Be a matchmaker in an otome game

Chapter 293 Viscount Cliff

Back at the City Lord's Mansion, Sophia came out after receiving the news: "Are you back?"

When she saw Olivia's face clearly, she froze for a moment: "What is this?"

The bulky wooden-framed glasses covered most of Olivia's face. If this was not the child she raised since she was a child, she might not have recognized it.

Olivia tilted her head and smiled slyly: "Don't Sofia know me?"

Sophia quickly recovered, frowned and said, "Are these glasses? Can't you make them look better?"

Wearing a large and heavy frame on the face really affects the value of the face.

"I'll just change it later, I'll use this one for now," Sophia waved her hand nonchalantly, "Have you finished talking with mother? I have something to report to mother."

"Not yet, but the Unknown Baron has left first, Alice and the Viscount have other things to talk about."

Olivia nodded: "Then don't wait for mother, help me and Felicia arrange lunch first."

"I understand." Sophia bowed slightly and stepped back.

It was already past lunch time, and Felisa was hungry very early, but it was inconvenient for her to bring it up, so she endured it until now.

Sophia prepared very quickly, and soon someone said that lunch was ready.

During the meal, the two followed the etiquette of not talking when eating or sleeping, and eating quietly.

Until an uninvited guest disturbed them.

The door of the restaurant was pushed open, and a slender figure slowly stepped into the restaurant with the crisp knocking sound of "Tuk Tuk".

Only Sophia stayed to serve the two young ladies. When she saw the person coming in, she immediately bowed and said, "My lord."

"Well," the visitor responded coldly, "get up."

Olivia immediately put down the knife and fork and stood up: "Mother."

Felisa saw the unnamed lady entering the door behind Viscount Cliff at a glance, but she had no time to say hello to her mother, so she focused on Viscount Cliff first.

In the royal city, she had seen many noble ladies, among whom the prime minister's wife and the queen were the most impressive.

The prime minister's wife is soft on the outside and strong on the inside. Due to poor health, her face is always pale and morbid. She is as delicate as a flower in a greenhouse, weak and beautiful.

As the mother of a country, the queen is dignified and dignified. Under her coercion, people always dare not look directly at her face.

But Viscount Cliff is different from the Prime Minister's wife and the queen. If she had to use an adjective to describe Viscount Cliff, Felicia could only think of iron and blood.

Viscount Cliff is indeed a different woman. Her hair was cut very short, just past her ears at most, and then all her hair was combed back, revealing a smooth forehead. She looked capable and neat. She didn't wear a skirt. , but chose equestrian clothes, high boots wrapped her slender legs, and held a cane that looked like it had been used for many years. When walking, her foot was slightly sloped, which should be due to an injury on her leg.

Felisa restrained her thoughts, and saluted Viscount Cliff: "Your Excellency, Viscount."

Viscount Cliff's indifferent gaze swept across Felisa: "Are you Alice's daughter?"

Felisa replied cautiously: "Yes."

Viscount Cliff nodded and said nothing to Sophia, "Is lunch ready?"

Sophia immediately went to the kitchen.

Both Olivia and Felisa switched places, giving way to the host, which was part of the etiquette they had been taught since childhood.

"Don't be restrained." Viscount Cliff raised his hand, motioning for them all to sit down, "You guys eat first."

Seeing that Olivia moved first, Felisa dared to continue eating.

Olivia quickly finished eating the rest of the food, and she stood up: "Mother, I have something to report to you, so I'll go to the study and wait for you."

"Go." Viscount Cliff said indifferently.

Felisa glanced at Olivia, swallowed the last bite of bread, and carefully raised her eyes to her mother who had been silent all this time, without moving.

"Alice," Viscount Cliff called Mrs. Unnamed, with a cold tone, "You will bring Felisa to live in the City Lord's Mansion for a few days, think about it carefully."

The unknown lady answered in a low voice: "Yes."

Felisa noticed that her mother seemed to be in a low mood. What kind of grievances did she suffer from Viscount Cliff?
In front of Viscount Cliff, of course she didn't dare to ask directly. It wasn't until they settled down in the room of the Lord's Mansion that Felisa asked doubtfully, "Is mother upset? She had an affair with Viscount Cliff. dispute?"

Mrs. Wuming was stunned for a moment, then shook her head: "No, Missy and I just have some different ideas."

As long as Felisa can remember, their family was a nobleman, that is to say, more than ten or twenty years have passed, and her mother still calls Viscount Cliff "Miss", which shows that the master and servant have deep feelings, but in such a Under the deep feelings, the two still had differences.

Make a reasonable guess...

"Is it about me?"

Besides, Felisa couldn't think of any other more reasonable reason.

"You really have grown up a lot," Mrs. Wuming rubbed the top of Fei Lisa's hair with sore eyes, "but I wish you were still the child who didn't grow up."

"Mother," Felisa sighed, "people have to grow up."

And compared to those freaks in Wangcheng, she can be said to have grown up very late.

Mrs. Wuming was silent for a while, and asked slowly, "Then have you thought about what to do in the future?"

in the future...

"Before I went to Wangcheng, I always thought that my life trajectory was to graduate from the academy in Wangcheng, and then come back to inherit the title and territory of my father and mother, just like other nobles."

However, this is also the past.

Mrs. Wuming also heard the implication, and asked: "What about now?"

just now……

"His Royal Highness Fred has other arrangements for me." Felisa said, but it was difficult to tell her mother what the specific arrangements were.

Because the key to this so-called arrangement is not Felisa herself, but Azalez. Although neither Fred nor Safi said this clearly, it is not difficult to guess.

The matter of the blood contract is a secret, even if it is to mother, it is useless to say it, they do not have the ability to solve this matter, and it is useless to talk about this matter except to make mother worry, it is better not to say it.

Mrs. Wuming obviously thought wrongly, she became nervous: "Arrangement? What arrangement? He won't treat you..."

"No, no," Felisa immediately stopped her mother's wild thoughts, "His Royal Highness Fred didn't mean that, he has a very good relationship with Safi, and he wouldn't do such a thing."

With Felisa's assurance, Madam Wuming relaxed a little bit: "It's fine if you don't have one, but you don't have to have particularly high expectations for the nobles. For them, playing with feelings is nothing more than a normal thing. .”

Felica did not refute Mrs. Wuming's words, and smiled faintly: "Don't worry, I understand."

(End of this chapter)