Chapter 42 – A Friend’s Betrayal
The Duke of Carl remained indifferent on the surface, but tremendous changes were underneath.
Diana decided to carry out her legacy with prudence. Butler Gray and Charlotte, who have been serving their family for a long time since their predecessors, helped fill in the cracks.
“I didn’t know there was so much money leaking out.”
Diana, who had been diligently studying the documents all day, finished the last chapter of the papers. Rumors have it that Sylvia would only sit and lay down without checking a thing. When Diana thoroughly read the books, she quickly understood everything.
“So the Duchess is so…I am somehow worried,” Charlotte muttered.
The present Duke of Carl was not interested in the properties nor was he involved even in their family affairs, but he desired to uphold the heritage of his late brother. However, for the Duchess, who had to make ends meet, the disappearance of this vast source of income was the worst.
“My parents in heaven will be proud of me.”
“Yes, of course,” Charlotte and Butler Gray said.
Diana herself was still uncertain, but her parents would have wanted her happiness.
“You should do better from now on.” Diana stared forward. Most of the words she wrote under the guise of her father’s letter were self-declared. The freedom to choose and carve out one’s own fate will be the most significant legacy.
It was a legacy created by Diana for herself.
Trisha, who got another vacation at the permission of Crown Prince Lucas, headed excitedly to the Carl’s mansion. When she goes back to the palace after meeting Diana, Lucas would call her and ask her about it. She had so much to tell on their tea time.
“That’s all? “Trisha looked furious. She was not allowed to enter the gate of the mansion. Charlotte handed over the package with a stern look.
Diana has already anticipated Trisha’s motives. In particular, she knew that Trisha met Lucas. The decision was not difficult, and she didn’t need Trisha’s acceptance of it.
“It is Lady Diana’s choice that she doesn’t want to accept royal maids at the moment.”
“No, I was Diana’s friend before I became a maid.”
Charlotte did not answer. It was just another package. Trisha might not have received it if she wanted to keep her pride. But Trisha knows that there is no way for her to do so. As soon as Trisha received the package, the gate closed coldly.
“Ha… Am I a beggar?” Misery pierced into her chest as heavy as the weight of the package.
“I said, friend. We were friends.” Trisha’s fingers that clutched the package trembled.
“What have you taken me for? What did you think I was?” She thought it was a friendship. The angel-like, beautiful Diana — that was Trisha’s most enormous pride. Trisha had always dreamt of Diana’s life.
“How can Diana make her friend miserable?” Trisha’s lonely voice quivered pitifully.
You said we were friends. She hoped Diana would realize her choice was a mistake and regret them. She hoped Diana would realize that she hurt her, and apologize, and reconnect just like the old times.
But Trisha knew. She knew, from the very beginning, their lives were worlds apart.
From now on, I will not see Trisha anymore. Diana’s choice made her feel at ease.
The rainy season has begun, and it was more challenging to see Edwin. It was only right to take precautions as there have been many incidents due to the recent legacy issue, but somehow, her mind was stuck in an indecisive battle.
“It’s frustrating.” A sullen sigh escaped from Diana’s lips. She had spent most of her life imprisoned in the mansion, contrary to Edwin, who was a free man, and she was a little envious. He possessed the privilege of traveling the world as an ambassador, but somehow he still felt impatient.
“It’s a stupid idea.” Soon, Diana settled her conflicting thoughts. She had confidence that Edwin wouldn’t forget Diana while he was enjoying the outside world. It was simply foolish to doubt his sincerity, most evident in his gazes towards her. At least Edwin, Diana presumed, was not a pretentious man.
“Lady, we have a visitor,” Charlotte informed her.
“Did we have any guests today? Who is it?”
“Lord Jerome Hayden.”
It was a name that she didn’t remember.
“Did you know anyone like that?”
“I haven’t been around, but I’ve heard rumors,” Charlotte continued carefully. “The rumor has it that he is quite a celebrity. He is a lawyer from the government office. But he does more than defense. Maybe he is here to do your work, but the fees are highly evil.”
Only then did Diana become curious. Did he come here after discovering the inheritance issue?
“I was told to show you this.” Charlotte handed over a black handkerchief. The handkerchief looked familiar in the eyes of Diana. It was an unforgettable sign of Edwin, and it shows his initials embroidered on the edge of it. Immediately, Diana realized who sent Jerome.
“Should I send him back?” Charlotte asked.
“No.” He was the one who brought Edwin’s mark. Whoever he was, it was worth a meeting.
“Please make a seat in the reception room. ”
“Yes, young lady.”