"Lord Zoemi!"
"H-hello..."
The devilishly handsome black-haired boy was let into the Victureo's mansion and everything would be in order, if not for the one surprising fact...
...every single servant seems to recognize him at the first glace and get overjoyed at the mere sight of him...
This was... extremely unexpected to say the least...
If anything, considering the history between Zoemi and the Victureo family – with the exception of Ehmi – shouldn't they all be even a little bit apprehensive towards him?
It wasn't as if they were bad people, but as it often was with the aristocrat, they would often tend to push the blame on others.
Hence, Zoemi was sure that the servants who would try to appease their masters would be cold and distant towards him as he was actually the reason that Victure and Espine families would stop interacting with each other.
But, no.
That expectation he had been thoroughly foiled.
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