The Villainess Will Leave Without Any Regrets

No secrets exist without reason.
The same was the case seven years ago.
There was a reason why the people expelled Abella and concealed the secret.

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If she combined the testimonies of the wizard, there were many people involved in this case.

Yuri held onto the faint hope and concluded that it was simply impossible to guess based on circumstantial evidence.

‘Later…….’

Not now.

Let us think about it again when we were a little more sure.
Let us not let Abella bear the burdensome price of truth just yet.

Yuri tried to draw attention.

“Withdraw.”

Mercenaries scattered among the people.
And Yuri, like them, blended naturally between people.

*

Simon’s birthday invited most of the nobles living in Timur.
They wore the best clothes and bought expensive jewelry.

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It seemed more like a place to show off yourself than to celebrate Simon’s birthday.
Moreover, their concern was who would be Abella’s escort.

Abella made a completely different choice than they expected to avoid that gaze.
She entered while holding Simon’s hand.

It was Simon’s birthday, so it was very appropriate for the person in charge to do it.

She had completely blocked out what could have been a rumor.
Moreover, it was also a way to solidify the position of the successor.

People have speculated that Abella, the devil who tormented her family, came to hand over the position to a child she had secretly hidden.

Their tongues turned into a sword and slashed Abella and Amerigo.

Abella had heard this from Yuri.
When she visited before, some people were pounding their mouths about Abella’s return.
How unjust and ridiculous it was.
But Abella couldn’t express her dissatisfaction with it.

This time, there would be gossip about her actions.

That was why Abella chose to show herself like this.
She meant to show that this child was none other than the next successor to Amerigo.

“Simon.
Come here.”

Simon, who had been toddling, held Abella’s hand tightly.
Warmth spread from Abella’s fingertips.

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No one of Timur’s birth came to Abella without hesitation and was so outspoken.
She could count everyone from one to ten.

They worried about whether their own self would be okay if they touched the cursed child.

Even if they knew that it was useless, superstitions and customs were like that.

That was why Abella was fascinated by Simon.

Was it because of the purity of knowing nothing?

She wondered as she saw him holding her hand like this.

“Auntie!”

Abella’s heart would also brighten when she saw his white smile.
Abella stroked Simon’s hair.

Because of their height difference, she felt better to carry Simon and enter rather than hold his hand.

The door of the banquet hall opened wide for the main character.
The pouring interest and light pierced the two like an awl.

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Simon buried his head in Abella’s arms.
Perhaps it was too much for the child to bear.
He exhaled his breath and leaned on Abella.
He had complete trust and relied on Abella.

Abella turned her gaze and looked in front of her.

Arsene was among those watching Abella’s steps with bated breath.

“Abella.”

Arsene approached her and stood next to Abella.

The engagement between the two clearly showed solidity.

Even though the two couldn’t match their clothes together.

“Arsene, thank you for coming.”

Arsene nodded briefly.

Arsene would have been a little more affectionate in the past, but now this was best.
Many problems had yet to be solved between Abella and Arsene.

And the Amerigo mistress, Lorelia, stood in front of Abella.

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She, who usually didn’t even acknowledge Abella, pretended to know her now, probably because of Simon.

Lorelia asked Abella to hand over the child, the one who she cherished.

Abella reluctantly gave Simon to Lorelia, whom she had held dearly in her arms.

“……Thank you.”

Lorelia stiffened her head, hugged Simon, and avoided her.
It was as if she feared Abella would do something to the child.

Abella thought such a small action would not hurt her now.
However, she could not help but feel that every word or action stepped on her heart.

Of course, Abella was in a position that could not be held back by such lingering feelings.

“Lady Abella.
It’s been a long time.”

“Lady Kiara.”

The herds of alligators targeting her were scattered here.
Amerigo’s nobles welcomed a sinner born on Skellus’ day, Amerigo’s prodigal.

Wasn’t it the return of good food to bite at any time?