No, that was impossible. If that were true, he’d have done anything to avoid this marriage. Ivan had no feelings for her, so there was no way he’d accept her again after she’d left overseas.However, she needed an answer to her questions. There was no other way besides asking Ivan and, she also had something important to tell him.Alicia sighed and caressed her belly.As the days passed by, it was more evident that she was pregnant. There was still some time left in their contract, so she wanted to know what to do about her current situation.The best option for her would be to go back to Coulson while pregnant, but she’d already surrendered that right in the contract. Anyways, even if she hadn’t, Ivan wouldn’t easily give up his son, as he was so obsessed with the idea of having an heir back then. It would be the same this time.And, what would happen if she were to give birth to a princess? The Queen Mother came to power after many bloody sacrifices and tears. Her baby, the princess

Translator – YueAlicia suddenly felt weak. She extended her hand and gripped the wall, looking for support. She never expected Ivan to be the first to find out, especially since not even Mrs. Cessly had noticed.“I didn’t want to hide it from you… I was planning on telling you today”.Ivan’s face abruptly changed in that instant. A radiant smile filled with happiness appeared on his face. He reached out his hands towards Alicia.“Alicia! You really are…”Alicia brusquely slapped his hands away from her, staring at him coldly. As he was violently turned down, Ivan was left paralyzed, unable to step any closer.“It seems like that’s the one thing you haven’t changed at all. Your obsession to have an heir. You are repugnantly the same, even now. But don’t think that I’ll let you play with me again, as you did in my past life, even though you’d cheated on me with my sister”. Alicia tightened her jaw as she spoke. “I know. To you, having an heir is more important than anything else in the

Translator – Yue“Yes”. Basil nodded. “After the viscount’s wife passed away, his lover Patricia became his new wife. Afterwards, she became Count Clovis’ lover”.“Did you find additional information about the deaths of Count Kenboe and Viscount Olbach’s first wife?”“Of course! You may always count on me, Your Majesty!”Basil gave Ivan a single sheet of paper.“I interviewed a servant who used to work on Count Kenboe’s home. According to the witness, the day before the Count died he had a horrible argument with his daughter. The next day, the Count was found lying on the floor with a bottle of poison in his hand”.“And they regarded his death by poison as suicide?”Basil nodded. “Because Count Kenboe had huge debts to his name at the time, House Kenboe wanted his death to be resolved quickly. What’s more, his only family member, the queen, was abroad”.“And what about the death of the Viscount’s wife?”“After finding out that her husband had a lover, she died shortly after by committ

Translator – YueIgnoring the echo of the voice behind him, Ivan bit his lips and walked away, his fist tightly clenched.There was no need to worry about his mother. The plan to kicked her out of power was advancing smoothly, anyways. Perhaps she felt confident now, but soon, she’d lose all she’d protected up to now.However…“I’ll invite my sister to the next ball”.When Ivan reunited with his wife after not speaKing to each other for a while, those were the words she’d said.“Perhaps… could you also dance with her that day? It’s hard to find an appropriate dance partner and…”. She lowered her gaze and folded her hands.When those words left her tender lips, Ivan felt a deep sense of disenchantment. His beating heart kept doing summersaults sporadically.“Have you spoken about this with your family?”Alicia nodded in a low voice and said “yes… my father… straight up asked me… about my sister…”His own wife was speaKing in the same tune as his mother, and he couldn’t help but think t

Translator – Yue Upon looking at him, Patricia thought he was a foreigner. The man stepped aside, bowed his head and let her pass through. “Go in, lady” Patricia let out a loud “Hmmmph!” and started walKing. There was no need to worry about a man as trivial and average as him. When she stepped foot within the office, the man closed the door behind her. Then, the butler who’d been waiting for him approached him and guided him out the door. “This way please, sir”. Following the butler, the men heard the maids’ complains about the woman with red hair. “Did you see that? Did you see her conceited glare? She believes herself the owner of this place!” “My heart is boiling with fury. Our poor mistress… how awful!” “…so that woman… is she the Count’s lover?” the man asked the butler. He had an elegant accent, quite characteristic of northern people. “Yes, that’s right” the butler answered, turning his head. “She looks strangely familiar to me…” said the man. “That’s because Viscou