Unspeakable bubbles

The young, ambitious Earl Nicole.

The former Viscount Yuge, a man of principle who refused to form factions.

Conflict, suppression, coercion... and even the final tragedy, Eileen told everything she knew in one breath.

"Ah, these are all things my father, Baron House, told me. Your Excellency, if you don't believe me, you can ask my father!"

Section 368, Chapter 367: Acknowledgment

“Uncle House? No need, Bubble knows you’re not lying.”

The little girl said listlessly, "Qiong, we're not going home later."

"...Where shall we go?" Joan asked cautiously.

"When we go to the old man's castle, Bubble needs to ask him directly."

"No, please don't!"

Eileen immediately became anxious: "Viscount, going to see Earl Nicole now is like a lamb entering a tiger's den!"

"Bubble must go."

The little girl shook her head; her attitude was firm.

"Thank you, Eileen, for telling Bubble these things."

"However, the rest is up to Bubble himself."

"Well"

Eileen hesitated for a long time, but still didn't dare to say, "I'll go with you."

"Your Excellency, please be careful."

Seeing the little girl's sad expression, Eileen suddenly regretted her decision.

"See you tomorrow?"

"Bubble hasn't been going to the academy lately..."

"..."

Eileen forced a smile: "Your Excellency, everything will be alright."

"I... I'll take my leave now!"

The atmosphere inside the carriage was extremely oppressive. Eileen and her maid left the carriage as if they were fleeing in panic.

"Bubble, I... I also have something I want to tell you."

Joan took a deep breath: "Actually, Bubble, your sister Sasha's death is also related to Count Nicole!"

"Huh?"

"That fire was not an accident."

“Count Nicol probably wanted to eliminate the threat completely back then.”

After saying that, Joan looked at Bubbles nervously.

If the little girl were to ask her at this moment, "Qiong, how did you know?" she wouldn't have a reason yet.

Fortunately, the little girl didn't ask any questions.

"..."

"Bubble, I... I've found out a way."

Joan forced herself to continue: "For disputes between nobles like this, Bubble can file a 'divine revenge' petition with the Sixth Agency."

“Once the application is approved, that fat count will have no choice but to settle things with you.”

"Of course, I think this matter needs to be considered carefully. After all, we don't have any influence in Sien, and dealing with Nicole is a huge challenge..."

"Qiong"

"what?"

"Let's go to the Earl's castle."

Joan wanted to persuade her further, but after seeing the little girl's expression, she could only sigh.

"Alright, let's go to Count Nicol and get some answers!"

"Bubble!"

Becky greeted the little girl with a smile and welcomed her into her home: "What a rare guest! Did you come here specifically to see Becky?"

The little girl shook her head: "Bubble is looking for the old man. Bubble has something very important to ask him."

"It's official business."

Becky was a little disappointed, but she quickly hid her expression.

"Let's go, I'll take you to Father."

They remained silent the whole way. Becky opened her mouth several times, but seeing the little girl's heavy expression, she swallowed her words.

'I've never seen Bubble like this before, what's wrong with her?'

"Bubble, is there something you need?"

Nicole smiled and asked as he saw his daughter leading Bubble straight toward him.

"Uncle, Bubble has something very important to ask you."

"Ok?"

"Bubble's father and mother, were their deaths related to you, old man?"

Nicole's expression changed, and before he could say anything, Becky shouted, "Bubble, what are you talking about? How is this possible!"

The little girl didn't speak; she stared at Nicole with a serious expression.

"Someone, take the young lady back to her room first."

"Father!"

"Listen to me, there's a misunderstanding between the Viscount and me that needs to be clarified."

Nicole waved her hand, and with the 'help' of several maids, Becky was reluctantly sent back to her room.

"Bubble, where did you hear that rumor?"

Nicole said nonchalantly, "The Yog and Charman families have always had a good relationship. Don't be misled by some people with ulterior motives."

"Uncle, Bubble wants to hear the truth."

The little girl said earnestly, "Bubble hates liars the most."

"..."

"Bubble, this world isn't just black and white."

"Even lies can sometimes be white lies."

Nicole's expression turned serious: "Bubble, are you unhappy in Sien?"

"Bubble is so happy!"

"Let's stay happy like this forever!"

Nicole shook her head: "I'll pretend you never came to see me today, Bubble, go back."

"..."

"Uncle, you're letting Bubble live happily like this forever, but,"

"But Bubble isn't happy anymore."

"Bubble doesn't understand complicated things. All Bubble knows is that if things aren't resolved, Bubble will never be happy!"

"How do you plan to resolve this?"

Nicole suddenly laughed: "Even if I drove your parents to their deaths, even if I sent a knight to set fire to the orphanage..."

"Bubble, you one, oh, plus your two servants and that third-rate patrol, what can you do?"

"Uncle, do you admit it?"

Nicole looked at the bubbles, his expression gradually turning cold.

A viscount who harbors hatred after learning the truth will inevitably become a hidden danger for the Charman family in the future.

Besides, she has such a good relationship with her daughter.

"I admit it."

Nicole said calmly, "To be honest, I didn't want your parents to die, and sending Kidd to find you sisters and eliminate the root of the problem was a decision I made on my own."

"Ha, you probably wouldn't believe what I'm saying."

"Bubble believes."

Nicole was taken aback; for the first time, he looked bewildered in front of Bubble.

"Although Bubble believes it, Bubble still wants to seek justice for her sister, and for her parents."

“What do you want to do?” Nicole asked, frowning.

"Bubble wants revenge."

After a pause, the little girl said earnestly, "A sacred revenge!"

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In his luxurious study, Charlie Klein was looking at a report with great interest.

"dong dong"

"Hmm, Isabelle? Come in."

"Father, how come you can always guess it's me?"