The Wicked Wife's Dark History Keeps Coming Back To Haunt Her - Chapter 277
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At the time when the largest charity party in the eastern region of the Nesman Empire was being held.
A tea party was in full swing inside the greenhouse of the Nord ducal residence.
āā¦House Lambertās party is on such a large scale. Personally, I much prefer cozy and relaxed gatherings like this rather than crowded places.ā
āItās true that places with too many people are noisy and exhausting, like a marketplace. In that sense, I really think I made the right choice coming here.ā
Not every noble preferred large parties.
Although the eastern charity event was a good opportunity to build connections, there were also those who avoided such gatherings.
For example, people who deeply disliked donating for the sake of commoners, or those whose finances were not very comfortable.
Especially at charity auctions, one inevitably had to spend excessive money to maintain appearances.
Because the only way to know how much someone supported the cause was through their participation in the auction.
Most of those who accepted Rebeccaās invitation belonged to the latter group.
Winter was a difficult season for both nobles and commoners, so they couldnāt afford to waste money.
In other words, they were consoling themselves.
If someone asked why they didnāt attend, they would probably say it was for health reasons.
āHonestly, is there any reason to travel all the way to the distant eastern region in this weather? Duchess Nord will soon be hosting a meaningful event anyway.ā
āIām really looking forward to it. And you said the venue will be the Conwell Gallery, didnāt you?ā
At the sweet flattery of the noblewomen, Rebeccaās lips curved into a smile.
It was true that her reputation had faded somewhat compared to before.
But could it really compare to the former Duchess Bayern?
On the day House Lambertās charity party was being held, the fact that there were noblewomen who responded to her invitation said enough.
At the very least, her situation was far more hopeful than that of Nina Bayern in the past.
Rebecca lowered her eyes halfway, pretending to feel shy as she spoke.
āPlease donāt expect too much. Iām worried I might not meet everyoneās expectations.ā
At her humble remark, the noblewomen playfully scolded her.
āOh my, too much humility can be poison, too. Do you know how difficult it is to reserve Count Conwellās gallery?ā
āLook at me. I tried for three years just to reserve it once, and in the end I got tired and gave up.ā
Rebecca took a sip of tea and smiled faintly.
The world loved an unfortunate hero.
A left-handed painter who succeeded despite adversity.
She planned to hold Emilās solo exhibition at that very place, the gallery that House Bayern had reserved.
āIn that sense, Iām truly so envious of Duchess Nord. That child, you said heās sixteen?ā
Rebecca nodded with a gentle smile.
āHeās truly a terrifying talent. If he captivated Count Conwell at that age, thereās no need to say more. Iām really curious how far he will grow in the future.ā
Rebecca was also looking forward to it.
Not so much how far Emilās talent would grow, but rather how much money it would bring.
She expected that he would become even more famous than Henry.
Even now, she had heard that Emilās name was quietly spreading among painting collectors.
Emil would be the youngest painter ever to hold an exhibition at the Conwell Gallery, so wouldnāt each of his paintings carry enormous value?
āIf the proceeds from the sales are donated entirely to the Delphinium Foundationā¦ā
Her emerald eyes darkened with greed.
After all, the Delphinium Foundation belonged to her maternal grandfather.
āThat money will eventually return to my pocket anyway, but who would know that.ā
Honor and wealth.
She would catch both rabbits with one hand.
āStill, if thereās one thing that bothers meā¦ā
She hadnāt yet received confirmation of the reservation date from Count Conwell.
āā¦Nothing will happen.ā
Count Conwell had coveted Emilās paintings so much.
And she had heard that he was extremely satisfied after receiving one, so a reply would probably come soon.
Rebecca lightly bit her lip and frowned.
āBut when exactly will the guardianship trial begin?ā
