I walked out of my grandfather’s office with the Lord of Brown.

  There were people waiting for us.

  It was Caitlyn and Ramona.

  "Father!"

  Ramona quickly approached and hugged the Lord of Brown tightly.

  "Ramona."

  The Lord of Brown swept his daughter’s back with only one hand left.

  "It’s been a long time since you’ve had a reunion."

  Caitlyn, who was wiping away tears with a handkerchief, replied to my words.

  "The last time we met was before Ramona entered the academy, so we were separated for a long time."

  Perhaps it was a wise choice, as Rabini was as cruel as the former Lord of Angenas, who slaughtered the Brown family.

  The Lord of Brown changed his status to a commoner and drove a carriage to the Capital.

  If the Empress had known that his daughter had likewise changed her identity and became a confidant of Perez in the Academy.

  It could be sure that this reunion today would not have happened.

  "You’ve grown up before I know it. I couldn’t recognize you even if I have you as a guest in my carriage."

  The Lord of Brown smiled bitterly and said jokingly.

  "Why is your face so sad?"

  "I’m fine."

  Before they knew it, tears were in the eyes of the father and daughter.

  They were a good-looking father and daughter who looked just like each other with good faces smiling.

  I took a step back from the Brown family and called my grandfather’s butler, John.

  "Yes, Lady."

  "My grandfather guest and my guest. Arrange a place for them to stay in the mansion. Out of the eyes of the employees so that the guests can relax."

  "Yes, I will."

  John understood all my instructions even if I didn’t elaborate.

  John, who knew the Lombardy mansion better than I probably did as a deacon in charge of it, was also quick.

  Space for the three Browns is ready in the blink of an eye.

  Located on the top floor of the huge main building, the space was a great place for three family members to stay.

  "I’m sorry, but Lord Brown must refrain from going outside and stay here from today."

  At my words, the Lord of Brown opened his eyes wide.

  "To successfully restore the Brown family’s identity, it’s all about keeping secrets until the time comes. Besides……"

  I said with a calm eye, but frankly, looking at the appearance of the Lord of Brown.

  "Lord Brown needs to be prepared because you cannot stand before the nobles like this."

  "Well, yes…… no, that’s right."

  The Lord of Brown habitually changed his words in a hurry to speak formally to me.

  He also swept the shabby clothes he was wearing with his hands.

  To be honest, now the Lord of Brown was nothing short of a commoner.

  Even if it was a little better than the first time, it was still a sloppy posture and tone.

  More than 40 years ago, the death of the former Lord of Brown occurred when the Lord of Brown was still a child.

  It was inevitable that he lived as a commoner longer than as a nobleman.

  "I will select some trustworthy people, and I’m going to put you up with a teacher. You’re going to have a hard time for a while. And Caitlyn."

  "Yes, Lady Florentia."

  "Stay here for a few days and teach this and that to Lord Brown and the Lady."

  It was fortunate that there would be a great teacher named Caitlyn who couldn’t be hired even with money.

  "I’ll tell Perez."

  When Perez’s name came out, Ramona was seen flinching slightly.

  But I greeted them like I didn’t see it and came out.

  Outside the room, John, the butler who guided us here, was still waiting.

  "There will be many things they need, so please attach one as someone with a heavy mouth."

  "Yes, Lady."

  Then a small laugh leaked out of the room.

  It was the sound of a happy family.

  I added to John.

  "From food to clothes. Please be careful not to lack anything."

  They are people who have suffered for a long time.

  If they’re there, they’ll be able to talk about things they’ve been unable to talk about for at least a few days.

  Without worrying about being caught.

  At some point, without worrying that someone is after their life.

  "I will, Lady Florentia."

  Somehow, leaving behind John looking at me with warm eyes, I took a step.

  Since my grandfather’s test started, there was no time to waste.

  * * *

  The next day at the Angenas mansion.

  "Check it out."

  Clerivan handed out the new contract to Duigi Angenas.

  "Then I’ll see it for a second."

  Lord of Angenas put down the contract he had kept and the new one Clerivan had brought on the table side by side.

  Then he read through the pages one by one and poked his head in satisfaction.

  After Clerivan Pellet’s words to rewrite the contract, and he agreed with it, he then regretted it in his heart.

  He was so nervous that he didn’t know what Clerivan was up to.

  Contrary to his concerns, however, the new contract was no different from the previous one.

  Duigi Angenas sneaked a look at Clerivan.

  "Hmm."

  Anyway, it was because he was informed that Pellet Corporation was suspicious.

  "Did you check everything?"

  Contrary to the idea of anger, Clerivan was smiling leisurely, leaning comfortably against the back of his chair.

  The displeasure was not seen on his face.

  Rather, he pointed out the clause in large letters at the very end of the contract with his finger.

  "This part here is the most important. If Angenas fails to repay the interest and principal, the owner of Pellet corporation becomes the owner of the estate of Henforek, which is the collateral. Have you confirm it?"

  "I confirmed it."

  "Please also read the terms below."

  Clerivan said, referring to the list of details of ’interest and principal payments’.

  "What a thorough man you are?"

  The Lord of Angenas said with a big smile.

  "But things are difficult for a while now, and the land of Angenas as collateral will not fall."

  "……I suppose so."

  After a very brief silence, Clerivan smiled and replied along with the Lord of Angenas.

  "Now, do I have to stamp the seal?"

  "Yes, it is."

  The subsequent process was also easy.

  As in the previous Empress Palace, all he had to do was press down the seal of Lord of Angenas.

  "That’s great."

  Duigi Angenas was proud to have done something great as a Lord.

  It was really worth feeling after a long time.

  Then he suddenly saw something unique in the contract and asked Clerivan.

  "So the contractor is not Clerivan Pellet, but the owner of Pellet?"

  When asked by the Lord of Angenas, Clerivan’s hand stopped for a moment while he was packing the contract.

  "……Yes, that’s right."

  But Duigi Angenas, who was still only looking at the seal of his own, didn’t notice it.

  "It’s like the seal of the Lord. To me, Pellet Corporation is like my family."

  "Oh, well, it’s more reliable."

  "Thank you for your kindness."

  Clerivan deliberately continued his unseemly conversation with the Lord of Angenas.

  "I hope it helps Angenas in times of need."

  "It was helpful. Is that all? Haha!"

  Then, stealthily, he lifted the previous contract in front of the Lord of Angenas and approached the fireplace.

  "If you need me, I can lend you more money, so just let me know."

  "Well, really?"

  "Yes, that’s what business is all about. There is a saying that debt is also an asset. Oh, then I’ll burn this?"

  Standing in front of the fireplace, Clerivan took a bundle of previous contracts near the fire and asked.

  "Huh? Ahh, I’ll do it. But to some extent, the funds……"

  Angenas, who was already tempted to hear that he could lend more money, shook his hand.

  At the same time, the previous contract fell into a red fireplace fire.

  Clerivan slid Duigi Angenas’s words into one ear.

  Instead, he looked down at the paper that was quickly becoming white ash with cold eyes.

  There is only one difference between the contract written in front of the Empress and the new contract made today.

  Instead of Clerivan Pellet’s seal, it was just that it was taken by the owner of Pellet Corporation.

  However, he had to be careful again and again in front of the quick-witted Empress.

  It was difficult to start suspicion that Clerivan himself may not be the owner of the Pellet Corporation.

  How fortunate it is that Duigi Angenas is less than half of the Empress’s counterparts.

  "So what I want to ask you is…… Can I lend money to myself, not my family?"

  Clerivan smiled broadly at the Lord of Angenas, who was flushed with greed for money.