The Villainess Will Leave Without Any Regrets - Chapter 98

Layla’s candidates were Arsene, Cade, and finally Laurelia.

Who the hell was going to move?

‘It’s fun.’

If it’s Cade, I’ll kill him, and if it’s Lorelia, I’ll kill her too.

However, with Arsene, it was a different story.

Lovers who had returned from the future together. How banal and romantic. If Arsene and Layla were together, they might have Charope kneel at their feet. By that time, Layla would have taken Amerigo.

Layla hummed.

Which planted seed will move?

She never let go of someone that took away her opportunity. Layla cast her gaze into the darkness.

It moved.

Then. Shall we wait and see who was the author who would jump over the virtuous lady’s wall?

*

The next morning was bright. There was an aura similar to that of war in the office due to the news of the epidemic. Enoch thought Abella was going to be depressed.

People would accuse Abella, saying she had done something wrong, as well as disrupt Amerigo’s business, on which Abella had worked so hard to lay the foundation.

Moreover, it was a long way to sell the magic stone crafts before the awareness of the plague was stripped away. Nevertheless, Abella’s expression was bright.

Enoch called Abella worriedly. “Abella.”

“Hmm?”

“Are you okay?”

“Oh……” Abella nodded her head shyly. “I’m okay. I wasn’t okay when I first heard the news yesterday, but I’m okay now.”

What happened yesterday?

Abella dealt with all the measures she could take from the Duchy mansion and left immediately for the royal palace. If Abella had changed, it was most likely because of the emperor.

That was annoying for him.

Abella told Enoch she didn’t want to leave any room. If Enoch revealed his feelings, Abella would cut him off this time.

There were no second chances with her.

He hated how meeting Cade affected Abella. Cade was something Enoch couldn’t mess with. Furthermore, he also had to maintain an acquaintance with Cade for the kingdom. Clemington’s Chancellor was dissatisfied with Enoch’s achievements, but he returned, saying that was enough.

Enoch was utterly the weak one in this relationship.

Even if he wanted to choose a word, he couldn’t come up with a satisfactory word right now.

“I don’t think it’s an epidemic, Enoch.”

Fortunately, Abella brought it out first.

“If it was an epidemic… if I did something wrong, it would have spread to diplomatic issues, right?”

Abella rolled her eyes playfully. Enoch seized the opportunity that Abella offered.

“What diplomatic issues?”

He accepted it with his usual playful tone.

“Prince Clemington is in Timur, and a plague breaks out in Charope? Could Clemington stay still?”

Enoch chuckled. To appease the bitterness, he opened a lollipop and shoved it into his mouth.

“That’s it. Even though I look like a young bastard, I’m actually a prince. It must have been a real epidemic. Aww… But you’re ignorant of how you treat a precious prince like this.”

Enoch chuckled as usual and put his arms around the desk. Abella smiled and followed Enoch.

“But how are you sure?”

“There is no reason for the epidemic to spread in the Amerigo estate. Both in terms of the season and in the state of the territory, I came to a new conclusion.”

Cade didn’t pinpoint the clear culprit, but…

Fortunately, Yuri was following Cade. She would soon find out who Cade suspected too.

“What conclusion?”

“It is a situation that was planned and directed to undermine my prestige. What do you think?”

Enoch nodded slowly. Abella’s words were right.

The timing was good too.

Was Abella starting her new business now? There were certainly people who could benefit from this.

Enoch slowly recalled aspects of Amerigo’s relatives.

If one of them was the culprit…

“Count Gilmus?”

“He’s not that smart.”

“What about his son?”

“It’s hard to get lucky under silkworm.”

“Then Volotto or…”

“Still stupid.”

Enoch questioned Abella’s assertion. “Does Yuri know?”

Abella smiled bitterly. “She doesn’t know, but she will find out.”

It would be a long fight from now on. Even if it was frustrating and difficult, Abella had the confidence to endure this time.

She didn’t waste eight years at Vincent for nothing.