I, the Villain, Want to Save Myself, But the Yandere Heroines Disagree-Chapter 22 - Family Rift (3/3)

At this moment, there was also a knock on Mary’s door.

Vivian returned home with the jewelry she had bought at the market.

“Madam, this is the jewelry you asked me to buy,” Vivian said this, placing it on the table, then stepped back two steps, bowed to Mary, and left her room.

At this moment, Vivian saw that it was about time, and walked towards Lucius’s room.

At this moment, Lucius was still sitting in the chair, lost in thought.

“Master, good morning,” Vivian said this, looking at Lucius.

Lucius still sat in place, lost in thought.

In the past few days, it was not uncommon for Lucius to be in this state. Seeing this, she took a blanket from the cabinet and covered Lucius with it.

At this moment, her eyes caught sight of the teacup on the table.

She reached out and touched it, finding that the teacup still had some warmth.

Vivian immediately became alert. She went downstairs, to the kitchen.

“Did anyone pour tea this morning?” Vivian asked with a serious expression.

“Ah, well, only Madam came,” the maid in charge of the kitchen said.

Hearing this, Vivian frowned.

Then, she went to the second floor and knocked on Litte’s door.

Entering the room, Vivian reported what had happened today to Litte.

“Young Master Litte, although I don’t want to think in that direction, it is clear that Madam intended to send me away.”

In the family, everyone knew that Randall was Mary’s confidant. Whatever Randall did, it basically represented Mary’s intentions.

And Mary intentionally sending Vivian away and personally bringing tea to Lucius, the implication was clear.

Although they were all family, Vivian was Orson’s confidante. Orson had told her to keep an eye on Mary, so she had to be cautious of Mary.

“I understand, Miss Vivian. Thank you for your hard work,” Litte heard this and nodded. “Mother really did guess that Father had a problem.”

Litte said this, sighing.

She didn’t know what Mary planned to do after learning this, but in Litte’s opinion, she hadn’t properly completed the task Orson had given her, which gave her a sense of frustration.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered that Orson had given her an envelope before he left, telling her to open it if she encountered difficulties.

Litte thought for a moment, opened the drawer of her desk, took out the letter, and then carefully read the contents.

Instantly, her eyes lit up.

...

Night fell. Randall, carrying Mary’s confidential letter, prepared to rush to Saint Roland City. Not long after leaving the Duke’s mansion, before even leaving the vicinity of Antica City, Randall felt several gazes on him.

He quickly darted into the nearby forest.

Unexpectedly, this darting right into the forest played directly into the hands of that group of people.

Randall stepped on a trap in the forest and was hung upside down.

Then, from the shadows, a few people emerged.

“Good evening, Mr. Randall,” Virgil was the first to speak. “It’s so late. Where are you rushing off to? Could it be that as a servant of the Duke’s mansion, you are planning to betray the Duke?”

“No, no, how could that be?” Randall heard this and quickly shook his head. “I was just, simply delivering a letter for Madam.”

“A letter?” Virgil heard this and raised an eyebrow. “Delivering a letter at this time? Could it be some kind of shady letter?”

“How is that possible!” Randall immediately retorted. “This is Madam’s letter. How could it be something questionable...”

“Then why are you sending it at night?” Virgil said this, and quickly ordered his subordinates to search him.

“What are you doing?! Don’t you know the Madam will be angry if she finds out about this!”

“I will apologize to the Madam later. But please understand, your actions are simply too suspicious.”

“Furthermore, until it is confirmed that there is absolutely no problem, you cannot return to Madam’s side for the time being.” Saying this, Virgil ordered his subordinates to take Randall away. He then looked at the envelope in his hand and fell into deep thought.

...

“Virgil, are you sure the letter hasn’t been swapped?” In Litte’s room, she looked at the letter in her hand and frowned.

“Yes, I’m sure. Randall only had this one letter on him at the time,” Virgil nodded. “The wax seal also showed no signs of being disturbed. There is no possibility of it being swapped.”

“Then that’s strange...”

Randall had indeed delivered a letter for Mary, but the content of the letter was very simple. It was just an invitation for a noble lady friend of Mary’s in Saint Roland City to come to the Antica Duchy for a visit.

Looking at the content of the letter alone, there was nothing wrong with it at all.

Could it be that they had really arrested the wrong person?

Just as Litte was thinking this, there was a knock on the door of the room.

Subsequently, Mary walked into Litte’s room.

“Litte, I asked my servant Randall to deliver a letter to the post station yesterday, but he hasn’t returned yet. Have you seen Randall’s whereabouts?”

“Ah, I’m truly sorry, Mother. I also don’t know exactly where Randall went. If possible, please wait at home. Perhaps he just has something else to take care of and hasn’t returned yet.”

“Alright,” Mary heard this and nodded. “If Randall still hasn’t returned by then, I hope you can mobilize the city defense force to help look for him. That letter was for my friend. It was just an ordinary letter...”

Listening to Mary’s words, Litte felt a little guilty for some reason. After all, as family members, they shouldn’t be scheming against each other, should they?

Could it be that Mary truly didn’t do anything, and just wanted to pour Lucius a cup of tea that day, and she was simply overthinking it?

But thinking of the letter Orson had left her, Litte could not possibly tell Mary what she had done.

Compared to Mary, she still believed Orson more.

...

On the other side, Saint Roland City.

Emperor Odysseus and Giovanni were chatting.

When Giovanni came to the capital today to report on his duties, he suddenly mentioned the matter of the Antica Duchy.

“Oh dear, Your Majesty, if you ask me, the Duke of Antica’s eldest son, Orson, is truly a genius,” Saying this, he made no attempt to conceal his praise for Orson.

“We have never, never achieved such a beautiful and decisive victory in a war against the beastmen.”

Of course, Giovanni was referring to the main battlefield. If it weren’t for that group of incompetent allies on the secondary battlefield, this war should have been even smoother.

“Mm, yes, Orson’s performance was indeed excellent,” Odysseus heard this and nodded. He looked at Giovanni curiously, wondering what he was going to say.

“I think, to reward such a person, we should hold a large banquet in the Antica Duchy to celebrate our victory,” Giovanni stated his purpose. “Although a victory celebration was held on the front lines before, Your Majesty, and a few of us Dukes, did not attend that time, did we?”

“I think, for such a meaningful event, we should all go to the Antica Duchy together to congratulate Duke Lucius. That would be proper!”

“Mm, you have a point,” Odysseus nodded. “Then let’s do that. I will write a letter to Lucius today.”

“Alright, then thank you, Your Majesty,” Giovanni said this, showing a smile.