andrea.

“You draw well.”

Her skills were quite good for her age.

At the compliment, Andrea’s face lit up.

“Thank you!”

Ines pointed to the picture and continued to explain everything.

“However, this woman’s painting, the muscles of the arms holding the tray, rather than being held like this…….”

“Yes, yes!”

Andrea listened to Ines as if possessed.

“It’s good to try croquis often. You don’t have to try to draw well, but it will be helpful if you focus on the character’s movements and characteristics in the shortest time possible.”

“Yes, I will!”

[T/N: aww… she’s such a cutie]