The Male Lead’s Fake Sister - Chapter 35

He couldn’t exactly point out the start and the end of his disappointment.

It was disappointing that Ravia only fed him a sleeping pill. Ravia did not hate him enough to kill him.

And at the same time, ironically, he discovered that Ravia’s desire wasn’t driven by her unselfish nature at all.

If Ravia was a crystal, Tidwell wanted to break it.

His inhuman urge toward her was simply because he hated the feeling of unfamiliarity.

He wanted to be the one who acted as a light that guided her. In order to do that, he had no choice but to crush Ravia until her light diminished.

If you throw a pulverized crystal into a trash bin, that crystal will lose the light it once had.

However, after grazing that crystal with a knife, why did he find it somewhat regrettable to ruin that crystal now?

He actually wanted Ravia to stay by his side when he pretended to be asleep.

He realized it wasn’t only Ravia who was tamed over the past few days.

After all, Tidwell was the one attracted to Ravia and immersed in this brother-sister game. That fact kept poking him like a stone in a shoe.

“In the end, my sister is a human being, too.”

Regardless of how much he adored her.

Clearly, she had an egoistic side just like any other human being, and he was mad at himself for failing to notice that.

He was also disappointed that the best Ravia could do was put him to sleep and search his room.

Ravia tried to strike him right away just because she thought she had overcome the game a bit.

Tidwell raised one of his eyebrows apathetically.

‘Will my sister find something in my room?’

She would be disappointed when she found nothing but a bed and clothes in his room.

And she would surely regret not poisoning him.

*** 

Clack.

Ravia closed the wardrobe. She turned around and thought to herself.

‘As expected, there’s nothing here.’

Ten minutes had passed since she entered Tidwell’s room, but the search was already over.

Because there was no place left to investigate even before the faint scent of magnolia lingering in the room dissipated.

Inside the drawer, under pillows, between blankets, and in the closet. Accessories such as watches and ties, as well as the back of the full-body mirror in the dressing room, she checked every nook and cranny already.

Naturally, it was fruitless.

Far from finding important items such as notes and seals, she couldn’t even find a single piece of paper.

She did something reckless in giving Tidwell the sleeping pill, but to think she couldn’t find a single piece of information or item…

Ravia stood near the desk with mixed emotions.

‘No matter how secretive he is, I thought I could find some useful information at the very least.’

Impossible.

Ever since he stepped into the family, Tidwell had not been able to return to his headquarters because he was busy taking successor classes as the future little Duke.

It was based on Ravia’s observation and Crow’s information.

The Dark Flower is inside the mansion.

After passing that note, Crow said this at their next meeting.

-Only a few people within the organization know that the Dark Flower (Tidwell) has become a noble. I’m sure you know that the relationship between the Blue and the nobles is really not that good.

-Isn’t that an old story?

Blue is slang for commoners.

It was a nickname derived from Bluewell avenue, the so-called ‘Nouveau Riche Avenue’, where the commoners with considerable wealth gathered.

Similar factions do not necessarily mean that they would unite, but Bluewell Avenue offered a favorable condition for the nouveau riche among the commoners to form an alliance.

Bluewell Avenue is the most well-resourced area in the commoner’s region. It was where the industrial complexes, shopping malls, and factories were mainly concentrated.

Businessmen, social climbers, and the so-called bourgeoisie began to flock to Bluewell Avenue. That’s why Bluewell Avenue was called ‘Nouveau Riche Avenue’, and conversely, all the nouveau riche who were commoner born were called ‘Blue’ after the avenue.

Of course, it didn’t really have a good meaning.

The name Blue also referred to the rough blue fabric frequently worn by the lower class commoners.

In the end, the name ‘Blue’ was used as a derogatory term. No matter how much money they made, they will forever be ‘Blue’ just like the rugged clothes they wore on a daily basis.

In other words, it also meant that the nobles did not welcome the Blue and treated them just like any other commoners.

-As you know, all of these people in the underworld are mostly low-class commoners. Although they can tolerate the Blue, they won’t stand the nobles for sure. So he must hide the fact that he became a successor to a noble family.

-I see, but what about Orpheus? The Orpheus also had a noble status for now. So why isn’t there any opposition against them?

The question was quickly solved.

-The Orpheus is like the royal family of the slum. They have been ruling the slum area for a long time, so a recently flourishing business like the Dark Flower will be no match for them, no?

So to sum it up, Tidwell was lying low until he completely took over Leontine, hiding that he was related to the nobility to avoid backlash within the organization.

‘At first, it seems like he handles important matters and contacts his subordinates outside.’

But he couldn’t have dealt with everything that way.

Looking at Tidwell’s cautious personality, it didn’t seem like he would have asked his subordinates to be the acting leader of his organization. It was clear that Tidwell would keep important items close. For example, seals.

‘I can’t believe I found nothing like that here.’

Feeling nervous, Ravia touched her forehead as she tried to calm herself.

‘I shouldn’t have been anxious. The more anxious I am, the more cornered I will be.’

Ravia kept on reassuring herself.

What I’m looking for is definitely here. Maybe I’m just missing something. There’s no need to be impatient. So, what exactly have I missed?

‘Let’s change the point of view. If I were Tidwell…If I was someone who can’t trust anyone..where would I hide it?’

Where is a good location to hide it so it’ll be invisible to the maids?

For a more accurate immersion, Ravia dragged a chair. Tidwell was taller than Ravia, so having a different line of view would inevitably lead to a different perspective.

Even when she thought that it was just a stupid thing to do, Ravia climbed onto the chair. Soon, Ravia found something that didn’t cross her mind at all.

“Why is this…”

Ravia, who creased her forehead, looked carefully at the object. The location was inside the desk drawer, to be exact, the gap where the drawer was inserted.

She couldn’t see it before, but when she looked at the drawer from above, there was a space between the drawer and its frame.

Ravia quickly realized that it wasn’t just her feelings, so she hurried down from the chair and pulled out the drawer.

When she pulled out the drawer, she could see a small shadow in the empty space. But Ravia couldn’t be happy yet because the silhouette was quite familiar.

“Why is this here…”

A simple earring with a green crystal cut into a square shape.

The moment she recognized it, a cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

The masked man she met in Velocio theatre.

It was the earring that Herod’s subordinate wore.