When I Stopped Being Your Shadow - Chapter 106

<‘If you don’t do this right, I’m sure it’ll be a great harm to the Marquis’ reputation. I promise you.’>

 

Eventually, Marquis Usher was annoyed but headed to the address left by Charlotte.

 

What was surprising at the same time was.

 

“You rent a villa for a day or two at most, but why did you bother to use an alias?”’

 

Thus, a terrible scene unfolded in the villa he arrived.

 

<‘Ah, Lady Jason. This is…!’>

 

On the table of all kinds of luxurious refreshments, red wine was flowing down like blood.

 

The dripping wine slowly colored the carpet on the floor.

 

But the most amazing sight was Ryan on the floor.

 

What he ate was bubbling around his mouth.

 

<‘Ryan Gott. Is he okay? What is this!!’>

 

Marquis Usher tried to save Ryan in a hurry but it was too late.

 

Ryan’s breath had already stopped.

 

Marquis Usher looked up in confusion at Charlotte.

 

<“No way! Was it Lady Jason who hurt the young master Gott?”>

 

But the consternation of Marquis Usher was none of her business, Charlotte just blinked innocently.

 

<“Yes, I did.”>

 

<“What?”>

 

Marquis Usher felt as if he had been hit on the head.

 

At the same time Charlotte asked back in an innocent voice.

 

<“It’s better for Ryan to die, isn’t it?”>

 

<“What kind of nonsense is that!”>

 

“Did you know that Ryan pinpointed Marquis Usher behind the forgery of the gift certificate?”

 

When asked, Marquis Usher stiffened.

 

Charlotte smiled like a child, looking at the Marquis as if she were having fun.

 

<“Ryan is a feather-like light-mouthed person but would I be the only one in danger if Ryan made a fuss? The Marquis will be too.”>

 

<‘Well, still……!’>

 

<“That’s why I made sure Ryan wouldn’t open his mouth ever again. The Marquis doesn’t even know how I feel, really.”>

 

Charlotte grumbled, pouting her pretty lips.

 

Charlotte’s eyes glistened.

 

<“It would be best to get rid of Ryan’s body in the first place, but then I don’t know how far the Viscountess Gott, who is obsessed with his son, will go.”>

 

<“Wait a minute, Lady Jason. It’s…”>

 

<“To make the Viscountess Gott don’t doubt it, we should make it appropriate that he died in an accident.”>

 

Then she sighed and continued.

 

<“So there’s something the Marquis has to do. Most bodies are examined by a forensic doctor, right?”>

 

<“Well, yes, but.”>

 

<“So, the Marquis will bribe the coroner, we have to get the death certificate.”>

 

Marquis Usher opened his eyes wide in shock.

 

To Marquis Usher, Charlotte continued in a languid voice.

 

<“Well, you’re the one who manipulated Ines’s signature. I don’t think this is difficult.… But if I tell you just in case you’re worried.”>

 

<“Lady Jason, what the hell…….”>

 

<“I didn’t use drugs when I killed Ryan. So let them examine the body. Even if it’s that suspicious, it won’t come out.”>

 

Charlotte smiled brightly at Marquis Usher.

 

It was a crazy smile.

 

<“I mean, just a little bit, we just need to get the death certificate in a way that’s in our favor.”>

 

Then she asked questions again slowly.

 

<“Well, you’re gonna help me, right?”>

 

Marquis Usher finally failed to reject Charlotte’s proposal.

 

‘Damn it, it was wrong to hold hands with that girl.’

 

Staring at Charlotte’s smiling face, Marquis Usher gritted his teeth.

 

But the water was already spilled.

 

It could no longer be picked up.

 

“Anyway, don’t do anything that stands out from now on, do you understand?”

 

Marquis Usher, who spoke fiercely, walked out.

 

Charlotte greeted jokingly, looking at the retreating back.

 

“Go home safely!”

 

Bang!

 

The door slammed shut.

 

At the same time, Charlotte’s eyes sank coldly.

 

“I’ll never get caught, ever.”

 

Charlotte muttered as if she were brainwashing herself.

 

The diamond bracelet was still glistening in her hand.

 

* * *

 

Late at night.

 

Viscount Gott held Ryan’s funeral today, and now the house was engulfed in a dead silence.

 

This was because fatigue accumulated during the funeral, everyone fell asleep at the start of the evening.

 

But one of them couldn’t sleep and stared at the ceiling.

 

It was the Viscount Gott’s mother.

 

‘What was Charlotte doing?’

 

She reflected on what had happened today.

 

Charlotte burst into the funeral hall suddenly and burst into tears, saying she loved Ryan with all her heart.

 

According to Charlotte, the funeral was a farewell to the loved one forever.

 

But to watch the scene of a loved one’s coffin being buried in a pit….

 

‘….how could she smile so eerily?’

 

“That smile…”

 

In the mind of the Viscount Gott’s mother, Charlotte’s disheartened smile once again came to mind.

 

‘I’m sure she was pleased with Ryan’s death.’

 

She felt goosebumps all over.

 

[T/N: That’s how we feel whenever you attack Ines]

 

Until now, the wrath of the Viscountess had been solely on Ines.

 

When she divorced Ryan, she hated Ines, who put the Gott family in danger.

 

On the other hand, Ryan secretly ignored Charlotte.

 

‘Isn’t that the girl who was Ryan’s mistress at most?’

 

What could such a humble girl do?

 

That’s what she thought at first, but…….

 

‘What if Charlotte had something to do with Ryan’s death?’

 

Doubts flashed through her mind and the Viscountess froze.

 

“Well, that doesn’t make any sense…….”

 

It was absolutely ridiculous.

 

The Viscountess managed to shake off the conspiracy theory and shake her head wildly.

 

But then the more she did, the more persistent the doubt was in her head.

 

‘But even if Ryan’s death is really murder, it’s hard to investigate.’

 

After losing Brierton’s support, Gott found it difficult to build up old businesses.

 

With several properties owned by the family sold, there was no fund to secretly investigate Ryan’s death.

 

‘I’m upset… but I can’t help it.’

 

The Viscountess rose from her seat.

 

She staggered up to the desk and took out a piece of paper.

 

On the back of the hand holding the pen, the joints of the bones were strained.

 

The old lady who had been agonizing for a long time, scribbled the name on the letter.

 

<Dear Countess of Brierton.

 

I couldn’t help it even if it was shameful to ask my daughter-in-law for help.

 

Ryan… I want to find out how my precious son died.>

 

The Viscountess bit her lips to the point of bleeding and began to move the pen again.

 

* * *

 

It was closer to early dawn than morning.

 

Ines was looking at the data on the apprenticeship of Marquis Usher.

 

‘…… among recent apprentices, there is a child who doesn’t go outside.’

 

The apprentice’s name was Felix.

 

He was a commoner and had no family name.

 

He was twelve years old.

 

It was recorded that he had lost his parents and had no place to rely on, so the Marquis took him in as a guardian and trained him as his student.

 

Except for not going outside at all, he was actually nothing special.

 

But the reason why that part felt strange was….

 

Marquis Usher had a very wary personality and he said that he hated the presence of others other than his disciples at his studio.

 

So it was Felix who was in charge of the studio’s miscellaneous affairs.

 

He could buy things for the studio, run errands or let other apprentices take on the troublesome tasks.

 

He was allowed to go outside sometimes before, but suddenly, his access to the outside was cut off like this?

 

Ines’ dark green eyes thinned with doubt.

 

‘I need to find out where this Felix is.’

 

Ines tapped the armrest of the chair with her fingernails and was lost in thought.

 

‘How long has it been?’

 

knock, knock.

 

A sudden knock woke Ines from her train of thoughts.

 

“Come in.”

 

Mary stepped into the room.

 

Ines looked at Mary with her eyes wide open.

 

“Mary, what are you doing so early in the morning?”

 

Mary narrowed her brows and asked Ines again.

 

“Did the Lord not sleep until this hour?”

 

“Oh, well…”

 

Now she was going to hear a lot of nagging.

 

Ines took it heartily.

 

However,

 

“Ha.”

 

Mary sighed deeply, and approached Ines lightly.

 

Then she politely handed out a letter.