Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

Is it exactly the same?

how can that be possible?

Avro's eyes widened in panic and anxiety, the blood in his body was flowing, and his cheeks were burning because of the vague words.

In the red-carpeted church hall leading to the statue of the goddess, there is a mirror specially set up for the clothing of believers.

She took a deep breath and sprinted towards this place.

The girl in the mirror was panting slightly due to the rapid pace.

The clear green eyes are full of warning for unknown emotions, and the peach blossom-like redness remains on the fair face.

? ! ! ?

It seems... a little bit?

No!It's completely different!

Avro shook his head firmly and pinched his soft and tender right cheek.

How could it be possible...that he could be the same pervert who likes girls like Her Highness Grace?

And a nun cannot fall in love with anyone other than the goddess!And Her Royal Highness Grace will become her brother's wife and his sister-in-law...

I should be... not that kind of person, right?

83. The shadow of the previous life’s hype

What is the most exhilarating thing in life?

Is this the moment when great revenge is avenged?Not so for Grace.

The most refreshing thing is to return to the splendid villa area after studying for a day at sunset.

No, it doesn't matter whether it is a villa or not, at least it is full of human true feelings.

Grandpa, the leader of a chaebol, is keen on billiards even though he wears reading glasses.

He can't beat anyone and is addicted to food. He always shakes the club after seeing himself, showing a kind smile and eager to try.

"Grace? Do you want to spar? Ahem! I won't give in this time!"

My aunt always likes to walk her teddy dog ​​named Diamond in the garden, which is more colorful than a person.

She doesn't like leashes in her garden, so she often goes around the house with the servants shouting "Diamond~Diamond~where are you?" and frantically looking for the dog.

My mother liked to cook, so she would pester my father in the open kitchen. The two of them treated each other like guests and arranged dinner or prepared BBQ together.

And my cousin would come over after class with bright eyes, quietly tugging on her sleeves,

"Grace, do you want to sneak out together to play video games today?"

The seeds of everyone's personality are planted in childhood.

The personality named Grace was born in childhood, died in youth, and lived in hell after that.

When Grace discovered that the feeling of taking back everything that belonged to her and trampling everyone under her feet was not as good as she imagined.

The goal that I have been pursuing for a long time is achieved, and my originally indestructible heart is like a dandelion that is blown away by the wind.

Nothing can fill the void caused by confusion, except absurd love.

Grace admitted that she used many dirty tricks after fighting the group of cannibalistic crows in the mall.

Illegal competition, premium prices, coercion and inducement, reselling, and land occupation. In addition to killing people and taking wealth, Grace has done almost everything that is prohibited by law.

The rise of capital in any form will never be clean.

Speaking of which, his success in revenge was largely due to the help of that woman.

Even though she didn't want to recall it, Grace could still clearly pronounce her name - Irene.

Yes, Miss Irene is the heir to a group that is larger than her own family's chaebol, and is good at manipulating power.

Therefore, she knows how to play with a true heart better than anyone.

……

"Miss Grace, we have received a real-name report saying that you are suspected of illegal competition, extortion, endangering the environment, smuggling, illegal land occupation and other crimes. Please come with us."

That's when the policeman in a serious police uniform locked his slender wrists with silver handcuffs that glowed coldly.

Erin was sitting on her desk in her gorgeous rose-like red dress, looking at herself quietly.

"wait me back."

Even though the handcuffs had locked the dark future, Grace looked back at her beautiful body, but her mood didn't fluctuate much, and she just regarded it as a routine check-up.

Because you only need to use a little connection to escape from the golden cicada's shell easily.

But this time, all actions encountered extremely difficult obstacles.

As the legal hammer fell ruthlessly, he was sentenced to 16 years in prison, and all his properties, including shares, were acquired by Irene.

Grace was in the dock and would never forget the moment when the verdict was announced. How could her lover, who was so close that she hugged her heartily every night, do such a thing.

Erin is a traitor!Complete betrayers are no different from them. They are prisoners of interests and beasts of desire that have lost all humanity.

Countless sounds of cuteness, countless sounds of love in the ear, and countless closeness of heart to heart are all completely false!

Grace was going crazy with anger, her eyes were as red as bleeding. She wanted to rush out of the guard's blockage, grab Irene's neck and ask -

"Why betray me? Why?"

But she had no chance to ask this question again. Her delicate female body could not break through the obstruction of the court guards.

Grace looked at Irene, whose eyes were still full of love and pampering. She was sitting in the auditorium where the crowd had receded like a tide, and she smiled brightly like a rose with poisonous thorns.

Her eyes never only looked at herself with love, but looked at everyone, mocking their sincerity.

At this moment, Grace finally understood why she, a high-ranking and professional elite, would go out of her kindness to pick up an abandoned young lady on such a rainy night.

It turns out that Irene had thought about it early in the morning.

As a superior person, she just wanted to watch this boring and inspiring revenge drama to relieve her boredom.

After being imprisoned, she was not imprisoned in a cold and desolate women's prison, but was imprisoned in a special holding room with clean floors and soft beds.

She knew it was the work of her predecessor, Irene.

Grace is not a love mind, so she spent half a month in prison lying awake all night, tossing and turning.

Every time I closed my eyes, thinking of Irene's eyes full of falsehood when the hammer fell, I always had an uncontrollable feeling of vomiting in my stomach, and my whole body shivered as if I had been drenched in ice water on a winter day.

Everyother's oath is a lie.

Only then did Grace understand how ridiculous the love that comes from lending a helping hand to others when they are at their most down and desperate is.

Because you are helpless, because you are the only one in the world who has only a little kindness towards yourself.

No matter who it is, as long as you give her a hand at this time and show a lot of kindness, you can give her your sincerity without hesitation.

What kind of love is this?

It's just a drowning man grabbing at a straw and a hungry fish finding a bloody piece of bait in the dark waters.

Grace has never understood what true and sound love is from beginning to end.

But she thought that if she was given another chance to choose love, she must capture the other person's heart with personality, excellence, and destined attraction at the moment when the other person is most tenacious and powerful, and then face an uncertain future together.

Of course, Grace will not be someone who accepts her fate. She is more resilient than anyone else.

She originally planned to find sharp objects in the prison, use her injuries to be transferred to the prison for medical treatment, and then escape from the prison during the chaos.

But the real tornado was faster than imagined. Grace was transferred on the 15th day after being imprisoned on the pretext of being released on medical parole.

The destination is the luxury hospital under Irene's property.

Of course, Grace would not be naive enough to think that this was Eileen's change of heart.

Instead, she used the name of simple illness to control herself wholeheartedly, and controlled the board members who were originally affiliated with the family on the grounds that Grace was ill and Eileen was acting as trustee.

How could there be such contradictory people?

She also said that she only likes to watch people fall into moments of despair, so that she can feel physical and mental pleasure.

In the luxurious ward of the hospital, Grace had a big fight with Irene who was visiting.

No, it should be said that Grace vented her anger unilaterally, and Irene didn't even say a word of explanation.

Just like appreciating a pet, occasionally showing affection.

Later, the relationship gradually became deformed.

What was originally a loving encounter turned into a tit-for-tat arena.

No, it's not just the arena. Grace sometimes feels like she's floating on a dark sea with roaring waves, where cold weather and heavy rain can come at any time.

Irene Ai always wraps her hands with the band that restrains the patient, fitting her body tightly and returning to the previous trajectory.

But Grace just wanted to vomit, and it felt disgusting to be even a little bit attached to a woman who enjoyed trampling on others and domesticating pets as a hobby.

If Erin tied her hands, Grace would struggle hard with her feet.

If her legs were also opened and fixed, Grace would bite Irene's shoulder hard with her sharp teeth until her mouth was filled with blood.

If your mouth is blocked, then use all your strength to resist.

As long as Grace doesn't want to, she can't tame the unruly wild cat even if she pinches her neck.

In countless fierce resistances, the scars on the two bodies were left with terrifying and indelible new marks before they healed.

Grace also gradually began to hate contact.

Finally, during a certain messy fit, Irene seemed a little tired of this kind of life.

She looked at Grace's body, which was as red as a shrimp's tail, and her eyes were distracted but she still gritted her teeth with an unyielding look, and finally chose to give up.

ended.

After that, Eileen never came again for a whole year.

……

The winter sunset stretched out the shadows of the dry trees on both sides of the cobblestone avenue. The magic lights at night in the imperial capital were lit, and there were a few sparse stars in the bluish night sky.

In the study of the five-story bungalow, Nurki Argerich sat at his desk, looking at the avenue in the distance from time to time, patiently waiting for his sister to come home.

He received a letter from Her Royal Highness Princess Victoria this afternoon, which stated that he hoped to have more contact with Her Royal Highness Grace.

Nurki held the letter with tulips and royal symbols in his hands, sighed sadly, and frowned.

The most difficult thing to deal with in this life is women...

It is impossible for me to like Her Highness Grace, and Her Highness Grace does not look like a simple person...

If only people could be as simple as magic potions.

I don't know how long it took, but the night fell completely. The family flag with the white griffon on it loomed from the end of the road, flying back into the wind under the galloping hooves of the horses.

Avro is back.

The originally tight eyebrows suddenly relaxed. Nurji stood up from the desk resolutely and walked downstairs quickly.

Passing through the mahogany stairs and across the splendid lobby, Nurki walked quickly to the steps of the door where the carriage stopped.

The gentle and considerate sister was getting out of the carriage by stepping on the railing of the carriage with the help of the maid.

Nurki was about to wave to his sister, but was interrupted by a familiar voice.

"Good evening, Mr. Nurki."

Nurki looked back and saw Ted, who was wearing a dark black top hat and deacon's clothes, bowing respectfully to him.

Because he was going to the medical clinic, he asked Mr. Ted to go to the Francis family to look for Miss Nora.

Nurki glanced at Afro, who was coming towards him, and asked Ted,

"What happened to what I asked you to check?"

Ted shook his head regretfully.

"Mr. Nurki, I have searched the entire Francis family and cannot find the noble lady named Nora."

"Is there no such thing as Nora Frances?"