Reincarnated As The Only Son (18 years old) Of The Arrogant And Wicked Marquis Family. - Chapter 45: The Day of The Meeting.
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- Chapter 45: The Day of The Meeting.
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The Day of The Meeting.
“I’m sorry, Shea. Today, I’ll be borrowing your master.”
“Oh no, not at all!”
On the scheduled meeting day, Elena, the eldest daughter of the Lecleur family, arrived slightly earlier than the appointed time, dressed in a black dress that accentuated her bright red hair. She engaged in a light conversation with Shea, who was in her maid uniform, at the entrance.
In the meantime, Beret was getting ready.
“Oh… Do you not need any help with Beret? Isn’t it part of your job? Won’t you get scolded?”
“No! I received the order to ‘enjoy my time with Lady Elena.'”
Shea narrowed her round blue eyes into a beaming smile.
“Well… Beret always gives peculiar orders, doesn’t he? Honestly, it must be difficult for you to handle. You’re instructed not to do your regular tasks and instead spend time with me.”
You can confidently contradict your master like this because there are solid reasons behind it.
“But… even this order was given with my well-being in mind. I can have enjoyable conversations with Lady Elena and take a break together…”
“Just another order that considers me as well. So that I won’t get bored during the waiting time.”
“Ah! I’m glad you said that.”
Both of them recognized that they could enjoy conversations with each other through this exchange.
“By the way, Shea. If you have any questions for me, now is the time to ask. I can see that question written on your face.”
“I, I’m sorry. Then, with your permission… Can I ask you a question about today’s meeting?”
“Sure. If it’s something I can answer.”
“Thank you…”
Encouraged by Elena’s prompt, Shea bowed her head and timidly posed her question.
“Um, will Lady Elena also be attending the meeting…?”
“Hmm. I’ll tell you straight. I don’t have the qualifications to participate. My presence would only disturb the meeting due to the difference in knowledge.”
“Eh, even Lady Elena?”
“Even Alan, who is preparing to succeed the family business, is not attending.”
“So, does that mean Beret-sama will be talking with Lady Elena’s father alone?”
“That’s the plan.”
“I see…”
Shea’s tone dropped, and she furrowed her eyebrows.
Just by seeing her expression, one could easily surmise her current state of mind.
“Are you worried because Beret’s supporters won’t be there?”
“Um… yes. Lady Elena’s father is an extraordinary person that everyone knows about.”
“Indeed, the discussion will be in our father’s domain, and the difference in knowledge and experience may come into play. But I think he’ll be fine, surprisingly.”
“Even if there’s a difference…?”
“Because… I’m surprisingly accepting, to the point where it doesn’t bother me and I might even get jealous. He knows that.”
“…”
Elena wore an exasperated expression, as if seeing through Beret, yet she couldn’t bring herself to compliment him sincerely.
It was difficult to accept her nonchalant attitude, as if she had no worries at all.
“It’s understandable if you don’t fully grasp it. Beret tends to avoid difficult conversations because he’s audacious. It’s probably because he wants to avoid trouble or doesn’t want to draw attention.”
“Heh…”
Shea covered her mouth and let out a small chuckle, as if she had a clue about something.
And at that moment.
“Sorry for the delay. So, what’s got you two all excited? What were you talking about?”
Beret, now ready, called out to the two.
“Do you really want to know? It might be wiser not to ask,” Elena teased, squinting her purple eyes mischievously.
“Oh, come on. Now you’ve piqued my curiosity,” Beret replied.
“Alright then, I’ll tell you,” Elena said with a smirk. She slowly walked behind Shea and placed her hand on her shoulder.
“Huh?! Um, that… that…!!”
A complete set-up.
Shea vigorously shook both her hands, desperately trying to explain herself.
“Alright, I get it. Elena was saying bad things about me behind my back, right?”
“I didn’t complain or anything. Right, Shea?”
“Yes!”
This time, Shea immediately nodded, her panic subsiding a bit, and she responded with wide eyes. Her reaction made Beret believe that Elena’s words were indeed true.
“Wait, what was it then?”
“I won’t tell you anymore. You treat Shea like a lie detector for your master,” Elena replied.
“That’s a bit harsh… It’s not like I meant any harm…”
“Fufu, well, why don’t you talk to her after the meeting? If she pretends to be angry, you can make it up to her with something nice,” Elena said, playfully provoking Shea while patting her on the head.
Shea’s eyes sparkled with anticipation as she looked at Elena.
(Now she’s trying to get her head patted…)
Because it was something cute and not particularly troublesome, Beret dismissed it with a “whatever.”
“Alright, Beret. I think it’s about time we head out. The time is getting close,” Elena reminded him.
“Yeah, you’re right.”
Being late was not an option. Her reminder was appreciated.
“Okay then, Shea, I’ll leave the rest to you. If you have some spare time, feel free to use it for yourself,” Beret said.
“Yes! Um… Please do your best, Beret-sama!”
“Of course.”
With Shea seeing them off, Beret, accompanied by Elena, headed towards the carriage, only to be stunned by what he saw.
In his sight was a luxurious carriage with a white finish and a spacious cabin with windows.
It was evident that it was a lavishly made carriage, one that had money spent on it.
“Oh, um… I really didn’t need such a splendid carriage prepared for me…”
“Hehehe, I wanted to see that expression, so I deliberately made you choose it. Father was also enthusiastic about it. He said, ‘Let me know your reaction later.'”
“What, what’s that all about…”
Although said with a hint of joking, Beret was the one being invited.
For the Lecleur family, it was probably just a matter of behaving in a way that wouldn’t tarnish their family name. Understanding this in his mind, Beret greeted the gentleman, the exclusive coachman of the Lecleur family, who had a white beard.
“Excuse me, thank you for having me today.”
The gentleman responded with a gentle smile and bowed his head.
“Now, please, get on. Father is already preparing to welcome you.”
“Alright.”
With those words, Beret got into the carriage first and soon reached out his hand to Elena.
“Here you go.”
“Oh, my… You’re being quite gentlemanly.”
“Because the black dress suits you well, I’m making an exception.”
“…It shouldn’t be an exception, you should be like this all the time… Really.”
Saying such things with a pout, Elena looked down slightly and reluctantly took his hand.