Unspeakable bubbles

'But it doesn't feel bad!'

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"My lord, are you leaving already?"

"Yes, Bubble is going to visit Grant's family."

"This is just a small token of my appreciation..."

"Oh, thank you for the gift!"

“My lord, I also have a small business in the south... I hope you will take care of me from now on, hahaha.”

"Bubble will take care of your business, don't worry."

"My lord, thanks to your guidance these past few days, I feel my martial arts skills have improved by leaps and bounds!"

"Huh? No, you must be imagining things."

"Haha, Your Excellency the Marquis is truly witty."

Mary arrived quite late, and a large group of nobles were chatting with the little girl, making it difficult for her to squeeze in.

"Your Excellency, may I go in and say goodbye to the Marquis?"

Mary had already removed her veil, and she gave a charming smile to a middle-aged nobleman in front of her.

"Countess Mary, you are a little late."

The nobleman, who had met Mary a few times, greeted her but didn't move, showing no intention of giving up his place.

"..."

Mary was at her wits' end, so she tried to borrow the status of the nobles she was more familiar with.

However, her beauty, which had always been invincible, was now completely useless!

The noblemen either ignored Mary's words or simply greeted her and then left without saying anything more, showing no intention of displaying their gentlemanly manners whatsoever.

After trying a few times, Mary resigned herself to standing on the outermost edge.

Mary's expression was somewhat strange; never before had she so craved power.

'My beauty, which I've always relied on, is so fragile.'

Those men who usually fawn over me, practically ready to tear a piece of my flesh, wouldn't even glance at me now.

'Is the Marquis more beautiful than me? Of course not, at least not now.'

'...'

'Indeed, power is the most wonderful thing in the world.'

'I've always understood, I've always understood...'

Mary remained motionless like a statue until the little girl's carriage began to move, at which point she snapped out of her daze and cried out, "Your Excellency, Marquis!"

She disregarded all decorum and, like a comical clown, jumped and waved at the carriage.

Despite the disdainful looks from all the nobles, Mary shouted with all her might, "My lord, don't forget, Mary will always be your friend!"

"I will write to you!"

The carriage curtain moved slightly, and the little girl peeked out from inside.

Goodbye, Mary!

"..."

"goodbye!"

Mary was overjoyed, Your Excellency, at least she hadn't forgotten her.

She kept waving at the carriage, and when she came to her senses, she found that all the nobles were staring at her with strange looks.

Mary's face turned bright red in an instant.

She wanted to leave immediately, but found her legs trembling so badly she couldn't take a step.

At that moment, a strong hand landed on Mary's shoulder.

“Let’s go back.” Cecil gave her a big smile.

“Cecil…”

Mary's eyes reddened: "You, how did you get here?"

"I told you, I'm going to spend the whole day with you today."

"Mary, let's go."

"kindness!"

Section 615, Chapter 614: Great Grace

"Oh my, it's been so long since I've been back, hahaha."

Petty walked to the Marquis's mansion and pounded on the door: "Open the door, open the door! I, Petty Grant, am back!"

The gates of the Marquis's mansion creaked open, and the servant who opened the door was taken aback when he saw Petty.

"Miss! Why are you back?"

"Surprised?"

Patty chuckled: "Quickly call Dad out. I came here specifically to let him know I'm safe."

"I'll be right there, please wait a moment, Miss!"

The servant looked delighted, and as he ran back, he shouted, "Miss is back! Master, Miss is back!"

Seeing this, Petty secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She deliberately didn't tell her family when she came back this time, just to see how the servants really reacted.

The fact that the Marquis of Grant had forcefully sent Petty to Laplace College back then left a lingering resentment in her heart.

"It's alright, it's a normal reaction."

'Hehe, Dad didn't give up on me after all.'

Patty's mood improved, and she waved to the bubbles in the distance: "Come on, Bubble, welcome to my home!"

"Oh!"

A moment later, a muscular middle-aged man emerged.

His arms were thick and long, making them particularly eye-catching.

"You brat, you didn't even tell me you were coming back!"

Fogra laughed heartily, then reached out and smacked Petty on the head.

"It's been years, how come you're still so frail?"

"Well"

Petty was so struck by the slap that she saw stars. Seeing that he seemed about to hit her again, the girl quickly dodged.

"You, you want to make me stupid?!"

"You brat, what are you saying?"

"It's been years since I've seen you. I can't even pat you on the head anymore."

Fergra was somewhat annoyed, and he reached out his hand again.

Now, Petty had nowhere to hide.

"what!"

The girl only felt a 'buzz' in her ears, and then she knew nothing more.

"..."

"Uh"

Fogra's hand froze in mid-air as he looked at his daughter lying on the ground with an embarrassed expression.

"Help! Help!"

"Call a doctor! My daughter has heatstroke!"

After working for a while, Fogra finally noticed the little girl who was looking at him curiously.

Are you Patty's friend?

Fugra reached out his hand, thought for a moment, and then quickly withdrew it.

"kindness!"

"Little girl, how did you two meet?" Fogra asked curiously.

“Bubble also used to attend Laplace College; we were in the same class.”

"Oh, so you're classmates."

Fogra grinned. "The fact that Pettyken brought you home means you're very good friends."

"Don't be shy, make yourself at home. It's rare for Patty to have friends, so Uncle will treat you well, hahaha."

"Oh, then I'll have to trouble you, Marquis Gorilla!"

"..."

The servants behind Fugra stared wide-eyed, looking at the little girl in disbelief, never expecting her to be so bold!

Haven't you heard the rumors about this Marquis?

He's the kind of guy who eats children!

"Marquis of the Ape?"

Fogra scratched his head; he didn't show the happy expression that Petty had suggested.