Chapter: 01
One bitterly cold day in December.
People lined up in a long queue along the outer walls of a luxurious building, staring only at the hands of the clock.
8:59:10.
30 seconds.
55 seconds.
Ding!
At the same time as the bell rang, the doorman in uniform forcefully opened the glass doors.
âMove aside!â
âI got here first!â
âPlease stop pushing!â
As if someone was chasing them from behind, the people rushed into the building all at once.
Above their heads fluttered a banner with beautifully decorated letters.
<Le MarchĂ© de RĂȘve Department Store Year-End Closing Customer Appreciation Event>
Unlike the first floor, which instantly became so crowded that there was no room to even set foot, the second floor was relatively quiet.
It was a special section only accessible to a select group of important department store customers.
âItâs been a while, Madam Revelle. Did you come to look at the new arrivals as well?â
âMadam Rusion! Itâs even more delightful to meet you here. My daughter has been making such a fuss. She tries to imitate everything you do.â
âMy daughter is the same. Well, you can trust the quality of RĂȘve, after all. It wouldnât have become a royal supplier for no reason.â
âI like how the prices are fixed here. It would be unbecoming for people like us to haggle⊠But if we simply buy things without question, thereâs always the worry that we might be overchargedâŠâ
The noblewomen dressed in thick fur coats and silk dresses exchanged greetings with bright smiles.
âBy the way, you heard the news, right? That fiancĂ© of hers was actually a prince!â
âCome on. A prince? Do you really think the royal family would accept someone who was raised among commoners?â
At that moment, a clear voice interrupted their conversation.
âShouldnât we ask the person involved about their intentions first?â
The faces of the noblewomen who recognized the owner of the voice turned pale.
âM-Mademoiselle Charmois! And⊠Monsieur VellourâŠâ
Adelaide smiled elegantly and slightly tilted her head.
Unlike her smooth, curved lips, her bluish-purple eyes were chillingly cold.
The noblewomen hurriedly covered their faces with their fans. However, Adelaide had already memorized their appearances.
Adelaide simply tilted her head slightly and asked her fiancé.
âAre you going back?â
The moment their eyes met, a tiny flame flickered inside his crimson gaze, which had looked languid as though submerged in water.
âWhy would I?â
With that sharp reply, the man let out a small laugh, his beautiful eyes curving playfully.
His attitude made it clear that even if the royal family offered him the throne itself, he would refuse.
The man lightly kissed the back of Adelaideâs hand and added,
âWithout you there, what would I even do?â
A low, lazy voice filled with affection caused someone nearby to let out an envious gasp.
âOh myâŠâ
âSeb. Weâre in front of people.â
However, even as Adelaide pushed him away with her fan, an undeniable smile remained on her lips.
Like a mischievous boy, the man chuckled and rested his chin on top of Adelaideâs fan.
âYou couldnât do this to a prince.â
The only thing I need shining above my head is your lips.
At his following words, the girls who had been secretly watching them widened their eyes even further.
Adelaide sighed and shook her head as if she was already used to him.
But the affection in her gaze toward her lover could not be hidden.
ââŠAnyway, thatâs the opinion of the person involved.â
ââŠâŠâ
Adelaide spoke loudly enough for everyone to hear.
âPlease look forward to the spring sale as well. Iâm sure youâll be able to find items matching your tastes on the first floor.â
It was a declaration that those who had insulted her lover would never again be invited to the special section.
And that meant only one thing.
They were being expelled from high society.
Yet the noblewoman couldnât even protest.
Adelaideâs words were practically the law of society itself.
âLetâs go, Bastian. We should look around the first floor too.â
âW-Wait! Wait a moment! Thatâs not what I meantâŠâ
Tap.
When the noblewoman tried to grab onto them too late, Bastian casually brushed her hand away.
âI apologize, Madam. Since I am a lowly fellow, I suppose even the manners I learned are rather crude.â
There wasnât even the slightest hint of apology in his attitude.
The noblewoman was about to explode in anger, forgetting her own situation.
âAh, right. About the fixed-price system idea.â
Adelaide suddenly added as if she had just remembered something.
ââŠâŠ?â
âThat idea was Bastianâs. He is an even greater genius than I am.â
With that, Adelaide leisurely walked past the completely speechless noblewoman.
Truly.
Having experienced him twice herself, she could guarantee it.
âYou shameless little thing!â
Splash!
Cold water was poured over my head.
The shock of the freezing water instantly woke me up, and the rotten smell of plant stems that had decayed because the water had not been changed stung my nose.
âAfter everything we did raising you! How dare you!â
In the end, the flower vase shattered with a crash, sending sharp fragments flying in every direction.
When I touched my cheek because of the stinging pain, a thin line of blood stained my fingers.
You really are doing everything you can.
âYou were even abandoned by your husband, huh? How dare you crawl back here? Do you even know where this place is?â
âYou were the one who cheated first. I was the child when you raised me, and this is the mansion where I grew up and which I inherited. Arenât you the one who should be ashamed, Uncle? How could you swallow up your own niecesâ inheritance and stillâŠâ
Slap!
The pain felt as if a heated poker had been dug into my cheek, and a scream escaped my mouth.
Of all places, he had to hit the same side where the glass fragments had struck.
âGet out right now!â
I was dragged away by the servantsâ rough hands, but I couldnât bring myself to leave the front of the mansion.
Damn uncle.
When my parents died in a train accident at the same time, my uncle became the guardian of me and my younger brother. He quickly squandered all of our parentsâ wealth.
And now, he was even trying to sell the noble title that belonged to my younger brother.
Could it really make sense that I learned about my own brotherâs engagement through the newspaper instead of from him?
Especially when he already had someone he had promised to marry.
I immediately took the newspaper and rushed to the mansion, but the only things waiting for me were a shower of rotten water and a slap.
In the end, the helplessness and despair of accomplishing nothing made my steps home incredibly heavy.
When I returned with exhausted footsteps, I wasnât greeted by an empty house.
Instead, I found Antoine, whose face was worn down by fatigue.
âAntoine? Why are you home at this hour? D-Donât tell me you got firedâŠ?â
âFired? Me? No, sis. I just came back to get some documents I left behind. More importantly, what happened to your face? Donât tell me Uncle did something againâŠâ
âSorry⊠I tried to convince him one last time, but it didnât work.â
âWhy are you apologizing? Letâs put some medicine on it first. Itâll be a disaster if it leaves a scar.â
âItâs fine. More importantly, what did your employer say?â
âHe said whether I become a live-in son-in-law or just a kept man, heâll still be my employer, so I should go back and work.â
ââŠThatâs a relief.â
Honestly, his personality was something else.
But strangely, that very arrogance comforted me.
Sebastian Vellour, commonly known as Bastian.
He had saved my younger brother and me once again.
He was a commoner who employed nobles, the owner of the Vellour Department Store, and above all, the once-in-an-era genius who created the very concept of a âdepartment store.â
Most of the time, he looked down on nobles and royalty with the same contempt one would show insects.
But there was one exception.
He showed generous kindness only to those who proved their own worth.
Antoine was the perfect example.
If he hadnât recognized and acknowledged my brotherâs talent, we might have been shivering somewhere in a back alley by now instead of living in this modest but clean employee residence.
âHe really is an amazing person. Donât you think? Make sure you tell him how grateful we are.â
âI will. Ah, right. The boss said that once everything is settled, we should have a meal together. You too, sis.â
âMe too?â
At the unexpected words, tension returned to my shoulders.
I had only met Bastian once before.
âAntoine? And behind you⊠who is thisâŠ? D-Donât tell me Uncle borrowed money again using our names? I donât have even a single coin to give you, so leave immediatelyâŠ!â
âSheâs our bossâŠâ
ââŠPlease come in and have dinner! I may not have a coin thatâll let me eat and die, but I do have soup so good that one of us could die while eating it.â
Of all things, that had been my first and only memory of meeting him.
âYeah. It seems like he has something to say. I should get going now. Iâll be back, sis.â
âBe careful.â
After seeing Antoine off, his face looking like he would collapse if touched, I returned inside and froze when I saw the documents neatly placed on the table.
ThoseâŠ
Arenât those the documents he said he came back to get?
âAntoine! You left your documents!â
The moment I ran out without thinking to chase after himâ
Bang!
With a deafening roar, my body was thrown into the air.
The next moment, the sound of something being smashed and crushed followed.
Ah.
Iâm going to die.
I instinctively knew death was coming.
A flash of memories began passing before my eyes.
ButâŠ
This flashback was a little too long.
The memories traveling backward through time passed my happy childhood and began showing me something even farther in the past.
Wait.
What is this?
Unfamiliar scenery, unfamiliar people, unfamiliar language.
Everything flowed into my mind like waves.
I remembered.
This place was inside the book I had been reading.
âAre you kidding me? You should have remembered something like this⊠soonerâŠ!â
That was my final memory.






