Seeking for Your Forgiveness

re not the subject in a distinguished social gathering, but you have to fill up your self-conceited character.
Therefore, it seems to be the stigma of life to pretend to be a high-class nobleman and go to the cafe which is only frequented by  rich people.”

 

“Uh, uh……”

 

“Lady Grosz, let me give you a piece of advice.
Give up on your pride if you want to make money, or give up on making money if you want to be treated like a noble.
I think it’s better to do either one of the two.”

 

“W-what are you saying……”

 

Viscountess Grosz blinked and spoke up again.
She was so dumbfounded that she couldn’t think of saying anything for a moment.

 

It seemed as if Kristoff had a knife in his mouth.
Although she never watched his trials, she was sure it was worse than this.
Marianne belatedly offered her heartfelt condolences to his opponents.

 

However, Kristoff seemed to have no intention of pulling the reins.

 

“Then, at least you don’t have to be told that you’re vulgar and greedy.”

 

“UH!”

 

Lady Grosz gnawed on her lips.
She, who had just looked down on Kristoff and thought he was a mere businessman, turned red out of contempt.
Lady Grosz retorted in a cold voice.

 

“But how remarkable are you?”

 

A captain who owns a trading ship at most.
It was when the mocking smile was still drawn quite faintly on Viscountess Grosz’s face.

 

“Me?”

 

Kristoff smirked.
People were so quiet that she could hear the sound of a needle falling.
Everyone was listening to their conversation.

 

At that moment, she heard someone breathing heavily.
Someone who probably recognized Kristoff.

 

“Times have changed, Marianne.
I never thought I’d be asked about this on my own land.”

 

Marianne has never seen Kristoff brag about his geniture or title.

 

He was a natural.
He wasn’t the one who needed to show off in the first place.
He was a great man with his own name, without needing any help from his origin.

 

He looked down at Lady Grosz with a glint of arrogance that he had since the moment of his birth.

 

“The owner of Blauberg, Kristoff K.
Schneider.”

 

“!”

 

At that moment, Lady Grosz took a big breath with a shocked face.
The manager had his eyes open widely, and the atmosphere in the room shook loudly.

 

“And this woman here.
The woman you’ve been insulting just now is my wife, Marianne Schneider.”

 

Kristoff turned his gaze slowly to her.
His eyes met Marianne.
Marianne, who was about to speak, shut up quietly.
This was because his dark eyes burned fiercely.

 

She couldn’t say in front of the lady that she was the wife whom he was about to divorce.
She couldn’t even guess what would happen if she did.
Therefore, Marianne chose to be quiet.

 

Lady Grosz held her breath in disbelief.
Her pale face seemed about to faint at any moment.

 

“How can I believe that you are Lord Schneider? If you’re impersonating Lord Schneider, you’d better be prepared.”

 

“I guess you haven’t heard that my wife and I have recently come back to Blauberg yet.
Well, you don’t attend any social gatherings to receive the news.”

 

Kristoff’s calm and composed voice sounded even colder compared to her.

 

Lady Grosz stared at Kristoff with eyes open wide, as if trying to determine whether what he said was true or not.

 

“Whether you want to believe it or not, it’s up to you, Lady Grosz.
I’ll send Oscar by the end of the day, so please anticipate the message he will bring later.”

 

Oscar.

 

No one in Blauberg didn’t know that name.
In fact, he was the butler of Marquis of Schneider, and he was more well-known as Oscar.
At the same time, he was also the aide of Marquis Schneider.

 

At that time when the marquis made his name known as the Marquis of Sharks, he was also a notorious person who managed all kinds of dirty work on the marquis’ behalf.

 

Legend has it that when the child was crying, they were told, “If you keep crying, Bolen will come to catch you.” After that, no matter how stubborn the child was, they would stop crying in an instant.
That much power at the mere mention of his name only proved how great his name is.

 

[note: his name is Oscar Bolen, and people are too afraid to call him by his first name, so there he goes by Bolen, lol.]

 

However, Kristoff lightly uttered the name that one could say recklessly.
Even by his first name, not his surname.

 

Really? Is this man the real Kristoff Schnaider?

 

Lady Grosz looked at him with a suspicious glint.
Her confused gaze turned to Marianne this time.
Her eyes seemed resentful, as though questioning why Lady Schneider dressed in such a way.

 

“Humph!”

 

“I don’t know if you had already heard the rumor, but Marquis Schneider cares deeply for Marianne.
I can’t wait to see what kind order the Marquis will deliver through Oscar.”

 

“Wait a minute……!”

 

“Let’s go, Marianne.”

 

Kristoff walked ahead without sparing any more glances.
Marianne, who had been staring at Lady Grosz for a moment, followed him after releasing a brief sigh.
The manager hurriedly ran after them to hand back their hat and gloves belatedly.

 

Viscountess Grosz looked dazedly into the air, expressionless.
The guests, who had watched the scene unfold, began to leave their seats one by one.

 

Of course they did so.
No one in Blauberg would want to fall out of the Marquis Scneider’s favor.

 

Perhaps, they would never visit this place again.
Lady Schneider would never step into the cafe where she has been insulted terribly again.
It sounded like a death sentence for the businesswoman.

 

Marianne looked at Kristoff’s stiff back and bit her lips slightly.
He was angry as if he had been the one who got insulted.

 

And she somehow felt consoled by Kristoff’s anger.
It was ridiculous, but she did feel that way.

 

“Are you all right, Kristoff?”

 

She was always afraid of this kind of situation.
She felt as though this was a devastating moment when she brought shame to Kristoff’s name.