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Chapter 56
That wasn’t wrong, so Gilbert quickly agreed. Knowing the Wistons’ personalities, he could roughly guess what kind of threats they must have used.
But still, the fact that Wistons had been living at Amelia’s house was shocking no matter what.
“By the way, what did you mean by you ‘found it’?”
“Hm? Ah, there was something I’d been searching for like my soul depended on it.”
He wanted to share this joy with Amelia, but if Wistons hadn’t said anything until now, there must be a reason.
He probably wanted to tell her himself. And having someone else deliver that kind of news would feel strange, so Gilbert chose to keep his mouth shut.
‘She’ll know soon enough anyway.’
Looking warmly at the child, Gilbert grinned. Felix, who stood beside him, didn’t bother to comment and quietly stayed in place.
“……”
While Gilbert was busy smirking, Felix pretended to look at documents, discreetly glancing at the woman sitting across from him.
The outfit she wore was the one he’d bought her a few days ago.
‘…Not bad.’
He hadn’t told Amelia, but the clothes she was wearing right now were actually the most expensive ones in the salon at that time.
‘Just because it’s covered in jewels doesn’t automatically make it expensive.’
But he didn’t say that, because Amelia seemed uncomfortable with gift-giving. She liked money just fine, but for some reason she found gifts very burdensome, purposely avoiding anything too fancy.
So when Amelia went to try on other clothes, he secretly told the staff to recommend this particular dress.
A simple-looking dress—but the most expensive one.
As expected—
Amelia picked it up with a look that said, “This is it.” She had no idea it was embedded with the highest-grade pearl powder and tiny diamond particles.
But since she hadn’t even bothered to try it on before deciding, Felix worried she might regret it later.
That concern was unnecessary. She seemed extremely pleased with it.
Honestly, compared to those painfully flashy outfits of the socialites, this one suited his eyes far better…
“…Oh hell.”
Felix frowned deeply. Concerned, Gilbert tilted his head.
“What’s wrong?”
“None of your business.”
“Hing…”
Ignoring Gilbert’s whining, Felix reached over and roughly messed up his hair. He could feel Amelia’s puzzled gaze, but he pretended not to notice.
Hiding his reddened ears behind his long hair, Felix bit his lip.
But he soon realized what this suffocating feeling was.
‘Because she looks good in it.’
Was this what satisfaction felt like? Well, he did give her a gift, and she clearly liked it.
Even Felix Kazlyden, with zero social skills, was still human. Watching someone enjoy a gift you gave them—of course that felt good. That’s basic human psychology, right?
‘Not bad.’
A pretty reasonable justification… no, that was the truth. Felix straightened his mind, which had nearly strayed.
‘There’s still so much to do.’
He couldn’t waste time on some random emotion.
So…
‘I should give the salon a hefty reward later. Either pay in advance, or just buy out the entire shop.’
They had protected the Kazlyden family head well—surely they deserved grand compensation, lavishly.
And to avoid her running away again, maybe he should personally accompany her next time, if only to ‘supervise.’
“……”
Straightening his posture, Felix cleared his throat.
“By the way.”
“Yes, Lady?”
“Did you send me a cake?”
“…Cake?”
—Cough!!
Felix choked, covering his mouth with his sleeve. Amelia looked at him in surprise.
Flustered, Felix quickly turned his crimson face away. Gilbert, who had been watching the whole scene, quietly covered his mouth as well.
Barely suppressing his smirk, Gilbert shook his head.
“Nope, I didn’t send anything. Maybe someone else did?”
“Someone else?”
“Yeah. Maybe someone who knows very well that you absolutely love cakes and pastries?”
“??”
Amelia rolled her eyes, trying to guess.
Noticing Gilbert’s playful tone, the young duke glared sharply.
But Gilbert had no intention of missing such a golden opportunity. He could barely hold back the laughter bubbling up.
Though he probably should have held back a bit more—
“ARGH?!”
Just as he tried to tease again, Gilbert grabbed his foot in pain, eyes watering.
“Tsk.”
Felix clicked his tongue as he stepped hard on Gilbert’s foot with his heel.
Served him right for not knowing when to stop.
‘Still… good thing.’
He’d been suffering for the past few days.
Now that things seemed resolved, his own heart finally felt lighter.
“Well then, I’ll get going!”
Even though she didn’t find out who sent the cake, maybe because everyone around her seemed in good spirits—
her steps on the way home felt noticeably lighter.
“Hey.”
But just as she exited the guild—
Felix suddenly grabbed her. Then whispered something.
Listening carefully, Amelia blinked in confusion.
‘Leave the house for a bit tomorrow morning?’
What was that supposed to mean?
* * *
The moon hung low.
After finishing the remaining work, it was already 5 a.m. Dawn was near.
Proud Angelo 666-666
“This is the lady’s address—and the place where Lord Wistons Kazlyden is staying.”
Receiving the slip of paper, Felix smirked.
Gilbert rubbed his still-throbbing foot and cleared his throat loudly.
“Still unbelievable. What are the chances that they just happened to meet like that?”
“We’ll find out when we interrogate the person in question.”
“Please go easy. I don’t want to get caught in a family feud.”
“Prepare the carriage.”
“You’re really not listening at all, are you…”
But he was used to being ignored after all these years, so it barely fazed him.
“Understood. I’ll prepare it immediately. Just tell me when you plan to barge in— I mean, escort them back.”
“Now.”
These things had to be dealt with quickly.
Hesitating and missing the timing would be troublesome. Since he’d secured the target’s location, all that was left was to move swiftly.
“We leave in an hour and storm the place by morning.”
“Understood.”
“Tell Dion that the family head will return tomorrow morning, and to hand over all matters I’ve been covering to the old man.”
