aerie
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Translator: Yonnee __ “How did things end up like this? I just wanted to protect my family. “Focus, Adeline.” “Haah…!” As if not allowing even a moment of thought, the man tenderly whispering climbed over Adeline’s body. The man, with a gentle tone and a beautiful face, seemed the perfect embodiment of the phrase ‘handsome young man’. However, the manhood greedily burrowing into the tightly stretched flesh was, in stark contrast to his beautiful face,…- 186.5 K • Ongoing
- At Cayden’s next words, Adeline’s expression instantly turned cold. “…Pardon? What do you mean by that?” It was clear from his deliberately subdued tone alone that this time he wasn’t jesting. As her face stiffened, Cayden let out a short sigh. “I suppose I’ll have to be direct. Don’t marry Milleinberg, Adeline Zeller.” “What… is your reason? I find it difficult to understand.” “I don’t want you to end up like my father. That’s all.” By father, he meant…
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- ‘He had been born with every disadvantage imaginable.’ The second prince, Cayden, had inherited Emperor Albert’s fiery red hair, along with his combative, high-spirited nature and keen political astuteness. But when he was only four years old, Melia, weakened beyond recovery, succumbed to illness and passed from this world. His father, Emperor Albert, gave his attention solely to the empress and the first prince, Fabian. As for his mother’s family, the one that should have stood as his…
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- When she lifted her head, she saw a man with fiery crimson hair approaching, two glasses in hand. His face was one she knew well, and Adeline’s eyes widened in recognition. “Prince Cayden?” “Haha, I’ve told you to just call me Cayden.” The man, smiling with easy charm, was none other than Cayden Crawford. He was the second prince of the Crawford Empire. “Since your partner seems to have stepped away, shall we talk for a moment?” He was also the man her father, Diego,…
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- Jack agreed to Adeline’s request without hesitation. After all, as he himself had noted, there was nothing for him to lose. If anything, he stood to gain twice the auction price from the Barretts, so he had no reason to refuse. ‘I don’t know what Jack said to send Sophia to me.’ Her part was simply to make the request. From that point on, everything was in Jack’s hands, so Adeline had no way of knowing exactly how events unfolded. But what was certain was that he had fulfilled her…
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- Now, looking back, she realized how right Sophia had been. ‘Sophia Barrett’s words were true.’ Information was wealth. Take Jack, for example. His immense fortune ultimately stemmed from his ability to acquire investment information before anyone else. ‘If only I’d had more information myself, I wouldn’t have been left so powerless.’ The thought left a faint bitterness in her mouth, but it was enough that she understood it now. So, after agreeing to attend the imperial ball as…
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- In truth, this was the very reason Adeline had accepted Millein’s invitation to the imperial ball. She had come here for two reasons. ‘First, to understand why Millein had proposed to me.’ And second… ‘To learn what she didn’t yet know about the man named Millein.’ Ever since learning that he was the mastermind behind the fall of House Zeller, Adeline’s thoughts—since the moment she returned to the past—had been occupied above all else by Millein himself. Of all the…
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- The meaning behind his words was almost brazen in its clarity. For reasons she couldn’t quite name, Adeline didn’t push him away. Instead, she simply gazed up at him, her eyes clear and searching. After a brief, weighted silence, she finally spoke. “Millein, then—” “Oh my, who do we have here?” A sharp, unfamiliar voice cut abruptly through the moment. The voice belonged to a young woman who wore her short, dirty-blonde hair in bold waves. She was no stranger to either Millein or…
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- To be precise, his gaze lingered on the high neckline of her dress, which wrapped gracefully around her throat, leaving not a hint of skin exposed. Of course, given that it hadn’t been long since she mourned her father’s passing, such modest attire was seen as a virtue, a mark of respect. Others might assume Adeline’s choice of so reserved a gown was simply an expression of mourning, but Millein alone understood the true reason. ‘…Jack Hatzfeld.’ Even the name, when turned over in his…
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- Of course, Adeline couldn't possibly have failed to notice the change in Carlisle’s demeanor. “…Is that so? All right, you may go now.” They lived under the same mansion, and Carlisle was the butler. What sense was there in avoiding her so earnestly? Still, she decided she would respect his wishes. Well, she supposed she was curious just how long he intended to hide the sky with the palm of his hand. ‘If I press him too hard, it might only backfire.’ Even tea leaves need time to…
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