Let me bring out my diary.
I flopped on my bed and started making a whole plan. There is only one month before Countess d'Esneux's party. Now, the biggest problem is the dress. I need to find an attire which would showcase me as a Saint. I am both an adopted child and a daughter of a mere Baron. In the society scale, Baron comes at the Lowermost position. Sigh, But it's still better than a commoner.
Let's go for shopping tomorrow. I also need to go to the information guild. It's been so many years.... I need to know about my dear one's whereabouts.
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Being an adopted daughter of a noble does not make you an actual noble.
This bittersweet truth came to light when Elsia visited madam Frostwood's
designer clothing shop.
' Huh ! These humans are really pissing me off. The people who came after me, went back to their homes after shopping, a long time ago. ' Elsia could no more resist and with a forced smile she asked the attendant, " For how long will I have to wait? "
She relied with a smirk, " Who knows? "
' Argh... They are really trying to humiliate me. I can't even use my power here, there will be too many evidences. Thankfully, I did not come with Lisa. Let's go to the information guild first. '
Elsia was wearing a pastel shade pink coloured gown with rose embroidered. Her wavy dark black hair with a hue of blue and blue-grey eyes were complimenting her dress. Her lips resembled newly blossomed rose while her waist, a tender deer. Her beauty looked like mythical , and why won't be? She was the descendant of a mermaid and a siren. Beauty was in her blood.
When she came near the information guild a strong dark vibes was oozing out from it. It was filled with mercenaries who had a rough and tough appearance. When she entered into that place, she was like a little rabbit in an ambush of tigers . Elsia was just fifteen years old, this was expected.
The bald man who was at the reception, twitched his eyebrows at and said, " Hey you little girl, have you lost your way? This is not a place for kids to come and play. "
She quickly slammed five pouches of gold on the desk. [ She was really pissed. ]
Baldy : 😎👍 Come inside.
The power of money bitch! $$
When she entered the room meant for VIPs, she saw a man with silky black hair and deep lower cheek bones, reading news paper on the couch.
She slowly came forward and sat beside him. ' With that attire, I do not think he is a noble. He must be some kind of man working here. He did not even glanced at me... Whatever! '
To tell you the truth, he was actually stealing glances during his act of reading the newspaper.
Soon a man came with long red hair wearing a purple robe made out of mulberry silk. He was wearing a spectacles with only one glass and a long gold chain. His features were sharp. He seemed be in his late twenties. With his sharp gaze he took a quick glance on her and with coughing a bit he said, " Nice to meet you milady. My name is George. I am the owner of this guild. "
" I am Elsia de Ros. "
" I did not know Baron had became this rich to give five pouches of gold coins to his daughter. "
Elsia just smiled. ' Like hell I will tell you the orginal source of this money. These people must be astonished if they get to know that these money were actually stolen by sisters by wrecking ships. Well.. In that case, I can be a sugar mommy.'
' Jesus why is this lady giving such a evil smirk ' " Milady, now can you tell me the purpose for your arrival? "
" Lend me a pen and paper. "
She then wrote five names on it.
"I want detailed informations about them. Of course I will pay you more once you give me their whereabouts. Remember not to miss any thing - from who they are meeting to their business profits and loss. "
After reading the names he gasped. " You also want Duke Frostwood's whereabouts? "
Upon hearing his name that man who was sitting beside her flinched. He put that newspaper aside and said, " He is a very cunning man. What business do you have with him?
" You see... That's a bit personal. " Flashes of memories started coming into her mind.
She tried to rush out from there but was intervened by that boy. "It seems to raining right now. Take this umbrella with you. "
" What is your name? "
" .... Eugene. "
" Thank you for your kind gesture but I do not need this. " ,she said it with a smile on her face.
That day the rain got mixed with her tears.
" There seemed to be deep agony behind that smile of hers. ", said Eugene.
" - What? " , replied George with utter confusion.
" Nevermind. "