Chapter 146
It was a courteous manner of a lady that could make one fall in love, but I couldn't help but think that she was actually giving him the middle finger as she was being so polite. I'm sure it wasn't just my imagination.
――I mean, instead of greeting me, you greeted Charlotte first.
Her ex-husband, Peter Swift, now Marquis Swift. The current leader of house Swift.
He had a cold demeanor, with his golden hair slicked back and blue eyes that matched his aristocratic appearance. He looked like the kind of person you wouldn't want to face head-on, The man certainly matched the image of a ruthless aristocrat who would do terrible things to Charlotte...I don't know what to think of this guy.......
"He's nothing like Desmond-sama."
What was I even thinking just now?
Before I could even form the words, Charlotte had taken the lead in the conversation.