I'm really sorry for being late today. I was so busy that I couldn't get away today. I'll do my best to finish today's two updates by the end of the day.
If she truly is Miranda, then all of this—every bit of it—was deliberately orchestrated by that wretched girl. She set the trap with care, intentionally provoking her, purposefully choosing those dishes, and ensuring that she would see her back, carefully concealing the mark... And it wasn’t enough. Just now, she even feigned fear, pretended to be terrified of being exposed, making her believe she held all the cards, goading her into losing all sense of reason.Otherwise, with her usual cunning, if she had been calm, as soon as she noticed something off about that girl’s expression, she would have stopped. She wouldn’t have allowed things to spiral into such utter chaos!But now? Now... Is it all over?“Have you not done enough? To push her this far, to humiliate her to this extent—has it still not satisfied you? What more do you want? Do you wish for her to die here?” Earl Croyso roared in fury.Miranda sai
Since the Countess had been stripped of her managerial duties within the estate, life had to go on as usual. Selena, having learned from her failed attempts to intercede, had wisely chosen to remain silent about her mother recentlyâlikely with some prompting from the Countess herself.One day, Selena brought some pastries to her father's study."Miranda, you are truly a thoughtful daughter, cheering me up with your presence! Well, enough of pleasantries. I have official matters to attend to, so come and help me!"Seeing the harmony between father and daughter before her, Selena felt a pang of discomfort. Especially since Miranda was allowed to stay in the study to assist her father with his work, while she herself was not afforded such privilege.Placing the pastries on the desk, she approached and said, "Father, are there troubles weighing on your mind? Even if I cannot relieve your burdens, perhaps talking about them might ease your mind!"The Earl sighed again, his expression troubl
Seeing that her father also agreed with Miranda, Selena had no choice but to cease her objections. Yet, she wanted to pose a challenge to Miranda: âMiranda makes a valid point. However, even if itâs certain that Ivan should be saved, how exactly should we go about it? He is undeniably guilty of accepting bribes, with irrefutable evidence. This cannot be disputed. If Father were to rashly declare him innocent, it would be difficult to justify.âThe mention of this was like a bucket of cold water poured over Earl Croyso.Indeed, Ivan needed saving, but how could it be done? The bribery was a deadlock, and although Mirandaâs earlier arguments were sound, such discussions could only serve to persuade in private. In the court, such arguments could not justify leniency or release for Ivan. What was needed now was a legitimate reason, a reason that would justly allow his release.Selena mean to set her up with a dilemma.Miranda pondered and then a
The incense burner emitted wisps of delicate smoke, drifting and diffusing, filling the air with a fragrance that was both calming and contemplative."Father." Miranda suddenly looked up, leaning close to his ear to whisper a few questions.Earl Croyso nodded, his gaze at his young daughter growing more surprised."Is this alright, Father? Look, does this work?" Miranda continued to whisper, chattering rapidly.Selena strained to hear, trying to discern what idea Miranda had come up with so she could find something to criticize. However, Miranda spoke so softly that only her faint laughter could be heard. Just as Selena was about to despair, she heard Earl Croyso let out a chuckle and, with a hearty laugh, tap her forehead, exclaiming, "You mischievous little sprite!"...That night, a fire broke out in The Court of Justiceâs document storage room, destroying numerous official documents.As for Ivan's case involving the delay of military supplies, with both testimony and evidence at h
"Your Majesty, this is precisely what I need to report," Earl Croyso, uncertain of the Emperorâs mood, felt a pang of anxiety. He gathered his composure and spoke as calmly as possible, "The day after receiving the decree, there was a fire in the document storage room of The Court of Justice. Despite our desperate efforts to salvage the documents, some were destroyed. Among them were the relevant documents and evidence for Ivanâs case. I ordered the officials to reconstruct the damaged documents, but I only saw the decree specifying the delay of military supplies. I did not realize there were additional charges of bribery and corruption until now. Soâ""Nonsense!" Declan shouted furiously, "How could such a coincidence occur? Clearly, you deliberately set the fire to destroy the evidence and protect Ivan!""Declan, be silent! Yes, as The Lord High Chancellor, you have oversight authority, but that does not give you the right to make baseless accusations!" Earl Croyso,
In the midst of deliberations, such disputes and blame-shifting occurred daily. The discussions grew increasingly off-topic until they finally veered into this year's appointments of officials. At last, the King spoke. He cleared his throat, and the room fell silent as he began, slowly and deliberately, "I am well aware that you all serve the kingdom faithfully. The fire that broke out in the manor storing the documents was an unfortunate accident, and there is no need to continue arguing. Charles, allocate funds to repair the manor and ensure that all necessary precautions are taken. If funds are insufficient, draw from my personal treasury."Earl Croysoâs thoughts flashed momentarilyâcould that means Miranda have correctly guessed the King's intentions?"Sire, while the ledger has been destroyed, it is a fact that there was one that proved Ivan's bribery. Several officials have witnessed it. Therefore, I believe he must be dealt with according to the law, and leniency must not be all
Upon leaving the royal palace, Earl Croyso first visited the prison, ordering Ivan's immediate release. Afterward, he requested leave to return home. Unable to contain his joy, he practically flew through the garden, where he found Miranda nestled against Lady Langley, playfully seeking her affection. Without a second thought, he rushed over and, disregarding the fact that Miranda was already thirteen, lifted her by the waist and spun her around. Miranda let out a startled scream, causing him to finally stop. He laughed heartily and exclaimed, "It worked! It worked!"Instinctively shielding her head, Miranda shouted, "No messing with my hair! And donât tap my forehead!""Little Miranda, your idea worked! Youâve done your father a great favor this time!" Earl Croyso could barely contain his delight, his face alight with joy. With Ivanâs talents and character, he was sure to become a pillar of the kingdom. Miranda had ensured the retention of a valuable asset for the nation! "Tell me, h
Lord Croyso shuddered in fear, instantly dropping to one knee as he exclaimed, "I was unaware of Your Majesty's arrival and failed to greet you properly. I beg Your Majesty's forgiveness!"This was the first time Ivan had laid eyes on the King, and for a moment, he was frozen in awe before he too knelt down."No matter! Your servant has committed no fault. It was my command that he should not disturb you," the King replied, his voice laced with evident good humor as he waved for Croyso to rise. He then took his seat at the head of the room. The King turned his gaze toward Ivan, observing him in silence for a moment before speaking. "You are Ivan, correct? I understand that you have a close relationship with the Governor of Thornborough, otherwise, he wouldn't have involved you in such underhanded dealings as embezzling military supplies." His tone was low, revealing nothing of the emotions behind it.The accusation was undeniable, leaving Ivan with no choice but to respond softly, "Ye
Hearing Fultonâs 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 childâsoft-spoken, perhaps a bit timid, but upright in character.What a pity...Fultonâs 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 insteadâleaving 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, âYou're still here?âReginald had hung his coat on the nearby rack and was now playing with one of Mirandaâs 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 Fultonâs 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 personâthinner, 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.âMirandaâââYou should call me Miss Miranda, Mr. Fulton,â 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: âMr. Fultonâ and âMiss Miranda.âIt hadnât always been this way. Before, she would call him âFultonâ 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, âAlright then, letâs do it this way. Iâll go talk to Brandon about it.â Then, propping his head on one hand, he gave Miranda a strange look and added, âYou know, Miranda, Iâm starting to think youâre even more ruthless than I am. I only wanted to take down Broad Loft, but youâyouâre going for something much bigger. You want to rope Brandon in too and make sure Zachary falls flat on his face.ââWell, this plan only benefits you, doesnât it, Lord Reginald?â Miranda replied calmly.These past few days, the Blackwell family had turned her life upside down. But because of Croyso, she couldnât 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 wasnât going to hold back.Just then, Mollyâs voice called out, âMy lady, Young Master Fulton has come to see you. Lord Croyso wa
âA partner?â Reginald caught the implication in Mirandaâs words, thought for a moment, then suddenly asked, âCircle Trading?ââYou know about that?â Miranda was taken aback.Reginald let out a cold snort. âThe young master of Circle Trading fell in love with Jovannaâs 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 onâdidnât even want to charge for shipping. With a relationship like that, itâd be a shame not to make good use of it.âMiranda instantly looked a bit uneasy.She had only come up with that idea on the spur of the moment to confuse the mole inside Jovannaâs shop, which was why she had asked Brandon to play along. But the whole situation was still rather awkward, so sheâd kept the matter confined to just those within Circle Trading and Jovannaâs team. How on earth had Reginald heard about it? Miranda brooded in silence.âCircle Trading may be a kn
âGood idea!â Miranda beamed with delight and began calculating. âThis way, Jovanna will no longer have any connection to the Croyso family, and youâve never gotten along with Prince Zachary to begin withâthis is the perfect opportunity to strike him. Even if you do nothing else but stubbornly hold on to Jovannaâs shop and continue selling silk threads and ready-to-wear garments, itâll 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?âReginald was stunned. His eyes fixed on Miranda, burning with curiosity. âWhat do you mean?ââLord Reginald, you may not know this, but Prince Zachary didnât open Broad Loft just to run a profitable little shop,â Miranda explained, outlining Zacharyâs plan to monopolize the silk and clothes trade. âSo as long as you buy out Jovannaâs shop, youâre guaranteed to profit!âReginald 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 lessonâideally, 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 ambitionsâhe 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 wasnât worth it.So once the full situation came to light, both her father and aunt agreedâthere was no point in provoking Zachary further. Better to tolerate it if possible. Besides, her auntâ
âSo what?â Miranda asked, then suddenly realized something. Her eyes widened in disbelief. âDonât tell meâthose two times, you were trying to steal my seven-colored glass bead?â Her expression was a mix of shock, anger, and amusementâunsure whether to be furious or laugh.âSteal? What do you mean, steal? That bead shouldâve been mine to begin with!â Reginald said indignantly. âI later asked around and heard you barely know anything about chess! I just donât get itâhow did you beat Brandon?âThat question had bothered him for a long time.When he first heard the news, heâd nearly died of frustration.Heâd been searching for the seven-colored glass bead for ages. Finally, heâd caught wind that the chess club was using one as a prize. So he disguised himself and entered the tournament. Heâd already won three matches in a row and was about to get itâĶ but out of nowhere, Miranda had swooped in and won it first.What stung the most was learning that this person whoâd won the prize supposedl
Reginald didnât 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. âSomething like that happened? Someone actually dared to kidnap you and nearly ruined your reputation? That kind of scum must not be sparedâa thousand deaths wouldnât be enough to atone! Who is it?âSomeone dared treat his little kitten that way? They must have a death wish!âLord Reginald, itâs not convenient for me to tell my father about this. I wonder if you could help me teach that scum a lesson?â Miranda smiled sweetly, her beauty blooming like a flowerâbut when she mentioned that âscum,â she couldnât help grinding her teeth.Reginald responded without hesitation. âOf courseâIâll kill him for you!ââHow noble of you, Lord Reginald.â Miranda offered a flattering smileâthen her expression suddenly turned cold, her face icy and emotionless. âIn 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 Dowagerâs words. He despised how she treated Miranda like a pawn, trying to drag her into palace intrigue. And yet, part of him couldnât help but feel a twisted sort of pleasureâonce 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 awayâĶThis 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 heâd just said right back into his mouth, and punch himself twice for good measure.Seeing the frustration on his face after speaking, Miranda couldnât help but laugh.Sheâd seen Reginald in many formsâarrogant and willful, unfathomably distant li