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.”
Reginald lowered his head slightly, looking at Miranda, whose head was bowed so low it seemed as if it might fall off. All he could see was the faint blush on her snow-white ears, a clear sign of her embarrassment. But situations like this were inherently awkward; the only thing to do was to pretend not to notice."My silly child, stop hesitating! Opportunities like this don't come twice!" Lady Landon coaxed earnestly. "Prince Zachary is the crown prince and will most likely become the next king. His future queen will hold the highest position in the land—nothing could be more prestigious. If Fiona snatches the position of consort, even if you manage to secure something later, at best, you'll only be a secret lover."Lady Landon sighed and continued in a nagging tone, "And think about it—do you really want Fiona lording it over you? Did you see that Miranda girl today? Smart, beautiful, and, most importantly, rumored to be someone Zachary personally petitioned the queen to marry. Even
Miranda snapped back to her senses. The situation wasn’t entirely hopeless. If she had remained completely unaware of this matter, once the queen issued her decree, there would be no way to change her fate. But now, with the queen’s decree yet to come and her knowledge of the situation, she still had room to maneuver. If she didn’t want to become Prince Zachary’s consort, she had to act fast. This had to be brought to her father and aunt immediately so they could devise a strategy together. Her instincts hadn’t failed her—thankfully, she had found out about this in time! Clutching her temples, Miranda desperately tried to calm herself, forcing her chaotic thoughts into order. After a moment, she raised her head and, still breathless, said, “Lord Reginald, I must return to my father at once. I doubt either he or my aunt knows about this.” She was confident neither her father nor her aunt had any intention of marrying her into the royal family. Her father, in particular, despised Pr
It took a while before Brandon slowly spoke, "Lord Reginald, I won't swear on Martha." As he said this, he suddenly realized something and looked ashamed. "Apologies, I truly misspoke earlier. I won't swear on Martha, but I also won't reveal anything. Please, Lord Reginald, trust me!" For the first time, he met Reginald's shadowy black eyes with a sincere expression.He genuinely felt remorseful. No one would swear on someone so important to them—it was indeed his mistake.Reginald scrutinized him for a long moment before finally speaking. "I hope you won't, because if you do, I'll make sure Martha dies a horrible death!"The two pairs of equally dark eyes locked onto each other, probing for sincerity and trustworthiness. After a long silence, Brandon let out a faint sigh of relief. "May I ask, Lord Reginald, what you need me to do?"***Miranda struggled to steady her emotions, but when she returned to the private room, her face was still a little pale. Everyone inside was startled a
At that moment, the person sent to gather information returned and reported, "My lord, it is the commander of the Imperial Guards leading the soldiers to surround this place."Everyone was shocked. Lord Croyso's expression turned grave. To alarm the Imperial Guards of the capital, the matter must be very serious. He hurriedly asked, "Did you find out what’s going on?"After hearing the report, everyone’s expressions drastically changed..."I overheard them saying they received a report that Lord Reginald was ambushed here. That’s why they rushed over, surrounded The Heavenly Lodge, and are searching for the assassin!" The guard from the royal household relayed the details he had gathered."Lord Reginald ambushed?" Lord Croyso furrowed his brows and fell silent.Miranda's heart also skipped a beat. When she had just parted ways with Reginald, he had been fine. How could he suddenly be attacked? Could it be that after they separated, he encountered another assassin? Or perhaps... Just a
The royal guards behind him immediately knelt, speaking in unison, "Prince Zachary."The simultaneous greeting of a dozen people, along with the woman’s scream, immediately drew the attention of the royal guards who were searching downstairs. Thinking something had happened upstairs, they hurriedly rushed up to provide assistance, only to be stunned by the sight. Some bolder onlookers also rushed upstairs, expecting to see a confrontation between assassins and the guards. Instead, they encountered this unexpected scene and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.As more and more people gathered, the woman became even more panicked, her screams growing louder.The woman was Lila. She had been in the guest room with Lady Landon. After learning Prince Zachary's location, she nervously ascended the stairs with a packet of powder in her hand. Two guards were stationed at the door. After explaining her purpose, they went inside to report and came back out to invite her in. She entered the roo
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