“…”0

‘N-No, I didn’t do it on purpose! I swear! I swear…’0

Panic suffused me in an instant. I reflexively stumbled backward while waving my hands, only to hear something else tumble to the floor behind me. Then I heard a loud crunch. Apparently, I had stepped on something, too. As a result, I nearly lost my balance and crashed into the display cabinet behind me.0

‘Wait… this really wasn’t intentional… damn it…’0

The horrified looks on the retainers’ faces only made it harder to stay calm. Everyone was staring at me. Yongwol, who’d been standing there blankly looking at the shattered remains of Jin Young’s belongings, had somehow progressed to openly glaring at me.0

Honestly, she looked ready to stab me. It wasn’t just her either. Several of the retainers were already glaring at me with outright hostility. I had been carrying myself like the confident new lady of the house, but even I couldn’t stay composed here.0

‘S-Shit…’0

This was one of those situations where not caring about other people’s reactions simply wasn’t an option.0

‘Why the hell was that thing even here in the first place?’0

To be fair, it wasn’t actually strange that Jin Young’s belongings ended up scattered throughout the estate. After Jin Young's death, the Republic formally requested that his keepsakes be returned to them. 0

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