Chapter 10
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At her words, Owen fell silent for a moment.
He could roughly imagine what had happened.
While he was busy with the overwhelming amount of work and the Emperorâs order to go to war, the butler must have insisted that, as a count, Owen needed to maintain the dignity of his position and improve the appearance of the castle.
The story about the blue roses probably came up around then as well.
This situation had not happened simply because the lord was careless.
Regardless of trends or aristocratic dignity, it was obvious that Owen knew very little about noble society.
It was unfortunate that the money he had carefully allocated had instead ended up lining the pockets of a dishonest man.
Before Owenâs expression could become any harder, Pesha held out the flower she had picked.
âThis is the blue rose that was growing in the flower bed.â
The blue rose in Peshaâs hand was in full bloom, its pale-blue petals opening layer by layer.
âWhat Iâm trying to say isnât that you were mistaken about the trend.â
ââŚâŚThen what is it?â
âHow much did you pay for this rose?â
âHow much?â
âI heard you paid a very high price for it.â
âI did allocate a budget, but managing the castleâs finances was the butlerâs responsibility. I never thought about the price myself.â
âThen what would you do if this rose turned out to be fake?â
âFake?â
Pesha suddenly tore off the head of the blue rose she had shown him and crushed it in her hand.
The blue petals scattered onto the floor.
Owenâs eyes widened slightly at her sudden action.
âActually, blue roses donât exist naturally. So why do you think the butler went as far as lying to buy fake flowers?â
âHe could have been deceived himself.â
Pesha gave a small laugh as she looked at Owen, who seemed to already know the answer but still wanted to believe in his own man.
âThatâs possible. But I think the butler deliberately bought fake roses and pocketed the budget. Isnât that why he tried so hard to refuse to show me the financial records, even going so far as to point out my lack of knowledge?â
ââŚâŚWhat did the butler point out about you?â
Owenâs expression, which had barely changed even after learning that the butler he had trusted for years had deceived him, suddenly turned cold.
Surprised, Pesha quickly opened her hand and showed him the petals she had been holding.
The original white color of the petals was visible in the places where her fingers had been gripping them.
Meanwhile, blue dye had stained Peshaâs palm, making it obvious that the flower had been dyed.
âThis is a characteristic of plant-based dye. It doesnât wash away easily with water or fade easily, but when it comes into contact with something at a high temperature, the color comes off quickly. Thatâs probably why he strictly prohibited the servants from approaching the flowers. Since you donât seem interested in flowers, he probably thought he was safe.â
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âAnd this isnât even a rose. Itâs just a wildflower that resembles a rose and is much cheaper than one.â
After finishing, Pesha asked,
âWhat are you going to do? Is a butler who dared to deceive his master with lies and even embezzle his money still one of your people?â
Owenâs cold eyes fixed on Pesha.
Without saying a word, he pulled the bell cord. Before long, a servant appeared.
âYes, my lord. Did you call for me?â
âBring the butler here. Right now.â
The servant was startled by Owenâs unusual demeanor and bowed his head.
While the servant went to fetch the butler, Owen looked down at the petals scattered across the floor.
âHow did you know this, Madam?â
Pesha had expected him to ask more questions about the butler. She had not expected him to ask about her.
She casually shrugged and answered as if it were nothing important.
âIâve been interested in plants and flowers since I was young.â
Her father had disliked the fact that Pesha studied herbal medicine, something that had nothing to do with the accomplishments expected of a noblewoman.
Studying abroad, which cost a great deal of money, had also been impossible without her fatherâs support.
That was all there was to it.
Pesha thought Owen would accept such a vague answer and let it go, but he asked another question.
âIf you were interested in it, did you receive formal education? Perhaps you hired a specialist as a tutorâŚâŚâ
That was when the servant who had gone to fetch the butler returned.
âMy lord, I have brought the butler.â
The butler, who had been summoned so suddenly, looked somewhat confused.
He placed a hand over his chest and greeted Owen nervously after noticing the unusual atmosphere.
âI heard you called for me, my lord.â
âAlbert.â
Hearing Owen call his name in such a serious tone, the butler nervously shifted his eyes.
âYes, yes, my lordâŚâŚ.â
âThe reason the Battle of Toriya Plains ended successfully several years ago was largely because of your help. Even though you were a civilian who should have been protected, you overcame your fear and came to tell us where the enemy forces were hiding in ambush.â
âTh-thatâs right. Whenever I think about it, my knees still go weakâŚâŚâ
Why was he suddenly bringing that up?
Cold sweat began to form on the butlerâs forehead.
Even though Owen knew the butler was nervously watching his every move, his voice remained calm.
âBecause of you, we avoided having a large number of soldiers killed or wounded. As the man leading those soldiers, I thought I should properly repay you. The reason I hired you at the castle instead of simply giving you money once was because I believed you were someone I could trust.â
ââŚâŚMy lord, IâŚâŚâ
âBut now that I think about it, perhaps I made that decision impulsively because I was overwhelmed with joy after winning the battle.â
The butler squeezed his eyes shut, apparently about to make an excuse or confess something, but Owen did not give him time.
âI donât have time to waste listening to pointless excuses, so answer me simply. How much did you embezzle through the blue roses?â
âTh-that, that isâŚâŚâ
The butlerâs hands began to tremble violently.
âAnswer.â
He seemed desperate to somehow get himself out of the situation, but there was no way he could withstand Owenâs piercing gaze.
âAboutâŚâŚ 1,500 gold coinsâŚâŚ.â
Peshaâs eyes widened when she heard the amount.
With that much money, we could buy a huge amount of fresh food for the castle, completely fill the wine cellar, and still have enough left to hire two gardeners!
Having confessed the amount himself, the frightened butler hurriedly began spouting nonsense.
âB-but the flowers really are a rare variety! I only did it to preserve your reputation, my lordâŚâŚ!â
Pesha looked at him with contempt and spoke.
âStop saying ridiculous things. Thereâs no way you didnât know that these were fake roses dyed blue, or that there was no such trend for blue roses in the capital, or that you were pocketing the money. So where do you get off lying now?â
âHow could Madam know that? No, could it beâŚâŚâ
The moment the butlerâs eyes met Peshaâs, his face turned bright red with anger.
âItâs a lie!â
âWhat?â
Pesha could only stare in disbelief as he pointed at her and shouted.
âThese flowers really are blue roses! Please believe me, my lord!â
Pesha looked at the butler, who was now lying face-down on the floor and begging Owen, and muttered incredulously,
âWhat does he take me forâŚâŚ?â
âI know youâre doing this because you hold a grudge against me for refusing to hand over the financial records!â
âThis is ridiculous. Who wouldnât know that you deliberately avoided hiring a gardener so you could hide those fake blue roses?â
Pesha was beginning to lose her patience and fired back.
The butler, having completely lost his reason, glared at her with a red face.
âWhat would a sheltered young lady like you know? Youâre accusing me based on some half-baked knowledge you picked up somewhere!â
âWhat?â
âMy lord! Iâll bring in a new expert. We can ask that person and determine who is telling the truth!â
His performance of looking wronged was truly impressive.
Pesha wanted to agree immediately, but if they brought in someone new, there was no telling what tricks the butler might pull.
Who knew whether he would bribe the person and have them turn the accusation back on her?
She was just about to insist that they absolutely could not do that whenâ
A low voice echoed through the study.
âNo.â
It was Owen.
Pesha and the butler, who had been arguing, both turned toward him.
Owenâs expression was cold as he stood up and slowly walked toward the butler.
Then, without mercy, he stepped on the back of the butlerâs hand, which was pressed against the floor as he knelt.
âAaaagh!â
âWeâll find out which one of you is telling the truth once we conduct a thorough investigation. ButâŚâŚâ
He pressed down on the manâs hand repeatedly and without mercy, making Pesha grimace as though her own hand hurt just watching.
âRegardless of whether you are innocent of that accusation, I cannot understand why you would dare talk back to the lady of the house, whom you should be loyal to, and ignore her orders.â
âM-my lord, please, just a momentâŚâŚ!â
âIf it turns out that what you said is a lie, you will also be held responsible for the way you spoke to my wife today.â






