A Con Artist But That's Okay - Chapter 7
She is by no means an easy woman.
Edgar immediately became wary of what she was going to say after receiving all the money.
“I don’t know what you’ve found that’s not to your liking, Young Lady, but the deal’s over.”
“Maybe it’s time to make a new deal.”
The next moment, the young lady reached into her coat. Edgar waited with growing caution as he watched the lady’s movements.
In Seyzel’s pocket was her father’s watch, which she had received back from her uncle.
For a person now living her second life, having excellent eyesight was a must. She would seize every opportunity that presented itself.
She shrugged, looking at Edgar’s cracked pocket watch.
“I think it’s time to change that.”
The following day, the atmosphere at Baron Fersen’s breakfast table was graver than usual.
The Baron, who had not touched the food in front of him, was overtaken by a wave of nervousness that he crinkled his napkin.
“Aelin must have brought that girl the tea, so why hasn’t there been any news until now?”
“Maybe she’s sleeping?”
“Anyway, what kind of kid is she! All she does is eat and sleep!”
He raised his voice for no reason, his agitation getting the better of him.
There is still time left to contact you, but it is too late for her to escape.
The baroness, having thought of how their plan was falling into place, calmed down.
She hid her yawn with a glass of water.
“What are you so worried about? Anyway, the property will come rolling in on its own, why worry now?”
“You’re saying this because you don’t know what I know, the look in that girl’s eyes yesterday…”
“You should leave my father’s watch behind.”
Last night, the baron flinched subconsciously when he met Seyzel’s elegant yet strong eyes.
The emerald transparent eyes were the same as always, but something seemed to flash within them for a moment. It’s like something you’d see in a convict awaiting their trail.
“Hmph, that can’t be possible!”
To such an innocent thing… Having the eyes of a criminal? Ha!
The Baron felt thirsty and gulped down water.
It’s not that I don’t know Seyzel’s temperament, but my pride was hurt by the fact that I had been restless all this time.
Since birth, I have never taken my eyes off my brother’s good fortune.
He was the one who was most happy watching the child grow up to be good and honest as her father wanted.
If that girl had been smarter, I would have been in big trouble.
“You go around and recite morals from 100 years ago, so you can make a fool out of yourself.”
“She was mesmerized throughout the funeral. Then, she probably tried to do something about what she lacked. What does she know, can she know what we have planned? A silly girl like her should be waiting for her demise.”
When his wife helped him ease his worries with words of comfort, the Baron felt a little more relieved and slowly unfolded his napkin.
Little by little, his appetite returned as he thought about the possessions he would soon have for himself after getting rid of his naive niece who was of no use to him other than being pretty.
“We have to hurry. They won’t wait forever either.”
“I know, right, just looking at their ruthless eyes made me shiver. No matter how much money you need, you have to deal with thousands of things.”
They are just as lacking as Seyzel.
“I’m willing to give you thirty gold bars for a useless piece of land.”
I heard there are a lot of idiots in the capital who are full of money. It seems to be true. Anyway, just thinking about it makes me ecstatic.
Thirty gold bars.
“With that money, I would be treated well wherever you go, right? No, should I start by fitting a dress right away?”
The Baroness smiled happily, narrowing her eyes as she could already picture the dress and jewels in front of her.
For the sake of being an aristocrat, I tried to pretend to be as sane as possible, but I was sick and tired of the enormous gambling debt that my husband had to repay right away.
“I’ll ask Aelin to try and give it to that girl again.
“The pharmacist said that if you drink just one cup, even quite a demonic beast will be defeated. I guess I wasn’t scammed, right?”
“Who knows, she might even have a demonic beast in her body.”
“Who? Seyzel? Hahaha!”
The Baroness burst into laughter, forgetting that she was in front of her children.
It would be too much to say that she was simply enjoying a funny joke as there are even tears in the corners of her eyes.
“Is it possible that Seyzel would notice our scheme?”
“Of course not. You should expect what you want from a father and daughter who have become very hard-headed for generations to have more awareness.”
“Didn’t he give away this land and that land for free because he liked the people?”
“Well, it was good for me. His sympathy has given me all that I desire.”
The Baron’s smooth words gradually became rough, like that of a barbarian.
“Tell that maid, Aelin, to try one more day of tea, or else.”
“It’s not like you have to defeat the kid to get her fortune from her.”
“Sure. If we cry in front of that idiot and mention that we’re her family, she would probably offer up her entire fortune to us.”
“Just like your dead brother.”
“Ha! What kind of brother was he?! Anyway, now is the time to reach out and ask for help from that naive girl…”
The Baron looked fiercely at the entrance while holding the butter knife.
The master’s hasn’t even finished, I would like to see which ignorant servant dare come in!
However, as soon as he met the gaze of the other person, he immediately smiled with squinted, cheshire eyes.
“Aelin, you’re late. How long have I waited for some good news? Anyway, some people are so lazy these days that if you ask them to do something, it just takes up time.”
“Well… About what you said last night…”
“Done? Whether she falls or not, the result is the same.”
The baron clicked his tongue flippantly.
However, as soon as he saw the red envelope that Aelin had brought, he held out one hand and smiled.
His joy at his newfound riches blinded him as he missed the constant shake of the terrified maid as she handed him the envelope.
“It doesn’t look like it’s a key or document. It should be obvious, right? Hmm, I can just guess what her letter states. Ahem! Ahem! ‘Please, uncle, take care of everything on my behalf…’ Haha—”
The Baron’s expression changed as he looked over the contents with one hand while muttering unpleasantly.
Whoosh. Clang. Clang.
The knife in his hand fell roughly onto the table as he frantically grabbed the red envelope with both hands.
“Honey, what’s wrong? Seyzel wants you to come right away? Do you want me to go in your steed? Are you asking me to take care of everything?”
The greedy baron froze.
The growing terror in his heart enveloped him as he forgot to control his facial expressions and waved a hand at his excited wife to come and take a closer look at the envelope.
Did presbyopia come for me at this age?
[T/N: Long-sighted, in need of reading glasses.]
Actually, it is not something that is that long or worth reading, yes? It should have been a document to give me control of all decision making.
“…What does an eviction order mean?”
Standing in front of the mirror, Seyzel hummed and wrapped her hair neatly in a large towel.
It’s been less than a day since I went back in time, so needless to say, I’m tired.
I didn’t even know if I would wake up from this dream if I fell asleep, so I didn’t even sleep a wink last night. Imagine, I thought I’d been blessed to go back and fix my mistakes, only for me to wake up on the day of my execution.
Still, how many years has it been since my body was in such good condition?
To be exact, this is the first time I have laid down with both legs outstretched, relaxed, since I was imprisoned in the Saint-Plesia women’s prison.
There is no shady underground air, no slippery sphagnum moss, and no foul sewer smell.
The only thing I miss from those days is the bare legs of my cellmates who constantly climbed to my side.
“I’m sure they’ll be fine, yes?”
Stay well, then… Until I can find you again.
Seyzel pursed her dainty lips as if to reassure herself.
I, the weakest person in the prison, am alive and well, so I don’t think anything happened to those notorious criminals.
In particular, some of them are people who will survive until the end even if the world is destroyed and will be able to build golden palaces with other people’s gold teeth.
Yes, they should be fine.
“My Young Lady.”
“Yes, I’m going down!”
Seyzel jumped up at the sound of the servant’s footsteps pacing outside the door.
Well, I keep falling in love with past memories of my friends because it’s a good memory at the worst part of my life.
As she quickly approached and opened the door, a pale-faced servant faced her.
“Ah, lady… The master’s acquaintances and relatives are outside.”
“Oh my, you’re already here?”
They’re fast too.
As Seyzel brushed past the servant and headed toward the stairs, the servant’s blood drained from her face.
“Please stay inside, Young Lady. I’ll go and tell them that the lady will change her clothes first and come down.”
“What are you saying? I’m not even naked.”
This is enough to wear when dealing with those vultures.
Seyzel looked down at her nightgown and sighed.
When I was kicked out of this house before, I couldn’t even wear this properly. I was barely dressed when they had their fun throwing me out into the streets.
“Where are they?”
Now, there was no time for the servant to look at the master’s complexion and clothes as she guided her Young Lady.
The moment Seyzel reached the first floor and opened the front door, the noisy voices of those talking quieted down all at once.
“Seyzel! What is this? Hmm? No, firstly, it would be better to go in quickly and put on proper clothes before coming out.”
“I have something urgent to tell you, so hurry up and get ready to greet guests like a lady.”
“Is that necessary? It’s my house.”
The Baron was embarrassed at her retort and avoided Seyzel’s gaze.
Looking beyond her uncle. there were more than one person who followed behind Baron Fersen.
The nobles who had leased land from the Viscount, including her uncle’s family, crowded in and filled the entrance to the mansion.
Those who barged into someone else’s home without an appointment had one more thing in common.
“What on earth is this?”
Everyone was holding a red envelope in their fists.
“I need you to explain, Young Lady! What is this all about?”
“It’s written there, plain to see. It’s an eviction order.”
Her snark undertones were clear to those waiting in fury.
Can’t you read?
As she pointed out each item with her finger, the group bobbed their heads up and down like a flock of sparrows on a prison wall.
As Seyzel’s hand gestures continued, the chirping of the aggressive vultures gradually became louder.