Chapter 126
"The Emperor has acted too rashly. Granting a title just because of a few inventions? And to top it off, these are merely cosmetics and soaps used by women!"
"Exactly. Bestowing a baroness title for making soap? It's an insult to us nobles."
"This is something we can no longer ignore."
The nobles, fueled by strong whiskey, spewed their grievances, their discontent mounting as though they were ready to storm the imperial palace.
Lihenz’s face brightened.
He had merely set the stage, yet these high-ranking nobles were pouncing like a pack of wolves closing in on their prey. Among them were those who had pressured newspapers to publish articles questioning Penelope’s legitimacy as a noble.
They couldn’t bear to watch a young widow thrive after receiving a baroness title.
‘This is the power of social influence,’ Lihenz thought, curling his lips into a sly smile as he puffed on his cigar. The thought of Penelope struggling in despair sent a thrill up his spine.
‘Not yet. She needs to fall further. All the way to the bottom.’
He couldn’t wait to see her lose everything and grovel for money with a desperate, pitiful expression. It would be a sight worth savoring.
Just then, a commotion erupted at the entrance of the social club.
"Have you seen the newspaper? They say Baroness Halo has placed an ad!"