I'm the Dauphin in France

Chapter 423 How can I live without you?
"Camelia," Bazel held the girl's shoulders tightly, staring into her extremely beautiful purple eyes, and said in a serious tone, "You must go to Paris! Not only that, you should also do everything you can to get close to the prince."

Camelia was obviously surprised and asked nervously, "Why...why? And there is no way I can get in touch with the crown prince..."

"Please believe me, teacher!" Bazel said in a serious tone, as if he was giving her the last lesson. "You just need to try to stay by the side of the Queen of France. It's impossible to be her maid, but you should be able to be a servant. You are very familiar with the court etiquette of Vienna, and Her Majesty the Queen will definitely like you.

"The Crown Prince must visit the Queen often, so you will run into him often. You should first understand his habits and preferences, start with a simple greeting, and try to talk to him more.

"You are so beautiful, no one would refuse to talk to you."

Camelia stared blankly at Bazel, who was both her teacher and friend: "What are you talking about? This is totally unimaginable..."

Bazel said without hesitation: "You must play to your strengths. I mean, even in the Palace of Versailles, you are the most eye-catching of all the girls!
"You need to make the Dauphin fall in love with you. You need to be more proactive... No, no, what's more important is to know the right measure. You can't let him feel that you are too proactive. You need to give him a very natural feeling. Oh, I know this is difficult and you don't have similar experience, but you can ask the ladies in the Palace of Versailles for advice. They are all very good at this. Of course, this requires giving them some benefits and being willing to spend money..."

The music teacher became more and more excited as he spoke: "When those skills come into play, that is, when the relationship between the Crown Prince and you becomes very 'harmonious', you must seize the opportunity - to become his mistress!"

Camelia struggled to free herself from Bazel's hands as if she had been stung by a bee. Her face turned red like the sunset. She stared at the ground and shook her head: "Please stop talking... How can I do this? I can't..."

"Yes, you can do it!" Bazel said loudly, "This is an opportunity that many people dream of, and it is the destiny given to you by God.

"Trust me! You have to do this!"

The girl threw the cocoa cup on the table in panic and backed away. She always trusted her teacher and had never made any mistakes when doing things according to his instructions, but at this moment, she didn't know whether she should listen to him.

"I... I came to say goodbye to you." She suddenly remembered the purpose of her visit, and retreated to the door, touched the door handle with her back turned, and then continued, "I will write to you. You will always be my most trusted friend. May God bless you. Now, I think I should go."

After she finished speaking, she pulled the door open and fled from Bazel's villa without looking back.

Bazel stretched out his hand towards her back, but then trembled and took it back. His eyes were red, and he murmured in a low voice: "Will we meet again? My Camelia... Oh, no, it's better not to meet.

"I hope you can live happily in Paris. I hope you can be happy! You must be happy!
"But, without you in my world, how am I supposed to live..."

He saw the girl seemed to turn around and look at him before getting on the carriage, and immediately waved to her: "Come on, Camelia, follow the Crown Prince. It's okay, smile, yes! Smile!"

Camelia got into the car, feeling very confused. Mr. Bazel actually said that it was her fate, the fate of becoming that man's mistress...

The handsome face of the French crown prince flashed through her mind, and she trembled slightly, her cheeks flushed. It was indeed as the teacher said, many girls dreamed of being favored by him, but was it really necessary to do that?
But the teacher never lied to me, and the decisions he made for me were never wrong...

By the time she returned home in her daze, it was almost dusk.

From a distance, she saw the gate of the manor was open - there should be no one there - and hurriedly said to the French servant nervously: "Mr. Eric, someone seems to have come to the house?" The carriage stopped far away, and Eric got off alone to check the situation in the manor. After a while, several people in palace guard uniforms pushed him out and shouted something.

Camelia only vaguely heard words like "fraud" and "seizure"...

In a luxurious villa southwest of Vienna, Baron Walter was hugging a heavily made-up woman and raised his glass to the people opposite him and said proudly, "The old thing is finally dead. Hahaha, God, you finally remembered that you haven't taken her away. And I can finally get that cute little lark."

On the sofa, a slightly plump young nobleman was touching the chest of the woman next to him, and deliberately joked: "Fred, I guess Miss Camelia will definitely reject you again, just like before, haha."

Several other nobles also smiled.

Walter pushed the woman who was clinging to him away and said disdainfully: "I have asked Judge Meyer and Marquis Wilhorna to make arrangements. She will definitely not be able to refuse me this time."

"Just wait and see," he patted the cushion beside him and said proudly, "In half a month at most, or even next week, you will see my little dessert sitting here."

The other nobles began to join in the fun, even telling some dirty jokes, congratulating Walter on getting what he wanted.

"Well, I have to take her to the 'party' at the end of the month." Walter stroked his chin and smiled lewdly, "Those guys at Buckhouse will definitely be drooling with envy, haha."

While Walter was showing off to his friends, Joseph was in a room on the second floor of Schönbrunn Palace, frowning at the servant Eric in front of him: "Are you saying that the palace guards have sealed the Delvaux family's estate?"

The latter nodded and said, "Yes, Your Highness. They said that Mrs. Delvaux was involved in a fraud case during her lifetime. In addition to the manor, three hectares of real estate in the northern suburbs of Vienna were also seized."

The responsibilities of law enforcement in this era were very vague. The army was an important law enforcement department, while the police usually only handled civilian cases. The fact that the palace guards were mobilized showed that this fraud case was very serious.

Camelia, who had been calmed down by the maid, started to wipe away her tears again after hearing this.

Joseph's face darkened. He knew that his mother gave her wet nurse a sum of money every year, at least four or five thousand livres. Over the past ten years, this money alone was enough for the Delvaux family to buy the manor and the little real estate. She had no need to commit any fraud.

Eric continued, "Oh, by the way, Your Highness, the palace guards also said that there is a Baron Walter who knows relevant evidence."

When Joseph heard the name Walter, he immediately understood.

"Sure enough, this guy is the one causing trouble!"

(End of this chapter)