Lol, Miranda and Reginald's first meeting! Sparks are flying!
Entering the room, Selena curtsied and said, "Father."Count Croyso was about to speak when he looked up and saw Miranda. Her delicate, refined appearance, reminiscent of Anna, startled him into standing up. "Anna!" he exclaimed, then quickly corrected himself, "Miranda! You… how could you—" He was so shocked he could barely speak."My previous appearance was styled by Mrs. Wilson, but Molly did my makeup and attire for this occasion," Miranda said softly, noting the impact on the Count. Sensing an advantage, she added, "Father, do I look good like this?""You look wonderful, wonderful!" Count Croyso nodded repeatedly, his eyes glistening with tears.The Countess was speechless. She had never imagined Miranda could look so elegantly refined, outshining even Selena and the social darlings. The familiar features rekindled her resentment toward Anna, twisting her expression with hatred.As everyone stared at Miranda in amazement, ignoring her, Selena burst into tears, crying out loudly.T
Count Croyso looked at his wife’s ashamed demeanor and sighed. He said gently, “I know your nature well. This matter doesn’t concern you.” He continued, irritated, “Selena used to be so sweet and lovable. How has she become so insufferable now that I’m back? To the extent of using such despicable means against Miranda?”Miranda interjected softly, “Perhaps someone around her incited this behavior.”Did she aim to remove Selena’s trusted aides? The Countess’s heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly responded, “What would those servants know? It’s the tutors in the estate who dare to bully even Miss Miranda and Selena. Who knows what example they’ve set? I failed in hiring proper teachers.”Count Croyso's anger flared, “Even I was deceived, let alone you. These despicable individuals have corrupted my daughter. They must not be spared. Have each of them receive twenty lashes and be expelled from the estate. As for the maids in Selena’s quarters, they must also be dealt with harshly!” He
Langley Manor, once the estate of a declining noble family in a remote part of the capital, boasts a broad courtyard planted with clusters of green bamboo and a garden full of blooming flowers. The black-tiled, white-walled manor, with its verdant bamboo and floral splendor, exudes a refined elegance. The Langley couple purchased this manor after making their fortune in early business ventures.Amidst the jade-like bamboo, a graceful figure sat in the garden pavilion, savoring her tea with elegance. Sensing something, she slowly set down her teacup and turned around.At the courtyard entrance stood a serene young girl. Mrs. Langley was momentarily stunned by the familiar face, immediately recognizing the visitor. She nodded, gesturing for the maid who brought the girl in to leave.A glimmer of light flickered in the woman’s eyes, and her voice trembled slightly, “You are… Miranda?” She quickly composed herself, concealing her emotions, “Come, sit down!” She instructed the maid beside h
The stolen poem incident ended with the tutor expelled and Selena's servants punished. That night, Selena "accidentally" fell into the water and was rescued in a soaked, near-death state. Tearfully clinging to Count Croyso, she admitted being misled by the tutor. Her pitiful state softened the Count’s heart, resulting in only a harsh scolding and a punishment of copying the family rules twenty times.The accusation against her was thus easily dismissed, showcasing the Countess’s skillful handling.Miranda had expected this outcome; Selena was also her father's beloved daughter. She sighed, knowing revenge would require patience. Under Lady Langley's guidance, she proceeded with plans to hire new servants, which required another outing.On the day she left the estate with Molly, she encountered Selena at the gate, dressed in a bright red, gold-embroidered gown that couldn't hide her pale complexion. A flash of resentment crossed Selena's face, but she forced a smile. "Miranda, where are
Two quarter-hours passed, yet the cash had not been delivered, and Andrew continued his relentless mockery.At that moment, Molly, who had gone out earlier, finally returned and whispered something in Miranda's ear. Miranda turned, her eyes glinting with cunning. "Lord Andrew, the cash has arrived. Would you like to count it to ensure none is missing?""Of course, I must count it," Andrew sneered, raising an eyebrow. "I wouldn't want to be cheated by any devious means and end up paying out of my own pocket.""Since that is the case, please take your time, Lord Andrew." Miranda had anticipated Andrew's desire to humiliate her and knew he would say this. She smirked slightly and gestured for the guards outside to bring in the money.Robust young men in grey uniforms filed in, each pair carrying a basket as tall as a man. There were fifteen baskets in total, and as they were set down with a resounding thud, dust shook loose from the roof above.Andrew's smile froze on his face, and he sto
The spectacle at the jewelry shop continued until dusk. Andrew, initially furious and embarrassed, soon became resigned and indifferent, eventually adopting a “dead pig fears no scalding water” attitude.His face was lost, and he refused to continue counting the money, leaving the task to the shopkeeper and assistants. Despite this, he remained the unshakable protagonist of this unprecedented thousand-coin counting event, earning him the nickname "Andrew Thousand Coins."It was said that after this incident, Andrew would fly into a rage at the mere mention of "one thousand," "coins," or "copper money," resulting in countless unfortunate servants and accountants suffering his wrath.It was also said that the story of "Andrew Thousand Coins" quickly spread throughout the capital. The tale of a clever woman punishing her ex-fiancé became widely popular, turning into various anecdotes, plays, and songs performed all over the city. This only exacerbated Andrew's temper, leading him to smash
Molly asked with a hint of confusion, “Miss, you know there are problems with Nora and the others. Why not just dismiss them? I bet it was they who stole your poetry book at the last royal garden party and gave it to Miss Selena. Such people are nothing but trouble.”Miranda sat gracefully, using a hairpin to pry open a nut, and replied calmly, “It's easy to find a reason to send them away, but if I dismiss my maids one after another in a short period, it will be rumored that the Count's household treats its servants harshly and is difficult to serve. So, either I gradually dismiss them over a year or two, or—”She paused, her expression darkening, and the nut shell in her hand cracked with a sharp sound.Though she was not in a hurry, these maids were getting too audacious!Although Count Croyso had been called back from the frontier to a civil position, seemingly losing the Emperor’s favor, he had served in office for many years and had extensive connections. His thirty-eighth birth
Miranda took a lacquered box from Molly’s hands, opened it, and smiled. “I know Father loves plum blossoms, so I have this embroidered piece, ‘Longevity with Plum Blossoms,’ as a birthday gift for you.” Together with Molly, she unfurled a meticulously mounted scroll.The snow-white silk revealed ink-black branches, strong and vigorous, with crimson blossoms proudly adorning the tips. The embroidery vividly captured the resilience and beauty of plum blossoms, showcasing Miranda’s exceptional skill. The black threads resembled night, the red silk like precious gems, making it an ideal birthday gift.“What a wonderful piece!” The Croyso Count, obsessed with plum blossoms, couldn’t help but praise as soon as he saw it.The Countess, feeling uneasy, deliberately nitpicked, “Miss Miranda calls this ‘Longevity with Plum Blossoms.’ We see the plum blossoms, but where is the ‘longevity’?”No one expected Rose to step in. After gazing at the embroidery for a long while, she exclaimed, “At first
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
Reginald had always been composed, but under Miranda’s steady gaze, he found himself growing nervous, unsettled.“What is it? Why are you looking at me like that?” he asked, a bit uneasy.“Why are you helping me, Lord Reginald?” Miranda asked, her tone tinged with confusion.His heart skipped a beat. For a moment, Reginald thought she had seen through him. He reflexively denied it, blurting out, “Who said I’m helping you? The Dowager Queen and the Queen are both from the Blackwell family. Zachary is the Queen’s son, and he’s my sworn enemy. Naturally, I’m against the Queen and Dowager Queen as well. Dealing with the Dowager Queen was inevitable—taking care of your problem just happened along the way. Who has the time to go out of their way for you? I only came to let you know—you owe me another favor. Don’t pretend you don’t know. I always ride the wind when I sail, and I never do favors without expecting repayment!”In his panic, even he wasn’t sure what nonsense he was spouting.As