The Resetting Lady

[5]

“Yeah.”

Isela opened her eyes. to have a headache Where am I? Last night’s meeting went too long. I was escorted to the guest room to stay at the Haier mansion.

“Even the guest room is cheap here.”

My back hurts. Unlike the fluffy bed Icella used, the bed filled with straws caused pain all over the body. It’s still dusk. The cold air cooled my head when I opened the window. The garden was sprinkled with dew on the flowers that had just begun to bloom.

All of these things will one day be in my family. When I thought so, Isela felt affectionate towards the Haier estate. I’ll be a good hostess. And I will be a bride suitable for Raymond.

“Huh?”

My throat felt empty.

“Huh?”

The necklace that Raymond gave me.

No, mine. Raymond might be disappointed. My necklace. It’s been a long time since I bought it.

Isela scurried through the bedside. Nothing. My eyes turned white.

No. What if the Haiyan took my necklace? I can’t. What if a maid or servant took care of you? I’m gonna catch him and kill him. But what if we take him? What if he’s already gone? It’s a precious thing that ordinary people can’t touch even if they earn it for life. Oh, my necklace.

Isela crawled on her stomach. Did you drop it? What should I do? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Who’.

knock, knock

“Who is it?”

“…I brought water to wash.”

The door opened. The black maid brought hot water. Isela was not in the mood to wash, but she grabbed the maid and asked.

“Who brought me here yesterday?”

“…I moved it. Because you’re so sleepy that you can’t move well..”

“Who took my necklace?”

“What?”

“My necklace is missing!”

“I put my clothes in the closet.”

I searched inside the closet in a hurry, but there was no necklace. The anger flared up and slapped the maid on the cheek.

Crying.

Icella’s fingernails were scratched on the black skin.

“Find him right now! Absolutely!

Isela spoke in an angry voice. The maid raised her head. Then I grabbed her cheek and looked at her. Isela was dumbfounded. The maid laughs. The maid opens her eyes blue and looks at Isela and laughs with the corners of her mouth. Laugh. The maid laughs at Isela.

“If you can’t see it, there’s nothing you can do.”

Isela grabbed the maid’s hair. At that moment, the door opened. Karen, in her pajamas, looked at Isela and the maid with a surprised look. Karen asked Isela.

“…what’s the fuss about?”

“My necklace is gone!”

“What? Miss Isela, say it again slowly. Necklace?”

“So, my necklace is missing. I left it in the closet, but it disappeared. I doubt your maid.”

Isela said, hiding the flesh of the maid on her fingernails.

“Yes, maids and servants should be mobilized to find him. It’s still early in the morning, so get yourself cleaned up, Isela.”

“That’s not what’s important right now….”

Isela shut her mouth. Karen was not the only one who heard the uproar. Haier’s servants and servants were looking at her with contempt. His subordinates were also looking at him with pathetic eyes. Isela wept as she held back her exploding stomach.

“And I want you to know that Nancy has been by my side for a long time.”

Isela felt angry but dropped her head at the apparently annoying comment.

***

I searched the mansion like this all day, but the necklace didn’t come out. Isela bit her nails. From the garden and servants’ room to Karen’s room, I searched every nook and cranny of the carpet to the tree, but I couldn’t find it. Isela insisted that the lord’s room should be searched, but cried at Berdick’s hasty restraint.

“Father, what do I do….”

“Why do you come to me when you can’t even keep a necklace like that?”

Berdick loves his daughter, but he had no choice but to frown in the morning uproar. This is not welcome at the moment when we have to do the initial work of a demanding business.

I can’t believe you’re making such a fuss about a necklace that doesn’t mean much when every word is careful. It’s not a ring, it’s just one of the gifts. Verdick could easily imagine Raymond ordering the “most expensive” thing in the store with a blunt face.

“It’s from Raymond….”

Berdick felt sorry for Isela and lamented her immatureness. She is a hard-won daughter at a late age. I wanted to raise him nicely and marry a good man. Berdick swallowed the blame when he saw his dead daughter.

It’s easy to scold. It is difficult to correct. Criticism and abandonment are not given to children. Berdick repeated what he had said to the lord. Parents want to give good things to their children.

A good spouse is what parents want to give to their children the most. Raymond is Verdick’s best asset to Isela. To the extent that it is a problem that it is too high quality.

The engagement, which could have been a good combination of wealth and honor, began to creak at Raymond’s repeated success. In addition, Raymond became one of the most coveted men in society in the second son of a fallen baron’s family as Raymond was mentioned as the next baron as the eldest son of the baron.

The excessive success of the fiancée has a rather detrimental effect on the relationship. An engagement is an engagement. It’s different from marriage. If the engagement doesn’t pay much for one side, it’s in jeopardy. Evans was conscious of Raymond. In the end, she tries to buy the land by force, but the immature daughter is being strangled by a necklace.

“The gift from Lord Raymond is luxurious, but if it’s too bad, I’ll get you the same one. We shouldn’t go out of the sight of the Lord Hayer here and mess things up.”

“Even if it looks the same, he didn’t give it to you.”

“It’s your fault after all.”

“…….”

Isela was sullen and moved to the room.

Clack, clack, clack, clack, clack.

As she walked, a rat-riding sound could be heard in an old stone building. Isela is fed up with this mansion. I couldn’t find it after all.

My clothes were dirty and my hands were dirty because I was looking for necklaces all day long. The servants have already changed to low-quality working shoes instead of shoes, and even that is messy. What’s wrong with my face?

“Mr. Raymond… You’ll be disappointed.”

I wanted to meet Raymond in that necklace. Here. At this mansion. Waiting for Raymond to rest here when he’s tired in this mansion that will be mine. Now I have proven that I am qualified as a lady to manage the land.

I opened the door. Isela found a necklace.

There it is. My necklace. She took it with her.

The necklace was hung around the maid’s neck. The maid wore a luxurious necklace that did not suit her, like a cheap stand. As Isela suspected, that maid also had it. However, Isela could not be angry with the maid anymore.

Because there was no servant under her neck.

Isela closed her mouth. Screaming was coming out.

Dad, help me. God, I didn’t do anything wrong. I can’t.

He untied his disheveled hair and left the room frantically and ran out into the hall. The snow was nowhere and just ran. Dead, dead, decapitated, someone’s dead on my bed!

“…Ahhhhh!”

Isela slipped and fell on the floor. Pain poured in and the cold air passed all over the body. Shivering, Isela sank against the wall, uttering a groaning groan. It is a dark night with no moon. It’s too dark in the mansion and there’s not a single light in the hallway. The alarm went off and the fear came in.

“Uh, uh, uh, uh… Ooh….”

A cold stone wall forced Isela to find her reason. Did you have a dream? I have never seen such a tragedy on stage. What was it you saw? Is reality right?

Calm down. Calm down. Let’s rethink what happened now. I arrived here yesterday and fell asleep while spending time with Haier Young-ae. And the next morning, I lost my necklace and got angry at the maid of the hyerger. And now the maid is on the bed with her head cut off.

Why the hell?

The last two sentences are not connected.

“Hi…”

I don’t know. I’m already stuck. This is not how it is sorted out. The dead maid is the maid Isela was angry this morning. The maid is dead on Isela’s bed.

Isela could not figure out what was between the two sentences. Necklace at most, or an important necklace. He himself is a victim. And only one day has passed since I came to this mansion. I couldn’t guess why there was a severed maid’s neck in her room. I don’t even know the name of the maid I saw for the first time today.

This situation is not a play. There is no notice, but it was too suspicious to be just an accident. But I don’t have anything to get the hang of. This is like a long-running comedy that ended with the sudden appearance of a murderer. It can’t even be a tragedy. That street performance is better than this.

Why? Why? Why?

Why the hell did he put it in his room? What the hell did you do? What’s it got to do with him? She has never faced people here in her life. Yesterday I arrived and lost my necklace and searched the house in anger, and that’s the end of my relationship.

He only said harsh things to such a lowly maid, but she turned cold and became a lump of meat. Who killed him and why would he do this to Isela?

“Why should I…”

A moan of tears burst out.

“It’s not my fault….”

Isela was upset that she had to go through this kind of mental pain. He himself is a victim. It is unfair for you to suffer. He is innocent, innocent, damaged, and should be compensated. The fact must be revealed by investigators and Lord Haier. It’s not up to you to do this.

But Isela wasn’t young enough to do nothing and believe everything would go like that. Icela Evans is the youngest daughter of a family who deceives, steals and wins. Even without intervention, we have seen many absurd aspects of society.

You have to let people know, or your father. First, you should tell your father all of this and then discuss how to do it. Father who is always right than himself. Isela closed the door. The darkened castle was dark and damp because it did not light the hallway until the middle of the night. Stuttering and stuttering, Asela headed to her father’s room.

“…oh, Isela?”

Why

of all things

You

Now