Upon hearing it was a decree from the Dowager Queen, everyone’s minds raced with countless thoughts. However, there was no time for words; they hurriedly changed into formal attire and went out to receive the message.The messenger was a young, cheerful steward, round and amiable, with a smile as warm as a benevolent saint. Once everyone had gathered, he raised his reedy, nasally voice and announced, “By command of Her Majesty the Dowager Queen: the day of my birthday approaches. I hereby summon Lady Croyso and the young ladies of the Croyso household to the palace to celebrate. So decreed!”The room collectively rose to express their gratitude. Miranda subtly slipped a pack of gold coin into his hand and asked, “Might I know your name, good steward?”The steward glanced at the coin’s value, his smile deepening. He silently praised the young lady’s sharpness and tact, thinking she must be Miranda, the eldest daughter of the Croyso family. Indeed, she had both intelligence and grace. “
Miranda found his demeanor amusing for a moment and stepped aside to a quieter area before asking, “Is there something you need, Fulton?”Seeing that no one was paying attention to them, Fulton hesitated and stammered, “I… my father gave me a beautiful fan yesterday. Each panel features a different flower, one for each month of the year. It’s really quite exquisite…”Miranda chuckled. “Well, congratulations.”Still, she couldn’t help but wonder—was something like this really worth all his hemming and hawing?Fulton, knowing such opportunities were rare, found himself unable to articulate his thoughts. He grew anxious, stamping his feet and sweating profusely.Lady Langley, however, had been watching them from a distance. Seeing Fulton’s demeanor, she quickly surmised his affection for Miranda. A faint smile graced her lips. While she felt gratified, she also felt a twinge of regret. Such a gentle and refined young man—why did he have to be burdened with a mother like Lady Sheffield? N
Lady Sheffield grew increasingly pleased as she plotted in her mind. She resolved to bring Fulton to the Croyso estate more frequently in the future to create opportunities for Rose. If that didn’t work, she, as his mother, would give things a little push. While she was deep in thought, she turned her head and saw her son fumbling nervously, face flushed, as he spoke to Miranda. Instantly annoyed, she stepped forward and said sharply, “You’re not even married yet, so don’t act so improper here!”Of course, her son couldn’t have done anything wrong—this accusation of “improper behavior” was directed squarely at Miranda!Lady Langley, who had been watching the scene, thought to herself, Running to your son's fiancée’s home and blaming her, how absurd!Fulton had wanted to give Miranda a fan but couldn’t muster the courage to do so. Just as he was hesitating, his mother intervened, criticizing Miranda right away. Growing anxious, he lowered his head and stammered, pulling at Lady Sheffie
The green-clad maid’s expression turned flustered. She hadn’t expected Miranda to recognize that this winding path wasn’t the one they’d taken earlier. For a moment, she froze in place but quickly recovered and said earnestly, “Miss Miranda, please come with me. I mean no harm to you—this is a good thing, not a bad one. Please believe me!”Miranda enunciated each word coldly: “I’ll ask one more time. Who sent you, and where are you taking me?”The maid hesitated. “I cannot say.”Miranda wasted no further words. She turned and walked away.The maid hadn’t expected Miranda to leave so decisively. Growing increasingly anxious, she stepped in front of Miranda, pleading to no avail. Finally, she dropped to her knees and began to cry. “Miss Miranda, the master forbade me to reveal anything. But I swear, it’s truly not harmful to you! If I fail to bring you, my lowly life will be forfeit. Please, show me mercy and come with me!”As she spoke, she knelt and kowtowed repeatedly. Her fair foreh
"Forgive my ignorance. It seems I haven't been taught manners as thoroughly as Miss June, whose upbringing and decorum are truly exemplary. I must learn much from you, Miss June. But to speak ahead of the princess and inquire about another’s family fortune—how far has one fallen to act so disgracefully? Many thanks to Miss June for teaching me these two rules of propriety. So, may I ask, Miss June, what is your family’s fortune, and how far has it fallen?" Miranda asked with a warm smile, her tone gentle and cordial.She and June were already sworn enemies, so Miranda’s words were sharp and unyielding, leaving no room for mercy.Princess Gina covered her mouth with her sleeve, letting out a soft chuckle, finding Miranda utterly delightful.June, however, was left in an impossible situation. To respond or not to respond—it was equally mortifying. Her face flushed crimson, and she stomped her foot. "Miranda, how dare you be so insolent!""My information is limited, and I truly wasn’t aw
June had initially worried that Reginald might scold her, but to her surprise, he said something completely unexpected. She was instantly overjoyed, her gaze toward Miranda filled with provocation. “Miranda, did you hear that? Even Lord Reginald says my manners are better than yours. Shouldn’t you be thanking me properly? From now on, I will make sure to train you well so you won’t embarrass yourself again!”Upon hearing this, a sharp glint flashed through Reginald’s jet-black eyes before transforming into a mesmerizing brilliance, captivating and bewitching.Princess Gina silently stared at the ground, inwardly cursing June for her reckless arrogance. She had been set up so highly, yet she still dared to be this brazen—she deserved whatever was coming her way! She was merely a distant niece to the queen, only managing to speak in front of Her Majesty thanks to her connection with Quintina. And now, she was already getting carried away. A person like her should be taught a lesson soon
It was noon, and the sun was at its peak. Reginald sat under the long corridor shaded by a canopy of greenery. Princess Gina stood in a shaded spot as well, and even Miranda wisely chose a spot hidden by branches when she stepped back. However, for June to greet Reginald properly, she had to step out onto the open space in front of the corridor, where there was no shelter from the scorching sun. In no time, sweat began to bead on her forehead, trickling down and ruining her carefully applied makeup. Her entire body became uncomfortably slick with perspiration.Enduring that discomfort was not the worst part. The real challenge was maintaining a curtsey for so long. June soon felt her knees trembling and her body swaying slightly. She quickly steadied herself, but the moment dragged on endlessly. Her entire body began to stiffen, and cramps started to creep into her calves.Just as June was on the verge of collapsing, Lady Shaw finally arrived."Lady Shaw, this young lady June has impe
Miranda sneered, "Andrew, get your facts straight. It wasn’t me who couldn't tolerate her; it was your fiancée who came looking for trouble! And if you’re here to seek justice for her, you should direct your complaints to Lord Reginald. Just turn around and walk straight ahead—he’s the one responsible! If you think I’m some easy target you can bully instead, you’d better think twice! A grown man, too scared to confront Lord Reginald, so you take your frustrations out on me, a mere woman? If that’s really the case, then let's make this public and see who loses face first!”“Miranda!” Andrew gritted his teeth, his face twitching with anger. "Don’t get too smug! You think just because you’re now engaged to Fulton, you can flaunt your power? I’ve been merciful because I felt sorry for you—having your reputation tarnished after I called off the engagement. But don’t think the William family is so easily bullied!”“Oh, so you broke off our engagement that was arranged since childhood, ruini
Lady Sheffield, however, wore a radiant smile. Uncharacteristically, she took Miranda’s hand and examined her closely, chuckling as she said, “I never realized before just how stunning Miss Miranda is. Look at that face, that figure, those hands—and the grace you carry yourself with. Such elegance is truly rare among the young ladies of the capital. I must have been blind to have overlooked it before! Even the Dowager Queen, with her discerning eye, is utterly fond of you—how could I possibly compare? Lord Croyso is truly blessed to have such a daughter!”Hearing this, both the Earl of Croyso and Miranda exchanged a glance of surprise.Lady Sheffield praising Miranda? Did the sun rise from the west today?There’s always something suspicious about unusual kindness. Miranda grew wary but maintained her smile as she gracefully curtsied and replied, “You flatter me, madam.”“No, no! I speak nothing but the truth—every word is sincere!” The thought of soon being able to dissolve Miranda’s
The Blackwell family, Prince Zachary, and the Queen?Miranda's heart sank—no wonder Broad Loft was so arrogant; with a background like that, it all made sense! Yet her expression remained skeptical as she said, “Don’t try to fool me with random names! Who are Prince Zachary and the Queen? Would they really concern themselves with a small shop like Broad Loft?”“Broad Loft may be small, but Caleb’s ambitions are grand. The street where Jovanna is located is the most prosperous district in the capital. Caleb wants to buy out every shop on that street and turn it into a hub exclusively selling silk threads and clothing, gradually monopolizing the entire silk and garment trade of the capital, driving other shops and brands out of business.”Miranda’s heart jolted. Others might not grasp the full significance of those words, but she understood perfectly well—because she had done the same thing in her past life while managing the Hans family business.Although they were not conducting busin
At this point, the delivery captain naturally understood that after the counterfeit goods incident was exposed, the young miss had already begun to suspect those responsible for procurement. She had simply bided her time, allowing them to lower their guard before catching them red-handed this time. Her composure and tactics were truly alarming. Trembling, he confessed, “The steward from Broad Loft promised that once the job was done, the mansion and all its furnishings and servants would be mine. Additionally, they promised to make me the deputy manager of their shop…” Miranda continued to swirl her tea calmly, her dark eyes fixed in contemplation. After a moment, she furrowed her brows and said, “Jovanna may be prosperous, but even if it were driven out of business, how much profit could Broad Loft really gain? Yet they went to such great lengths—offering so many beautiful women, a grand mansion, and even a managerial position. Such elaborate scheming… aren't they afraid it’ll all
The men in black immediately carried out the order, not allowing those people to utter a word before binding them tightly. At this moment, the shop attendants who had been eating and drinking merrily inside the hall were also alerted and rushed out, only to be stunned at the sight of Miranda, the shop manager, and a circle of black-clad guards. Some of them, who were already aware of Jovanna’s counterfeit goods scandal, immediately understood what was happening. Frightened, they hurriedly knelt down and pleaded, “Miss, please have mercy! We truly had no idea that the captain… that he would betray Jovanna like this! We are innocent! We didn’t…” Thinking about how they had been indulging themselves while the captain took advantage of the distraction to swap the goods, and then recalling what others said about this keen and capable young miss, they were terrified, breaking out in a cold sweat. “Oh?” Miranda’s voice betrayed no emotion. “And what exactly is your crime?” “We… we sh
Seeing the shock in the eyes of the newcomers, Captain chuckled indifferently. “Isn’t it all thanks to our boss’s kindness? Generous and fair, never stingy with wages or bonuses—otherwise, how could I afford this estate?”After unloading the truck into the warehouse, according to Jovanna’s rules, someone had to stay behind to guard the goods.“You two, you’ve been here before. This time, you’ll have to take one for the team and keep watch while the others enjoy themselves,” Captain said with a hearty laugh, clapping them on the shoulders and shooting them a meaningful glance. Seeing them nod in agreement, he grinned and led the rest toward the main hall.The two young men left behind exchanged a glance, their expressions bright with amusement. Everyone knew that guarding the goods came with generous perks!The wine was fine, the food exquisite, and beautiful maids performed songs and dances, filling the hall with a captivating atmosphere. The revelry quickly escalated, cups clinking a
The visitor affirmed confidently, “There’s no mistake. Why else do you think our master insisted on having Young Master Andrew annul the engagement? Our young master is kind-hearted and worried that you and the Earl of Sheffield might not be aware of the truth, so he specifically sent me to inform you—lest you be deceived!” After exchanging a few more words, the Countess of Sheffield had the visitor sent away and hurried off to find the Earl. “Is this true?” The Earl of Sheffield rose abruptly, almost unable to believe it. “Of course it is! We absolutely cannot have this girl as a daughter-in-law! I doubt Lord Croyso is entirely unaware of this either. Otherwise, given his temperament, wouldn’t he have stormed over to the William family to demand an explanation? Instead, he quietly allowed them to annul the engagement without making a fuss!” The Countess had not expected such a stroke of luck—she had been wishing for a way out, and now it had been handed to her on a silver platt
“Enough, stop crying!” The Earl of Sheffield, both frustrated by her tears and exasperated by the situation, waved his hand. “What’s the point of discussing this now? The engagement has already been set. Calling it off now would be a disgrace. Besides, Miranda is still young—if we endure this for a couple of years, perhaps His Majesty will lose interest, and this matter will be forgotten.” Despite these words, deep down, his dissatisfaction with Miranda as a daughter-in-law grew. Even though this situation had arisen due to the Dowager Queen’s proposal and could not be blamed on Miranda, it was, after all, centered around her. There was no doubt that Fulton—and by extension, the Sheffield family’s future—would be affected. “It’s easy for you to say.” The Countess of Sheffield scoffed. “Men are always like this—the more they can’t have something, the more they desire it. Who’s to say the King won’t become even more fixated on Miranda precisel
The Dowager Queen publicly expressed her desire for Miranda to enter the palace as a companion, and the news spread quickly. However, following this event, it became widely known that Miranda was already betrothed to Fulton. Moreover, the topic was not pursued further during the birthday banquet, leaving the matter of her palace residency in question.The only ones who truly found this situation troublesome were the Sheffields, who were engaged to Miranda.Furthermore, rumors emerged from unknown sources claiming that the Dowager Queen was already aware of the engagement but still favored Miranda and wanted her to visit the palace frequently. Normally, gaining the Dowager Queen’s favor would be a good thing and could benefit Fulton's future prospects. However, since the Dowager Queen had previously mentioned that she wished for Miranda to remain by the King’s side once she was older, this supposed honor became rather awkward. Worse yet, there were also rumors suggesting that the King
Miranda left the Queen Dowager’s chambers with a heavy heart, following a maid. Though her expression remained calm, her mind was in turmoil. This banquet felt like a trap—perhaps just the beginning.Lost in thought and unfamiliar with the palace, she failed to notice she had been led astray.Reaching a secluded spot, she caught sight of a distinguished figure and froze. Her face paled as she hastily curtsied, unease weighing heavier. Any lingering doubt vanished—this was only the beginning."Your Majesty!"***Amidst a lush, verdant corner of the palace, the king stood beside a stone table, dressed in a deep green robe. His gaze was lowered, his expression unreadable, his presence so subdued that he nearly blended into the dense greenery behind him—unassuming, almost invisible.Had Miranda not seen him before at the Croyso estate, she might not have even recognized him as the king."Come closer," he said impassively, not even glancing her way.Miranda straightened and stood at a resp