I Bought the Villains With Money

“How?”

This question wasn’t because he didn’t believe me. It was a question that asked me to make him believe what I said.

“I told you. I have a lot of money. There’s nothing that money can’t do. Just tell me what you want.”

“You’re talking like you can buy the whole country.”

It wasn’t funny, but it was easy.

If I could become the head of the Irenberg family and use the Irenberg’s property to my heart’s content, I could buy one small kingdom right away.

And in the future, my property would increase even more. I was planning to take the things that were taken away by Dyson anyway.

“Do you want a country? A country… Let’s just build our own kingdom. I will do that for you.”

Because I would take away the country that Dyson would succeed.

As soon as I finished speaking, Cassion shook his head from listening to all the craziness.

His mouth opened slowly.

“Please don’t think pessimistically. If you need land, I will buy a piece of land off the capital for you. So, do you want to marry me, Cassion?

I gave Cassion the best I could provide.

For now, I could give him money, and I would provide him with power in the future.

But from Cassion’s point of view, I probably sounded like I was bluffing.

Cassion hasn’t spoken for a while.

“No, I don’t want to.”

And the answer that came out at the end was rejection.

I thought you were done rejecting me! Were you kidding me? I clenched my fist, but I held it in. How could I keep begging him to marry me?

“Sure, you don’t have to.”

At the unmeet expectation, I roughly leaned my back against a chair, and I decided to end today’s courtship here.

Life’s usually about people changing from ‘no, no, no’ to ‘yes, yes, yes’ anyway.

Cassion’s gaze bore a hole on my side face. He still had an expressionless face, but his eyes sparkled with playfulness.

“You spoke informally earlier. You are insulting a royal.”

“You should report me, then.”

Cassion sighed as he glanced at me, a look of wonder at what kind of things were going on in my head.

He stepped on the footrest he put on the wall and came down from the window frame.

Cassion ambled and crawled under the blanket.

I was paying attention to his every move, pretending not to care because I had to catch him if he stumbled.

Fortunately, he arrived safely in his bed and even covered himself with a cozy blanket. After receiving my care, Cassion’s health improved slightly.

In the past, he would have breathed heavily on his way to the bed, but today he didn’t stop midway and made it to the bed.

I was proud of myself that my softened expression was shown.

Cassion shouldn’t see my face because he hated if I worried about him too much.

He said not to pity him, though  I have never pitied Cassion.

Because of my interest, I was nice to Cassion, not because I felt sorry for him. And it was also because of my conscience as an adult.

But I couldn’t explain it in detail, but it was not sympathy. That’s all I could say.

Of course, Cassion didn’t believe it, and whenever I made a worried face, he frowned.

“Did you eat?”

I told Casion that this wasn’t a worry but a mere daily question that anyone would ask.

Last time, he gave me a short answer, but today Casion pretended not to hear me.

“Are you going to sleep?”

I approached the bed.

His eyelids were tightly closed. I swung my hand in front of his eyes to check.

There was no movement in his long eyelashes. He withered like a kitten that I had never had before; it looked like he needed to increase his appetite.

“I need to find the cure quickly.”

Finding Rupert was faster than I thought.

Before I died, Journee’s information collection speed was way faster than the information department operated by the royal palace to the point that Dyson was blown away.

“I’m frustrated so, this won’t do.”

I should invest in Zoe’s guild the first thing if I married Cassion and gained the authority to spend Irenberg’s property at my heart content.

I pulled the blanket and covered Cassion properly.

‘By the way, what happened to you, Your Highness?’

The question I wanted to ask Cassion was stuck in my chest like a stone.

***

Finally, the long-awaited Zoe visited me.

It was around the time I listened to the climax of the mystery novel read by Janice.

“Oh my god!”

Janice freaked out when she saw Zoe, who came through the window silently.

“You came, auntie.”

“Aren’t you surprised by me?”

It was because I saw her shadow.

I shrugged my shoulders. Janice mumbled, ‘Why didn’t anyone tell me anything?’ as she closed the book and stepped back.

“What about the favor I ask you to do?”

“I found him.”

“As expected, I knew you could find him.”

Zoe raised her eyebrows.

“You sometimes act like a hundred-year-old old man. People might think you have lived twice my age.”

It wasn’t that I was 100 years old, but it was my second life.

“I want to take my time to chat with you, but I’m in a hurry. Where is that person?”

Last night, Cassion suffered greatly.

The medicine I received from Dallas could not even reduce his pain.

So I needed the person I was looking for right now.

They were a genius person who quickly climbed to the palace’s doctor’s office due to the developing new medicine and new treatments but fell into the abyss due to the madness of being an anatomy lover.

‘Rupert.’

When I was 15, he developed a drug that magically reduces pain.

I remembered Cassion’s condition getting a little better after taking medicine.

‘I have to speed up the development of the cure as soon as possible.’