Chapter 18
The Villainess Is Shy In Receiving Affection
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âElderâ¦â
It was one of the elders I had seen at dinner last night. I thought they all went to the temple together.
âIt turns out she really is the Dukeâs daughter.â
He muttered disapprovingly with an unpleasant face.
But for Melody, this was very good news. Despite the expected outcome, she smiled, feeling relieved.
âIâm so glad. Truly happy.â
The elder looked at Melodyâs brightened face and contorted his expression, replying in a mocking tone.
âOf course, you are. Now youâll finally get your reward and be able to leave this mansion safely.â
âWhat?â
Melody blurted out without realizing.
âAre you pretending not to understand? You must have followed here from the beginning with that intention.â
âI, I didnât bring Loretta, I mean, the lady here to get money. I came to take care of herâ¦â
âTake care of her? You taking care of the Dukeâs daughter?â
âI read her fairy tales well, and I know about the lady more than anyone else.â
Melody replied defiantly, to which he laughed out loud mockingly.
âYour stupidity is pitiable. Do you think the Duke would entrust his daughter to the child of a criminal?â
ââ¦!â
Melody was shocked and looked at the elder.
Thatâs rightâ¦
Slave traders were especially poorly regarded in the capital.
Lower than even common folk.
They were seen as filthy criminals, unworthy of existence.
âAnd youâve been helping your mother so diligently in her work, havenât you?â
âI, Iâ¦â
âThe Duke is a man who knows right from wrong.â
The elder glanced around the luxurious guest room Melody was given.
âSurely you donât think that he let you stay here without doing any chores because he considers you a guest?â
ââ¦.â
âWhat noble would use a dish washed by dirty hands?â
Melody couldnât argue back.
Considering how this world works, the elderâs words were true.
Thatâs why Melody couldnât talk about her âmotherâ here.
âTo a child who canât even be trusted with dishes, thereâs no way heâd entrust his precious only daughter.â
âBut, I know many things. I can be of great help to the Dukeâ¦â
Before Melody could finish her sentence, the elder burst into laughter.
You? Be of help to the Duke with your knowledge? He repeated mockingly several times.
âI knew you were shameless for coming this far, but to this extentâ¦â
He finally stopped laughing and tugged at the green ribbon in Melodyâs hair.
The soft ribbon smoothly came undone, falling into the elderâs hand.
âThis isnât something for you to wear.â
âGive it back! The Duke gave it to me as a gift!â
âThat might have been the case before, but things have changed now.â
The elder carelessly stuffed the ribbon into his pocket.
âHow do you think I know about your mother?â
Melody knew the answer he was expecting.
Did the Duke tell you? He would expect her to guess. Other than him and Loretta, no one else knew.
But fortunately, she knew the Duke of Baldwin well.@@novelbin@@
He wouldnât casually talk about someone elseâs weaknesses, even if it meant getting himself into trouble.
So, the likelihood of him telling the elder about Melody was low.
If there was an answer, it was probablyâ¦
âYou investigated me. Being in a high position in the Dukeâs household, you would have that power.â
At Melodyâs response, the elder slightly twisted his face and corrected her.
âThe Duke told me.â
Ah, yes. I knew you would say that.
Melody couldnât say âI know youâre lyingâ and just kept her mouth shut.
âYou seem shocked.â
But he seemed to think Melody was hurt by his words. With a sinister face, he continued as he pleased.
âAnyway, since you helped the Duke safely find his daughter, you will be sufficiently rewarded.â
The elder pulled out a purse from his pocket.
He casually opened the purse to show Melody its contents. It was filled with glittering coins.
For thrifty Melody, it was a considerable sum, possibly enough to live on for years.
âSurely youâre not shameless enough to ask for more?â
He forcibly placed the purse in Melodyâs hand.
âYou must be satisfied. Youâve earned more than expected. Even your mother in prison would be proud of you. With this money, you might even be able to buy her innocence.â
âBuy⦠innocence?â
Buying innocence was a foreign concept to Melody.
Wasnât innocence or guilt determined by judges and laws, not money?
âYes. Fortunately, her sentence hasnât been decided yet, so with this amount, you should be able to save your mother. It would be a great act of filial piety on your part.â
âNo, Iâ¦â
âAnd you, who so carefully looked after the Dukeâs daughter, wouldnât ignore your own family and live comfortably alone, would you?â
He extended his hand with a mask-like smile.
âIâll take you to where you can save your mother. Consider it the last act of kindness from the Dukeâs house.â
Melody instinctively stepped back.
What would happen if her mother was declared innocent?
Melody didnât harbor any fleeting hopes that her mother would be grateful.
People donât change. Especially not the misfortune that Melody had faced.
Her mother would likely demand more money from her.
Perhaps she would even send Melody to beg from the Dukeâs family. Certainly, she would do that, being the most shameless person in the world.
If Melody refused to beg, she knew the consequences.
âIf thatâs the case, then I should make you want to go.â
Melody shook her head. Knowing the place was filled with only despair and pain, no one would willingly step into it, so she naturally took another step back.
âYou shameless creature!â
But she was brought back to reality by his harsh voice.
âHow much negative influence must you have had on the Dukeâs daughter by nowâ¦!â
His anger strangely resembled her motherâs.
He ranted without listening to Melodyâs words or situation.
Was that why?
His voice seemed to overlap with her motherâs.
âAre you planning to abandon even your mother and live well alone in the Dukeâs house!â
âNo, itâs not that⦠itâs not like thatâ¦!â
Melody found herself pleading with him, just as she had once begged her mother.
âPlanning to live comfortably in the Dukeâs house, well-fed and well-cared for, while your only mother suffers or dies!â
His words completely shattered Melodyâs heart.
âI, Iâ¦â
The girl let go of the last bit of her resolve.
It was inevitable.
Her fear of her mother had firmly rooted itself in the center of her heart, never fading.
âI was wrong. Please, please forgive me!â
Tears naturally flowed down her cheeks and neck incessantly.
âNow youâre speaking the truth. How dare you think of using the Dukeâs family?!â
âPlease save me. I was wrong. Please, pleaseâ¦!â
With each plea, her voice hitched, but he was relentless.
âFollow me! Right now!â
His almost commanding voice made Melodyâs feet involuntarily follow him.
Due to the loss of strength in her hand, the purse of money fell to the floor, but she had no time to notice.
Passing through the corridor and entering the front hall, she saw a shabby carriage outside the wide-open door.
He led Melody towards the carriage.
Thatâs when it happened.
âAre you insane, you old fool?!â
Mrs. Higgins quickly rushed out, blocking the way to the carriage.
âThis child is a guest of the Duke. Do you think you can get away with this?!â
The Higgins family held one of the highest positions among the Dukeâs close associates.
Within the Dukeâs household, no one could ignore the Higginsâ opinions. Not even the Duke himself.
And among them, Mrs. Higginsâ voice was particularly influential.
Her actual ability and authority were also noteworthy.
âIf youâre going to grow old, do it gracefully! What kind of behavior is this toward a child young enough to be your granddaughter!â
Mrs. Higgins pulled Melody away from the elder.