Chapter 78 - 77

[Sierra Solers]

[Trait: Lady]

[Personality: Perfectionism, Moderation, Intellect]

[Favorability: 100(46)/100]

[The appropriate favorability Max is 100.]

"I don’t know why you had to cause such a fuss."

"... I-I’m sorry, Miss."

"No, there’s no need for you to apologize, Bradley. It’s the Princess, of all people. It must have been hard to refuse."

The Solers mansion was so large that you had to drive for more than 10 minutes after passing through the main gate.

The road was also like a very winding maze, making it difficult to guess the direction even when looking out the window.

It was as if it revealed the political and calculated inner workings of the Solers family, Sophie thought.

Finally, the group entered an oriental-style mansion surrounded by walls.

Sierra stood on the high floor and greeted them.

She didn’t even tell the guests, including the Princess and the bodyguards, to come up.

She must know that it’s clearly against etiquette.

"What are you going to do, Gilmon?"

Sierra asked, smiling at the man standing next to her.

There was an annoyingly confident look in that smile.

Sophie felt her heart pounding.

Gilmon Salazar is right there.

He never once made eye contact with Sophie.

Gilmon, why didn’t you reply?

She wanted to ask that, but she was afraid.

Afraid that he would say he wouldn’t come back to her.

"... I’ve already been a burden, so I’ll go home."

"Gilmon!"

Sophie was so happy that she shouted.

Everyone’s attention was focused on her, and her face was burning, but she didn’t care.

Gilmon said he’s coming home!

"....."

But he didn’t look at Sophie.

Sophie’s heart sank in an instant.

Is he still angry?

"... It’s a shame, but it can’t be helped."

Sierra shrugged.

But she didn’t seem to have any regrets.

"I don’t think of it as a burden, though. How many... days has it been already?"

"Ah, yes. Miss. It’s been 6 days since Gilmon visited."

"... It’s only been that long?"

Sierra tilted her head.

"I don’t want to let you go since it hasn’t even been a week."

Sierra said mischievously.

It was a soliloquy, but for some reason, it felt like she was sniping at Aisha.

Aisha was also trembling, probably thinking the same thing.

She clearly didn’t like having to look up at Sierra from earlier.

As a Princess, she had always looked down on people.

"Haa... It was a very enjoyable time. Right, Gilmon? So much so that I’ll never forget those moments..."

"Yeah..."

Sierra leaned her face against Gilmon’s chest.

The Princess was shocked at the sight, Livia clenched her fists, and even the butler Bradley rubbed his eyes.

He had never seen Sierra act so charming to a man.

Not even at the Academy, nor even the butler who had served her closely.

"It’s a shame to say goodbye, but we have a promise. Right? I’m holding back so much right now. You know?"

"Yeah... Don’t worry. But the place is..."

"Of course, of course."

The two of them were talking about something only they knew.

For some reason, Sophie found it hard to bear.

She decided that she would definitely grill him when she got home later.

Gilmon wouldn’t hide anything from her.

Right now, he’s surrounded by women he’s afraid of, so he can’t help it.

"... Then goodbye. I won’t bother seeing you off?"

"..."

Sierra turned around and went inside.

The Princess seemed to have lost her words at her rudeness.

Sophie had no knowledge or interest in high-class social life, but she could still tell that this was an abnormal situation.

"Gilmon, let’s go home..."

"... Gilmon, I’ve prepared a limousine. So...!"

As soon as Gilmon came down from the high oriental floor, the two women shouted.

Aisha glared at Sophie.

How dare she.

Sophie didn’t like her either.

Gilmon said he was going home, not with the Princess.

Still... he’ll go with me, right.

Sophie was inwardly certain.

Gilmon is uncomfortable with women.

That’s what the nurse Siri said, and Gilmon even cursed at the Princess.

She was very embarrassed at the time, but she understands now.

Gilmon hates Aisha that much.

So he won’t follow her.

He wouldn’t even want to be in the same car.

"Gilmon, Sophie and I have something to talk about. In exchange for the help, Gilmon will spend time with me."

"... Wait a minute!"

Sophie shouted in embarrassment at the Princess’s words.

"If you just say it like that!"

What will Gilmon think?

No, what kind of Princess has so little patience?

She was going to talk about it separately later!

Since Sophie came here, Gilmon looked at her for the first time.

But that look was not kind at all.

He’s not angry, but he’s not friendly either.

At least, it’s not the kind expression he makes when he eats with Phonia on the weekends.

"... Is that true?"

"Ah, no. Gilmon, that’s... because it seemed like you were being held captive by Sierra..."

"... Sophie, do commoners break promises so easily?"

Aisha came right up to Sophie’s nose and pointed her finger.

I realized it again, but the Princess was wearing a rather low-cut dress.

Gilmon, who was standing on the floor, must have seen that valley quite deeply, right?

Is the Princess originally such a vulgar woman?

"... Gilmon, I heard it too. Sophie definitely promised us. If you help us with this, Gilmon will spend one day of the weekend at the Imperial Palace."

"....."

"No, Gilmon!"

Gilmon swept back his hair and sighed.

"... Let’s go."

He said to the Princess.

After that, he never looked at Sophie again.

’Ahh...’

Sophie was stunned beyond speechless.

She felt like crying.

How did this happen?

Trading Gilmon like he’s an object.

This kind of thing is happening in a situation where there’s a precedent.

She also felt sorry for Phonia.

What if he hates Phonia because of her?

Gilmon left the Solers family in the limousine with the Princess and the Head of Security.

Sophie, who was left alone, got into her Spark.

Before leaving, she had her head buried in the steering wheel for a long time.

The honking of the horn continued for a long time.