Reborn as Problematic Duke's Daughter

"Are you awake?"As soon as Ji Eun opened her eyes, she found herself sitting in a small room with dim light.She felt confused. Shouldn't I be dead already?  Did I fail? An unhuman voice startled her, "You troublesome human! You are still seventeen years and choose to dive into the river?""Am I alive?"  Ji Eun was shocked.  She look around but found nothing. A thought about school and home began to loom over her.Will I got beaten again? "Of course no. You think everything is over when you die? You idiot!"Then the creature showed its form. A big black cloud with two white dots as eyes.  Ji Eun gasped, "Who are you! Angel of death? Or god of heaven?" "Neither of them. You've committed a grave sin, Han Ji Eun. Killing yourself still counts as a murder. You will be severely punished!"Then suddenly the room turned into a volcanic crater.  The chair she had been sittin

Cecilia wanted to cry. Somehow, the party was already started when she arrived. She felt so embarrassed when everyone gave her scornful glances.The tea party was attended by seven people, including herself.All of them came from among the Count and Viscount families. Only Cecilia who came from the Duke's family, which is higher position than anyone else at the party.Even so, they treated her like she was an invisible creature. They do occasionally asked her but never include her to their conversation. Sometimes they threw a cynical glances to her.The real Cecilia would usually get angry and walk away from this place.But now, she didn't even have the courage to get up from her chair. She took another sip of the tea and cast her gaze towards the flower garden. Letting the six people chuckle while looking at her.Right now, she didn't know who's the real bad guy here.One of the invited guests named Ka

"Are you serious?" Asked Duke Armano Lancia when Cecilia came into his study room. He sat with his legs crossed and hold a glass of champagne. The man looked as same as in her memory. He still handsome, tall and athletic stature at the age of 40 years.   He looked just like Cecilia except for his gray eyes.  Or the lenght of their hair. Their genetic sure isn't a joke. "Welcome back, Father," she said, while bowing for greeting. "Sit down," Cecilia nodded and took the seat opposite of Armano. The Duke's study is surprisingly simple. There are only a work table, several shelves filled with thick books, and four chairs with a round wooden table to greet the guests. No plants, paintings or photographs. The only decoration is the tapestry of the family's emblem which is hanging in the wall behind the desk. "I repeat the question. Are you really serious about the contents of your letter? I immediat

Cecilia feeling so tired after her fake possesed performance. Mary combed her hair and keep complaining about her dissapearance. Cecilia know that her servant is worried about her. When they met at the market, Mary was cried and hugged her so tightly. "You have to promise me that you will never doing that again, Young Miss. Now, your hair is done and let's go to the dining room. I heard Lord was waiting there." Her eyes widen, "Father?" "Yes! You must be happy, right, Miss?" Mary said with a big smile on her eyes. "It's strange," she said and start walked to the dining room. Armano closed his eyes. He looked like thinking about something. But his eyes was opened when one of his servant said, "My Lord, Young Miss is here," "Good evening, Father," Cecilia elegantly bowed to greet him. "I'm sorry to made you wait." "It's okay." he said while raised his right hand as a sign for the servants to serve the foods. Even after on

Jenkin was peeled the onion while her employer called her out from the kitchen. He said that there is a costumer want to meet her in person.Jenkin, who now works as cook at the small restaurant, wondered why. Is it something wrong with the food? She thought to herself. But, it impossible since I always follow the recipe.She rubbed her hand to the kitchen's towel twice. Just to make sure that she is clean enough to met the costumer.Her employer pointed at someone on the corner of the room. The costumer's figure look like a middle aged man. She can't see his face clearly because he wear a black long coat with hood. He stirred the soup without showing any interest."Is there anything wrong with the soup, Sir?" She asked.But the man didn't answer."If you dont have anything to say, I will go back to the kitchen, Sir.""Are you Adeline Jenkin?""Yes. That what's written on my birth certificate,"The mysterious man slowly