The Male Leads Are Trapped in My House

To be more precise, the Duke of Lancaster had asked Baron Ruskin, "What do you think about stealing the spring from Segrave?"

Fragments of memory began to assemble in Vanilla’s mind.

When she first saw the notes on the Happy House blueprint, she hadn’t connected them to her past. But as more clues piled up, long-forgotten memories started to resurface.

Ten years ago, in Kintne.

While plagued by debt, Baron Ruskin had settled in a townhouse in Kintne, moving from village to village.

It was a rainy day.

Baron Ruskin and his wife stood with Vanilla at the entrance of the mansion.

“Vanilla, we’re expecting guests soon,” her mother said. Since this was the first time visitors had come to the Ruskin household, Vanilla felt a flutter of excitement.

At that moment, the mansion’s front gates opened, and someone appeared.

A middle-aged man with golden hair, a tall stature, and strikingly handsome features strode in with commanding presence.

Baron Ruskin greeted him warmly.

“Thank you for coming such a long way, Your Grace, the Duke of Lancaster.”