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However, it had been his mistake as he had come to meet at first without making an appointment. So the Marquis had lightly passed it over, and when he thought about it again, he felt that the Crown Prince of the empire would not come to see him in a simple matter, so he listened to Vika.

His Highness said he wanted to confirm something.

What is it?

Its about your son.

my son?

Does it mean Chloe? Even recently, Chloe had caused trouble and her wife had been lying down. When he remembered it and frowned, Vika continued to talk, clearing his throat.

Yes. There is a lady in the empire that looks exactly like your son. I cant guarantee that I can only confirm it with a portrait, but its very similar to the face painted on that portrait anyway.

What do you mean?

You should check her face once, but His Highness said, Didnt his son have his descendant right in the empire?

At the words, the Marquis of Piast frowned even more.

Chloe? Did he get his offspring in the empire? What a ridiculous nonsense! Why cant I hand my title to him? Thinking again, even though he knew it sounded ridiculous, he couldnt help but recall the name that Vika had mentioned. It was because nothing more could be done for his son.

I didnt say Chloe was my son in the first place What does the Crown Prince know?

He had been surprised at a moment and exchanged a few words, but in the end, it had sounded ridiculous and he had finished the conversation. How did he know about Chloe and claim that he had a child? Nevertheless, his mouth tickled because he wanted to turn the carriage.

He kept thinking about Vikas words that there was nothing to lose with his confirmation. If he only confirmed as he said, it was not a loss. He didnt think it was possible, but if the lady was Chloes child, as Vika had said, the woman his son had missed so much would be there with the lady. And if it was true, she would be his granddaughter.

Is it better to turn the wagon too?

Looking out the window, the carriage was already approaching his quarters. He felt the speed slowing. Of course, if it stopped, it was reversible, but he was impatient.

Isnt that the king Lohan told everything to the Crown Prince?

It was possible. For convenience, he had told Lohan about his private matter. Nothing was as insignificant as to doubt his lord, but it wasnt Lohan, but the previous King of Croa, who had promised to keep the secrets of Chloe and Violet. Therefore, he was not in a position to regret if Lohan had spoken the secret. Of course, he was not so easy to uncover his secret, but it was one of the possibilities.

Were here.

While so worried about his complex feelings, the carriage stopped and the voice of the driver was heard from the outside. The driver had been employed directly in the empire, but now it was a somewhat familiar voice.

He was hired for a short period of time without revealing his identity, but the driver was a competent person who responded intimately without compromising his status and force in the Marquis of Piast. Even if it wasnt the report of the driver, the Marquis could see that he had arrived in a view out of the window, but could not get off.

Were here.

When he had no answer and no signs, the driver again announced the arrival. After sitting for a while, he decided that it would be a good idea to check it.

Im sorry, but theres a place to go.

Yes. Please speak.

As the driver replied casually, the Marquis of Piast hesitated a bit and then told the destination.

Go to the mansion of Count Layers.

Yes, sir.

The Marquiss instruction made a busy footstep, and the carriage soon set off for a new destination.

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Mr. Vika. Mr. Piast came to see you. What should I do?

Piast?

The Marquis of Piast? He was just waiting for him, so Vika was pleased and ordered his servant to let him come in. He had informed the Crown Prince that the Marquis had secretly visited the empire, and he had been urged to confirm the truth. The Crown Prince had had an urgent face.

I confirmed it through the portrait, but I want to make sure through blood. If it turns out to be true, I wonder how those who have ignored her will change.

Vika, who recalled the words of the Crown Prince, was also curious about the changes of others. Even though she had great ability, they still neglected her as they mentioned about her origin.

It wasnt just that he was fond of Aria and wanted them to regret and change their attitude. He simply wanted to consume the dual attitude of the nobility as entertainment. The daughter of a vulgar prostitute was found out that she was the blood of the Marquis family. Is there anything more interesting than this? Soon afterward, Vika greeted the Marquis with a very happy face, who was coming into his mansion.

I havent seen you in a long time, Marquis Piast. Did you find her?

Knowing that the Marquis came to him because he couldnt find her, Vika archly greeted the Marquis. It was similar to a scorn that he should have listened to him seriously from the beginning. It was the Marquis that was a little uncomfortable, but he answered without saying a complaint as he himself was sorry.

No, unfortunately, I didnt find her. So I came to you. Wasnt the conversation we talked about quite interesting?

Even after looking for her in the capital for a long time, he could not find the shadow of the woman Chloe had been looking for, and he hurried to the point. Vika also wanted to make a satisfactory report to the Crown Prince, so he no longer found fault with his remark and answered straight away.

Would you like to go check her face?

If possible, right now.

Good. Its easy. Its a matter of saying that I come to see the Count who is lying down.

And meanwhile, it meant checking her face. It was the least cumbersome and easy way to check her face. he didnt know if the Marquis had a good idea, but the Marquiss face brightened a little.

Wed better leave right now. Before the sun goes down.

I will.

Both Vika and the Marquis were in a hurry, so they didnt delay and went straight to the mansion of Count Roscent. There was nothing good to move separately, so the Marquis returned his carriage to the lodge and accompanied him in Vikas carriage.

Not too far, but the road seemed to be far away. As a result, the Marquis was nervous and his lips were dry, and he could not say anything. So quietly and quickly, they reached the mansion of Count Roscent, and Cain, busy with his business, had not yet returned home. The mansion was rather noisy because of the soldiers from Croa, and the Countess welcomed them in an elegant manner.

What brings you here?

I was anxious about the Count. Im sorry for the late time.

No. By the way, who is this?

Oh, he is my acquaintance from far away. We visited together because he had been favored by the Count in the past.

Oh, really? My husband seems to have piled virtue in many ways. Nice to meet you.

The Countess greeted the Marquis of Piast with the bright smile in a courtesy.

He may not remember me because it was very gracious for a moment, but Ive been worried and visit. Forgive my rudeness.

Its not rude. He cant move freely, so he just waits for someone to visit.

The Marquis glanced over the face of the Countess in detail, as she answered.

Blonde hair, green eyes, and a beauty. She was consistent with the appearance his son had always had in his mouth. It had been difficult for Chloe to identify exactly because he had no talent for painting, but the rumor was that she was a former prostitute. It was quite possible that she was the woman Chloe had been looking for.

He is in the room. Unfortunately, his legs dont move at all, so he cant come out. How poor he is.

To explain her husbands unfortunate condition, the Countess, who had spoken out a rather unscrupulous sentiment as if talking about someone elses, led Vika and the Marquis to the Counts room. There, Vika and the Marquis, who saw the state of the Count in bed, swallowed a shocked breath.