She suddenly stopped dodging, catching Quintina off guard. Hearing her words, all centered around herself and Reginald, Quintina’s suspicion flared. “You’d better give me a clear explanation! If I find out you’re stalling or scheming, I’ll have you dragged away and thrown into a brothel. Don’t think I won’t dare! Don’t even dream of fooling me!”Given Quintina’s status, it was entirely possible she could carry out such a threat.Selena had a sudden flash of inspiration. Knowing Quintina’s possessiveness over Reginald and her ruthless nature, she decided to redirect Quintina’s jealousy and anger toward Miranda. Quickly, she said, “Miss Quintina, you’ve misunderstood me. This cloak wasn’t entirely my work—Miranda embroidered part of it. No one would openly stitch their name onto a garment, leaving such an obvious handle for others. I believe Miranda must have added my name while working on her section, intending to frame me.”“Miranda?” Quintina’s suspicion deepened. “She’s skilled at e
"Selena, listen to me. I'm letting you off lightly today, but if I catch you getting involved with Reginald again, don't expect me to show any mercy!" Quintina shot Selena a furious glare, then gave her a hard kick before lifting her skirt and storming out. The room fell silent, leaving Selena alone. After a long moment, she let out a cold laugh. "Miranda, that little wretch—what does she have over me besides being the eldest daughter?" As she turned to leave, her expression suddenly changed. She quickly turned her back. Outside, a servant’s voice called, “Prince Zachary.” Why would Prince Zachary be here at this hour? Selena’s heart skipped a beat. In her current disheveled state, it would be disastrous if he saw her. The thought made her grit her teeth in hatred for Quintina. If it weren’t for Quintina, she wouldn’t have been humiliated like this. Zachary passed by the doorway and glanced into the room. The mess inside gave him a clear idea of what had happened. He smiled f
Inside the private lounge reserved by the Croyso family, the lively atmosphere brimmed with laughter as the group enjoyed betting on the horse races. Suddenly, a maid entered and whispered that His Highness Zachary and Lord Reginald had come to pay a visit.“Earl Croyso, what a coincidence,” Zachary said with a slight bow after the pleasantries. “Miss Selena was injured by accident while meeting with my cousin. I’ve already sent them to the infirmary for treatment and will ensure they’re safely escorted home afterward.” Skipping over the details, he continued, “It’s really Quintina’s mischief that caused all this, so I’ve come to offer my apologies on her behalf.”The Earl of Croyso assumed it was a minor accident during some outing and, though concerned, did not dwell on it. “Your Highness is too courteous,” he replied. Casting a glance at Reginald standing behind Zachary, he couldn’t help but wonder: why was the Duke here as well?Reginald seemed to catch his drift and smiled lazily
At this moment, the voice of a maid announcing from outside the door broke the silence: "My lord, my lady, Lady Landon and her daughters have arrived to pay their respects."Inside the private chamber, the queen's attendant, the unexpected visit of Prince Zachary and Lord Reginald, and the peculiar atmosphere in the room had already aroused suspicion in both Lord Croyso and Lady Langley. Now, hearing that Lady Landon had come with her daughters, they exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock and confusion mirrored in the other's eyes. Lord Croyso said, "Please, invite Lady Landon and her daughters in."A woman of about forty entered, dressed in a muted blue gown. Her round, fair face was adorned with a warm smile, exuding an air of friendliness. However, the occasional glint in her eyes and her probing gaze hinted that she was not someone to be underestimated.Behind her followed two young ladies, one in red and the other in green, close in age and both remarkably beautiful."Lord Cro
Lady Landon's face flushed red at the remark, but she couldn't retort—it would only confirm that she was the despicable person Lady Fitzroy was insinuating. She had assumed that since Miranda's birth mother had passed away and her stepmother didn’t favor her, no one would care about what she said. But unexpectedly…Seeing that even Prince Zachary didn’t speak up to defend Lady Landon, and Lord Reginald was smiling leisurely as if enjoying the spectacle, Fiona and Lila felt thoroughly humiliated. They silently blamed Lady Landon for stirring up trouble with her sharp tongue.The atmosphere in the room suddenly became awkward."Miss Miranda truly is delightful; no wonder even Lady Fitzroy is so protective of her," Lady Landon hurriedly tried to remedy the situation, realizing she had offended the crowd. She quickly added, "I must admit, I was remiss. I didn’t realize there were other gentlemen present here. How inappropriate of me."Her implication, however, was clear: the Croysos lacke
Inside the room, Lila cast a dissatisfied glance at Lady Landon, whose expression was awkward and at a loss. She had never expected that a single remark from her would drive both Prince Zachary and Lord Reginald away, leaving all her plans in ruins. While she was still in a daze, her maid suddenly approached and whispered a few words in her ear. Lady Landon’s face immediately lit up with joy.Lady Langley observed her and sneered, "Lady Landon must have pressing matters as well? "After being spoken to like this by Lady Langley several times, Lady Landon’s face flickered with a mix of shame and anger. However, prioritizing the bigger picture, she turned and nodded, asking, "This lady looks unfamiliar. May I ask how I should address you?"Lady Langley cast her a cool glance. "My surname is Langley."Lady Landon became even more perplexed. She had assumed this was a wife from a minor branch of the Croyso family, but the surname wasn’t even Croyso. As for Langley, she had never heard of
“Apologies, my lord Reginald, for offending your eyes with this blue dress!” Miranda shot him a glare. She had to admit that Lord Reginald was indeed strikingly handsome, almost too much so, but couldn’t he tone down the sharp remarks just a little? A woman’s love for beauty was only natural. She lowered her head gloomily, glancing at her blue dress. She rarely wore this color, but still—“Is it really... that bad?”Reginald froze for a moment before bursting into laughter. He quickly suppressed the sound to avoid being overheard, but he laughed so hard he doubled over.For some reason, the lingering gloom clouding his mind seemed to dissipate entirely at her words. His mood lightened instantly, and his smile, for once, carried genuine warmth and mirth rather than his usual faint smirk.Clearly, he had gotten the better of her again. Miranda shot him another furious look and turned away.After a long pause, a soft cough came from behind her, followed by Reginald’s uncharacteristically
Reginald's sudden interruption caused them to miss part of Lila’s words. All Miranda caught was Lady Landon letting out a long sigh and saying, “If it were anyone else, it wouldn’t matter. But you, my precious daughter, are the apple of my eye. Naturally, I’ll do everything in my power to secure a royal decree for you. However, Lord Reginald is not an option! A man of his caliber is coveted by countless noblewomen. Even the queen’s niece, Quintina, has adored him for years, yet Lord Reginald hasn’t relented. The queen, who dotes on Quintina as if she were her own daughter, doesn’t dare issue a marriage decree. So how could I? Besides, your father supports Prince Zachary. Our family is already tied to his cause. Zachary and Reginald don’t get along—how could you possibly marry Reginald without inviting criticism? Put those thoughts away and focus on not letting that Fiona girl outshine you. That’s what really matters.”
Hearing Fulton’s flustered words and watching his unsteady figure stumble away, Earl Croyso let out a barely perceptible sigh. From how the boy first arrived, Fulton had seemed like a good child—soft-spoken, perhaps a bit timid, but upright in character.What a pity...Fulton’s presence had clearly stirred up the lingering shadows of the broken engagement. Earl Croyso had originally intended to comfort Miranda, but somehow, as the conversation went on, it ended with Miranda comforting him instead—leaving him amused.By the time Miranda returned to her chambers, night had fully fallen.She had assumed Reginald would have left long ago. So when she stepped into her inner room and saw that dark red figure bouncing around inside, she was startled and blurted out, “You're still here?”Reginald had hung his coat on the nearby rack and was now playing with one of Miranda’s embroidery needles. He had threaded it with string and was using it like a throwing dart, aiming it with precision at a
Miranda entered the drawing room and, as expected, saw Fulton’s figure. Beside him sat the Earl of Croyso.It had only been a few days, but the once gentle and refined Fulton looked like a different person—thinner, with a haggard expression. The moment he saw Miranda walk in, his eyes lit up, and he rushed toward her. Yet, as if suddenly remembering something, the light in his face gradually faded, and his eyes dimmed.“Miranda—”“You should call me Miss Miranda, Mr. Fulton,” Miranda said quietly, her head slightly bowed, her voice calm.Fulton had a thousand things he wanted to say, but they were all shattered by those formal words: “Mr. Fulton” and “Miss Miranda.”It hadn’t always been this way. Before, she would call him “Fulton” in that soft, sweet voice. Every time he saw her petite figure, he would feel an urge to protect her. When he learned that his father intended for him to be engaged to Miranda, and that she would become his wife, he had truly been overjoyed. For someone of
Miranda, for her part, felt quite confident about this.Seeing the assurance on her face, Reginald nodded and said with a smile, “Alright then, let’s do it this way. I’ll go talk to Brandon about it.” Then, propping his head on one hand, he gave Miranda a strange look and added, “You know, Miranda, I’m starting to think you’re even more ruthless than I am. I only wanted to take down Broad Loft, but you—you’re going for something much bigger. You want to rope Brandon in too and make sure Zachary falls flat on his face.”“Well, this plan only benefits you, doesn’t it, Lord Reginald?” Miranda replied calmly.These past few days, the Blackwell family had turned her life upside down. But because of Croyso, she couldn’t confront them head-on. Now that she had a chance to deal a serious blow to Prince Zachary and the Blackwells without dragging Croyso into it, she wasn’t going to hold back.Just then, Molly’s voice called out, “My lady, Young Master Fulton has come to see you. Lord Croyso wa
“A partner?” Reginald caught the implication in Miranda’s words, thought for a moment, then suddenly asked, “Circle Trading?”“You know about that?” Miranda was taken aback.Reginald let out a cold snort. “The young master of Circle Trading fell in love with Jovanna’s miss at first sight and has been showering her with favors. Not only did he admit to the counterfeit goods incident, but he even offered to supply her inventory at cost from now on—didn’t even want to charge for shipping. With a relationship like that, it’d be a shame not to make good use of it.”Miranda instantly looked a bit uneasy.She had only come up with that idea on the spur of the moment to confuse the mole inside Jovanna’s shop, which was why she had asked Brandon to play along. But the whole situation was still rather awkward, so she’d kept the matter confined to just those within Circle Trading and Jovanna’s team. How on earth had Reginald heard about it? Miranda brooded in silence.“Circle Trading may be a kn
“Good idea!” Miranda beamed with delight and began calculating. “This way, Jovanna will no longer have any connection to the Croyso family, and you’ve never gotten along with Prince Zachary to begin with—this is the perfect opportunity to strike him. Even if you do nothing else but stubbornly hold on to Jovanna’s shop and continue selling silk threads and ready-to-wear garments, it’ll be enough to disgust Prince Zachary and the Blackwell family! But if we simply take down Broad Loft this easily, it feels like letting them off too lightly. Why not take our time and make them suffer a huge silent loss?”Reginald was stunned. His eyes fixed on Miranda, burning with curiosity. “What do you mean?”“Lord Reginald, you may not know this, but Prince Zachary didn’t open Broad Loft just to run a profitable little shop,” Miranda explained, outlining Zachary’s plan to monopolize the silk and clothes trade. “So as long as you buy out Jovanna’s shop, you’re guaranteed to profit!”Reginald had only
The people who had been caught swapping in fake goods were still being held at the Croyso estate. Miranda did want to teach Broad Loft a harsh lesson—ideally, to bring them down completely. However, her father had already smashed up the estatefront of the William family and they argued in front of the king, who had then come down hard on William. In such a sensitive moment, it was not wise to make any further rash moves.Especially considering that Broad Loft was backed by the Blackwell family. Prince Zachary had grand ambitions—he wanted to monopolize the entire silk and garment trade in the capital. Jovanna was already a thorn in his side. If they forced Broad Loft to collapse entirely, it would surely enrage Prince Zachary beyond measure.And frankly, angering Zachary over a single shop just wasn’t worth it.So once the full situation came to light, both her father and aunt agreed—there was no point in provoking Zachary further. Better to tolerate it if possible. Besides, her aunt’
“So what?” Miranda asked, then suddenly realized something. Her eyes widened in disbelief. “Don’t tell me—those two times, you were trying to steal my seven-colored glass bead?” Her expression was a mix of shock, anger, and amusement—unsure whether to be furious or laugh.“Steal? What do you mean, steal? That bead should’ve been mine to begin with!” Reginald said indignantly. “I later asked around and heard you barely know anything about chess! I just don’t get it—how did you beat Brandon?”That question had bothered him for a long time.When he first heard the news, he’d nearly died of frustration.He’d been searching for the seven-colored glass bead for ages. Finally, he’d caught wind that the chess club was using one as a prize. So he disguised himself and entered the tournament. He’d already won three matches in a row and was about to get it… but out of nowhere, Miranda had swooped in and won it first.What stung the most was learning that this person who’d won the prize supposedl
Reginald didn’t suspect himself at all. He thought it had something to do with the Sheffield estate or William, and his expression changed instantly, becoming cold as ice. “Something like that happened? Someone actually dared to kidnap you and nearly ruined your reputation? That kind of scum must not be spared—a thousand deaths wouldn’t be enough to atone! Who is it?”Someone dared treat his little kitten that way? They must have a death wish!“Lord Reginald, it’s not convenient for me to tell my father about this. I wonder if you could help me teach that scum a lesson?” Miranda smiled sweetly, her beauty blooming like a flower—but when she mentioned that “scum,” she couldn’t help grinding her teeth.Reginald responded without hesitation. “Of course—I’ll kill him for you!”“How noble of you, Lord Reginald.” Miranda offered a flattering smile—then her expression suddenly turned cold, her face icy and emotionless. “In that case, Reginald, you scum, go ahead and kill yourself to pay for
Here's the English translation with nuanced expression, keeping character dynamics and subtle emotional shifts intact:Reginald had conflicting feelings about the Empress Dowager’s words. He despised how she treated Miranda like a pawn, trying to drag her into palace intrigue. And yet, part of him couldn’t help but feel a twisted sort of pleasure—once caught in the storm of court politics, it would be hard for Miranda to get out. That gave him a perfectly reasonable excuse to take her away…This contradictory and subtle mindset left him especially awkward when facing Miranda.Just like now. This was clearly a great chance to win her favor, but somehow he made it sound like a cold transaction instead. Reginald wished he could stuff every word he’d just said right back into his mouth, and punch himself twice for good measure.Seeing the frustration on his face after speaking, Miranda couldn’t help but laugh.She’d seen Reginald in many forms—arrogant and willful, unfathomably distant li