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The Baby Raising A Devil (copy)

Three reincarnations. Fourth life. She is chosen to grow up as a Child of Fate; but when the real Child of Fate appears, she is sacrificed for that child. In the second life she is abused. In her third life she lived as a beggar. “This country is not safe. Let’s defect!” LeBlaine chooses to be re-born into a new family to defect. The family she choose is … a family of the future biggest villains in the Kingdom. “Let’s try to get along until the time of my exile!” is what she tried to do. But what happened…? “My daughter is the cutest IN THE WORLD!” “Give me that building, I can use it as my sister’s bathroom.” “Don’t worry, LeBlaine asked me not to hit you. Not to not kill you.” “WHO, WHO MADE MY SISTER CRY?!”

SoraWinter · Fantasi
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219 Chs

The Baby Raising a Devil Ch.104

TL: Zimming

"Really?"

When the woman nodded lightly, the Duchess of Vallua changed her expression.

"What are you talking about?"

The woman, who looked around the hall, whispered to the Duchess of Vallua.

"There is a lot to talk about."

"Okay."

The Duchess, who folded her fan, laughed loudly.

***

A week after that incident, I was in a better condition now.

Linda who was next to me laughed and asked.

"You're in a good mood today."

"Yes."

"Then would you like to take a walk in the garden?"

"No, I'll stay in my room."

My work was piled up. I need to check many documents from the top of hope and hear about Vallua from the chairman and Seria.

It is a golden opportunity to destroy Vallua's family, but I wasted a week already.

"Do you want some juice?"

"Yes!"

Linda told Laura to serve lemon ice tea, and Laura, who was skillful, quickly made the delicious iced tea.

I liked the sound of ice jingling in the glass.

I grabbed the straw and drank the ice tea.

"Our little miss really likes the drink."

My three maids looked at one of the maids of the estate and they were startled to see her casual action towards them.

Dubbled only selects the servants by their skills. Therefore, if they want to become a high-ranking servant, they also need to withstand the harsh power conflict among the family.

My three maids are a high-ranking servant which also had a job to serve VIP guests, so they seemed to have quite a lot of admirers, so they acted politely towards them.

Only Laura, the strongest of the estate's servants, stared happily at the three maids, who were shaking my hands and looking ecstatic.

Then Laura said,

"Oh dear."

"I've heard an interesting rumour recently. Did you hear about that?"

"Rumor?"

When I asked her, she nodded.

"The Duchess of Vallua was rumoured to fell in love with Sir Lane."

Linda asked,

"Sir Lane?"

"You mean Sir Lane the art dealer?"

"Yes."

"But why a Sir? Is he a knight?"

"No, it's a nickname among young people. Sir Lane is very popular! He's like the male version of Miss Javelin!"

I opened my eyes wide.

"There can't be another person in the world who's as wonderful as my aunt."

I could hear the sound of the door opening after I said that.

"Aunt!"

My aunt, who was holding a medicine bottle and candy in one hand, smiled and approached me.

"That's very sweet of you."

"Really?"

She sat on the sofa opposite of me then patted my head.

"By the way, aunt. What's that?"

When I looked at the medicine bottle and said that, my aunt put the medicine bottle and candy on the table.

"A digestive medicine. I'm afraid you ate too much again."

I usually eat more than other kids, but when I lose control, I eat several times more.

Two days ago, I had another upset stomach while eating alone.

The maids laughed and told me,

"That's okay. She only had three plates of meat today."

"Only three plates?"

My aunt put on a serious look.

"It's lesser than usual. Maybe she should see a doctor. Her appetite—"

"Huw?" (Huh?)

While my aunt was talking to the maids, I put two large candies in my mouth as my cheeks got plump, so my pronunciation isn't very clear.

"—I don't think so."

"...?"

My aunt smiled and stroked my head.

"Eating well is good. Children should eat well."

I was touched by my aunt and laughed as I saw Laura.

"The Duchess of Vallua fell in love with Sir Lane?"

"She didn't just fall in love. She completely fell in love with him. Even though the Duke of Vallua is very strict about the people she hang out with."

That's right.

The Vallua is a noble from the capital city. If someone's family's history was short, they wouldn't want to approach them.

It was also frightening that they chose who their

sons could hang out with.

Laura continued with her eyes shining as I nodded.

"Sir Lane is rumored to be a loan shark. Of course the Duke hated his wife hanging out with such a person, but the duke's wife didn't know that, ah…!"

The people in my room focused on Laura's words with curious faces.

"She ran away from home!"

"Th, the Duchess?"

The Duchess, who is very conscious about her reputation, ran away from home?

"...then where is the Duchess of Vallua now?"

I bet she doesn't have any money left.

"She's staying at Sir Lane's mansion."

Even my aunt burst out laughing.

"That's amazing. Sir Lane…. what kind of person is he?"

"People pointed fingers at the Duke of Vallua. Sir Lane helped their family with three million francs."

I shouted in fright.

"Three million?"

Three million francs for Vallua?

My face stiffened.

'Wait a minute, that means their problem is settled.'

Of course they can't solve it all, but it will last them a couple of months.

I hit my forehead.

'If I make a mistake, things will go wrong.'

***

The Duchess of Vallua groaned as she looked at the dress in front of the mirror. Sir Lane, who smiled at her asked,

"Don't you like it?"

The Duchess of Vallua hands out the dress to her servant.

"Melvin always makes dresses that fit my taste."

"Next time, I'd like to ask Sharon for your dress."

"...It would have been quite expensive to buy it."

When she looked at him, Sir Lane shrugged and leaned against the wall.

"It would not be a waste of money if I could get you some clothes for a beautiful lady. Oh, I've got some accessories for you."

As Sir Lane pulled the rope, a line of servants came in with luxurious boxes.

From necklaces with large diamonds hanging like grapes to beautiful ruby bracelets with vivid colors.

It was full of ultra-high-priced items that she had never dreamed of living seeing.

The Duchess of Vallua, whose face lights up with excitement, said while looking at the ornaments.

"I feel bad to only receive every time…"

"No, there has been rumours floating around because of me, so I'm sorry."

"What are you talking about? It's all my shameless husband's fault. You helped me instead…"

"Please tell my story to the Duke. I asked for a meeting the other day, but the Duke still doesn't seem to like me."

"Of course. There's no one as good as Sir Lane. I'm going to go home and tell my husband about it."

"I'll trust you, Duchess."

The Duchess smiled contentedly at the sight of Sir Lane, who gently raised the corners of his mouth.

At that time, someone came to see the Duchess.

"Duchess. Mrs. George is asking for a meeting."

"She came without telling me in advance. Very rude. Tell her I'm not feeling well."

Then Sir Lane who was leaning against the wall, said to the Duchess.

"How about meeting her?"

"But…"

It was obvious why Mrs. George followed her here.

The Duchess of Vallua had secretly asked her for money by spilling rumors of the device.

Mrs. George lent her money without her husband's knowledge, thinking that she would be able to receive interest once the sales began.

However, it failed, so the impatient Mrs. George yelled at her to pay back the money whenever they met.

"If it's money, I'll take care of it."

"For me?"

"It wouldn't be a waste if I could help the Duke of Vallua. I'll give them notice that I'll pay back the money in a few days."

"…oh my god."

The Duchess' eyes were filled with emotion.

"Don't worry about it. Our enemy is the same."

"That's right, the fake child."

The Duchess of Vallua bit her lips tight. Sir Lane whispered in a gentle voice.

"While you're meeting Mrs. George, tell me what happened."

"Yes…"

To the Duchess, Sir Lane was like a gift from heaven.

Just being on Sir Lane's side, her difficulties were solved in a flash, all kinds of luxurious things could be enjoyed, and even the Duke of Vallua was afraid of him.

As a result, she relied on Sir Lane for everything.

Everything moved according to her wish.

"Let's do something tommorow."

"What is it?"

"I heard that horse racing is so much fun."

"But I don't have that much money…"

When Sir Lane looked worried, Duchess of Vallua smiled.

"I'm going to see Mrs. George."

Sir Lane looked down slightly and made his way.

After the Duchess of Vallua left the room, the servant also left the room with her luggage.

"She had bit the bait."

Sir Lane's mouth was lifted.

"Lady Dubbled."

"An old gentleman is also with me. Get him."

The man left the room when she ordered him to.

And not long after, the chairman entered the door.

"It's an honor for me to find you in this humble place."

Sir Lane winked at us, as the chairman glanced at the servant who had brought us in.

Soon a huge door closed with a thud and the noise outside was completely blocked.

Leblaine frowned and quickly said,

"Who wants to lend 3 million francs? I told you to make it 2 million."

Sir Lane changes his expression and clung to the child's waist

"Don't be angry, master! I'm sorry!"

Leblaine, who looked at the crying ball jointed doll Lane, sighed.