The Villain is Being Suspiciously Kind - Chapter 43

Adilak unfolded the letter and began to read.
“I’d be honored to meet Citrina, who has inherited the noble will of The Dwarf. Even though I haven’t met her yet, I wish to… I’d love it if she attended.”
Lady Estelle.
A woman who appears in , very much interested in jewelry and dresses, crazy about parties.
The reason she is important is that she is the link between her own nobles and the high-ranking nobles. And Findman took full advantage of this point in the original. He had struggled to find out about the connection between Estelle and the high-ranking nobility.
But Citrina doesn’t have to… because she knows the future.
It’s good that she doesn’t have to work as hard as Findman.
Citrina laughed over a sip of warm lemon ginger tea placed on the tabletop. Its warmth began to circulate in her body.
“Lady Estelle’s party is tomorrow, right?”
“Yes! Citrina, do you have a dress in mind?
“I have it ready.”
As she moved into the town house, she immediately had her ready-to-wear clothes ready. It was a rather plain dress to accentuate her jewellery.
‘I’m planning to give Gemma a few clues. I looking forward to the party the day after tomorrow.’
Citrina took it easy, and she slowly started to examine her plans to grow into a jeweler in this world.
Perhaps the day after tomorrow, a lot will be decided at Lady Estelle’s party.
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Citrina stepped into Cheyenne Hall, where Lady Estelle’s own little party was held. She wore the ruby earrings, paired with a blue colored necklace given by Adilak.
It was a delicate touch added to it by Adilak….
Her gemstone was also carefully selected by the Dwarf, and after Gemma touched it, it turned even more twinkly and shiny.
Dressed in her outfit, Citrina slowly got out of the carriage.
She comforted Gemma, who kept getting upset in the carriage.
-Why did you borrow Dwarf Oslo’s name? You could have borrowed my name!
-Because you are a hidden card.
– Is that so? I’m a Trump card? I’m the Great Trump card!
Leaving Gemma’s eagerly talking voice behind, Cirina walked out quietly.
“Lady Citrina Forouin, right?”
“Yes.”
Forouin, the name of the noble family she has used for four years. After she returned to the empire, Citrina did not try to find her family. And her family also didn’t look for Citrina.
Perhaps the more famous she becomes, the more gossip will be made about her family relationship.
But that won’t be right now.
Citrina looked straight at the front of the door. The knight bowed his head and gave her permission to enter. There was some tension. But she was confident. She knew that Lady Estelle would never let her go.
The Cheyenne Hall was transformed into a ballroom. Under the high dome-shaped ceiling, transparent crystal chandeliers adorned the hall.
It was like a ballroom, where the orchestra played beautiful music, but no one danced. Many ladies were standing in groups of twos and threes.
Citrina had to meet the party’s host, Raydie Estelle, so she took a look around. She had to greet Lady Estelle first, and use the opportunity so that she could show her the jewellery.
“Lady Citrina Farouin!”
Citrina never expected Lady Estelle to call her first.
“I was waiting for you.”
Her twinkling eyes, blushing cheeks, restless expression on her face… was she really that eager to meet her?
Citrina seldom panicked.
Lady Estelle had no reason to wait for her.
‘Did Lady Estelle like the Dwarves so much?’
“Lady Estelle, thank you for inviting us to the party.”
“It‘s a pleasure. Go ahead and eat. I’m hosting this party, so I have to see the other ladies as well. We can’t be together for now. But…” she whispered secretly so that only Cirina could hear.
“When the formal conversation is over, I will see you for a while. I have a lot of questions.”
“I’m honoured. Is it about Mr. Dwarf?”
“No!” Estelle quickly denied with a flushed face.
Estelle blinked her eyes. Of course Citrina had to accept.
It could make her job easier if she had good relationships and opened up a market for the lower nobility. But everything was going well.
“Then, please talk to other people. Let’s meet on the balcony at the left door of the Cheyenne Hall in about 30 minutes. It’s summer, stay cool.”
Citrina was a little bewildered by the hospitality.
Why would Estelle treat her with so much care and love?
Anyway, it was good news for Citrina. She walked to the round table, staring at Estelle’s back as she walked away.
Various foods and champagne were placed on the table.
Citrina wasn’t the type to drink to relax, but she thought it would be okay if the wine was low in alcohol. She lifted an empty glass onto the table.
“Lady, it’s red wine from Fontord.”
“Alright.”
Citrina nodded and the waiter immediately poured the red wine into the glass. She moistened her lips as she watched the red wine rising up in the glass.
As she was about to take a sip from the glass, someone spoke to her in an unfriendly, prickly voice.
“Is that Citrina?”