Youngest Lady in Contract - Chapter 6

Dylan’s voice was cold.

‘Why does he only show up when I’m on the balcony?’

“If you fall down out here, you might die. Don’t you know how small and weak you are?”

Dylan grabbed Emilie’s arm and came into the room.

Emilie’s arms, held under his palm, were so thin that Dylan’s forehead was crumpled.

(Dy) Too weak. If something goes wrong, she might break.

The father of such a child…

“Why are you doing this when you hate me?”

Dylan turned his head to Emilie’s defiant voice.

“What do you mean?”

“Why do you keep telling me not to go out to the balcony when you tell me to piss off?”

“It’s dangerous.”

“If I just fall out of the balcony, won’t I disappear from your sight?”

Dylan was bewildered by Emilie’s bold and straightforward remarks.

“That’s not what I meant!”

Dylan raised his voice frustratedly. When Emilie flinched, Dylan had a ‘Darn it!’ look on his face.

“I’m sorry for yelling at you.”

“It’s okay. I’ve always been told to piss off, so I don’t mind this much.”

“……Are you sure you’re okay?”

“No.” Emilie said in a dead voice.

“I told you to get out of here…..phew.”

Dylan didn’t know what to do, so disheveled his hair out of control. His blue hair flowed down like the sea.

A moment later, he said with determined eyes:

“Victoire and Damon are trying to take advantage of you.”

Unlike Dylan, who speaks with great determination, Emilie was not shaken at all.

I knew. That they kept me for whatever reason as I have a purpose. Unless I was an idiot, I wouldn’t notice that.

‘If you’re trying to kick me out with these words, you’re mistaken.’

But with the next words that followed, even Emilie could not help but swallow her surprised breath.

“Victoire is not Count Daughtry.”

“What?”

“We’re bloodlines of the Duke of Leschine.”

Dylan’s loud voice became like a stone and hit Emilie’s head with a ‘wham!’

‘Are you trying to get rid of me with that nonsense?’

Emilie’s eyes shook like waves.

The Duke of Leschine was already exiled decades ago for treason.

‘It was our Duke of Cabezo who revealed the fact that the Duke of Leschine had attempted treason.’

Unlike the aristocratic and arrogant Duke of Cabezo, the Duke of Leschine was highly respected. He was the first to open a food warehouse to people during the famine and not leave anybody in times of national crisis.

“[Trikol] is still in the Cabezo duchy. I need a way to keep you safe until I steal [Trikol].”

If you get your hands on [Trikol], then you will be pointed out as the receiving end of the Leschine family by the Duke of Cabezo.

And those who are pointed out are sacrificed.

This would be their plan.