How to Tame My Beastly Husband 88

Chapter 88

Comforted by Annette, tempered by her rich experience her, Celestine was able to calm her down quickly.Rather, she seemed to have helped by pulling out her tears, and her expression her looked clearer than before Celestine brushed her hair shyly and opened her mouth.

She said, “You look ugly. Sorry.”

“It's okay.Because she was not ugly at all.”

Ugh Celestine, who suffered another heart attack at Annette's affectionate words her, her frowned She decided to get down to business in order to get rid of this unknown impression of her Celestine, who struggled to return to her poker face her, opened her mouth hard.

“To be honest, she wants to be the Crown Princess. For our dying family, and for the sake of our happy parents. It may not be a great position for Bayern, but it is a miracle for me right now.”

Annette, who could understand her Celestine's side of her her, nodded her head. In fact, even in the eyes of Bayern, the Crown Princess was a pretty attractive position. So it must be that her father her, Ala Mand, had educated Annette so harshly from an early age. Receiving Annette's understanding of her her, Celestine, who had received her young eyes her, bit her lip and said resolutely:

“But not in this way. It may sound silly, but I want to decide my future. No matter how great a person I am, I don't think I have the right to wield my life as I please. How much more so to bring someone down and become a puppet to stand in their place! I hate that kind of thing!!”

After her words her, Celestine lifted her chin. At first glance, it was a stubborn expression, but Annette could feel her Celestine's pride behind it. Her remarks were so nice that I felt sorry for suspecting her of being behind her kidnapping her. Deeply admiring, agreed with a slight bow of her head.

“Right. A puppet doesn't suit you. Lady Celestine, you deserve more than that.”

“Hmm! I, stop making embarrassing noises. Anyway, the reason I called you today was to talk frankly like this. And…… There are things I want to show you.”

What do you want to show? Annette looked at Celestine's suddenly serious face with puzzled eyes.There was a different reason why Celestine secretly brought Annette into the annex today.Of course, it was also to avoid the eyes of her family her, but more than that, she had something to show annette.

Celestine rose from her seat and pushed the carpet with her foot.The carpets that once belonged to the Keers granular had been crumpled in half.And beneath it, a secret door to the stairs leading down to the basement appeared.

“Follow me. Watch your feet.”

Celestine nodded softly, then turned around and went down her steps first. Left behind, Annette looked at the door, blinking his eyes at her. I don't know what's down there, but I feel like I must see it. Annette, who Tightly wrapped her gloved hand her, took his step away slowly.

As he descended the dark stairs, he saw a rather thick door. It was usually a door made for soundproofing. It was also a must-have door for aristocratic families with a fairly long history. Revealing a man chained inside. Seeing the unexpected scenery, Annette narrowed his eyes and examined the man's face in her.

'Ivan… ? No. Then who is it?'

At first, he thought it was Ivan, his coachman and the instigator of the kidnapping.His identity, His was actually Ben March, Rafel's paternal uncle.

Annette knelt down and looked at the man tied to the rope. But no matter how many times he looked, he was still a stranger. Celestine stepped in front of him and kicked the man awake with unstoppable footwork.

“Suck!!”

The man who had been kicked around the shoulder made a choking noise and came to his senses. His sparkling eyes His, startled, wandered this way. It was a look of fear, as if they were vicious witches and sisters from folktales. Celestine crossed her arms and looked down at the man with a haughty expression.

“It looks very comfortable, doesn't it? I mean, get a good night's sleep.”

“No, no. Miss. Please, just live.”

The man bowed his head servilely with a contorted face.With his arms tied behind his back his his, he almost fell to the floor, but luckily he escaped.Celestine, with an expressionless face as if wondering when she had cried, Nodded her head and instructed the man.

“Now, introduce yourself to the guests.”

The man looked up at Annette with eyes that didn't know what the hell was going on.His face His looked very confused.It was the same with Annette.She wondered who the hell this man was and why Celestine was presenting him to her The man who had been rolling his eyes awkwardly opened his mouth at Celestine's silent urging her.

“Soin… My name is Jacques, miss. I am an ordinary dealer working at the 77th Street Lucky Casino in Vasetti.”

“A casino dealer?”

After listening to Jacques' words, Annette pondered deeply. The capital of Delta was divided into high-end streets used by nobles and other districts quite strictly. Among them, the Bassetti district was mainly used by the lower nobility and the bourgeoisie. There was a casino there, but it had no connection with Annette.

However, after listening to Zach's introduction, there was one corner that I noticed. Annette looked down at Jacques, who was a casino dealer. Sure enough, Celestine urged him in a calm tone.

“Why are you forgetting the most important thing? I need to tell my guest about your special friendship.”

Celestine's form of longing for Zach looked quite skillful. Seeing this, Annette thought in her heart that she would make a pretty decent princess. Dealing with subordinates was also one of the key qualities of the ruling class. Zach, weighed down by Celestine's prestige his , opened his mouth in a rejected voice.

“I worked as a casino dealer for 25 years. As you know, gambling is highly addictive, and once addicted to it, they cannot stop even if they pour everything into it. So, there are bound to be a lot of regular customers. There are many addicts who have been watching for 10 or 20 years, not just regular customers. Among them…… There was also a guest named Ben March.”

Again, it was as expected. When Rafel also mentioned Ben March before, he had said that he was a great man who would drown in a gambling den. Annette was worried that Celestine might find out that 'that' Ivan was Raffel's uncle.

Currently, no one in the social world knew about Rafel's maternal side of him. Rafel's real mother was floating around in the social world.

Fortunately, Celestine didn't seem to know about Ben March's blood relationship with Rafel. She could tell just by listening to what she had to say about her now.

“Oh, Lady Annette. For reference, the 'Ben March' the author is talking about is Ivan, your coachman. He probably took a job as your coachman under an assumed name. He's like a cunning rat.”

Annette laughed awkwardly after hearing what she already knew well from Celestine's lips of hers What would she look like if she told her that Ben March, who she now cursed at, was her out-of-town her uncle her?

In any case, it was fortunate that Celestine thought of Ben March as just a coachman. Considering Rafel's position, it was even more so. Annette, relieved by this, focused again on what Jacques was saying.

“Ben March has been a consistent face in the gambling house from the beginning, but he wasn't a big deal. If you had to divide the class, would it have been on the same level as the stingy bourgeois? Oh, of course , I'm talking about the amount of money you throw at the gambling house.”

“Right. So what do you mean?”

“But it was several years ago. The amount of money Ben spends at the gambling house has increased dramatically. He was a level of use that almost surpassed the lower nobles. Because of this, the guys who smelled the money froze to try to find out the source, but Ben was not easy. After all, he was a winner in a gambling house anyway. He was cunning and got away with it.”

At first, it started because of Celestine's pressure on her, but Zach seemed to be talkative by nature. He twitched his eyebrows and smiled quite slyly, and before he knew it, he was excited and continued to speak voluntarily.

“But Ben ended up being his own dealer his, so his mouth his was light. You ladies probably don't know, but gambling addicts usually want to have a word with the dealer. , The dealer will unlock the so-called 'secrets of game manipulation'. But it's a no-brainer. Confidentiality clauses in gambling halls are very strict, and the dealer is not even worth it if you break them. Probably the probability of being found as a body with organs protruding from a back alley…….”

“Stop, stop! There are too many useless noises. Don't get lost in the middle and talk about the main topic!”

Eventually, Celestine, feeling the limit of her patience her, furrowed her brows and applied the pressure. Zach, who had kicked him in the knee, twisted his body her and sighed. The acting form was quite plausible, but there was no one to Look at his situation here. Realizing this, Zach explained in a hushed voice.

“Anyway, it was one day when Ben March was drunk. He was happy because he had won quite a bit of money on the gamble that day. I was right next to him, assisting him with the game and matching his mood. An action aimed at getting a tip. But Ben told me a secret, saying that only I would know what his change of heart was that day.”

Zach stopped talking at an important point and smiled with a smug face. He seemed to be in a good mood at the thought of revealing a huge secret.