The Male Lead’s Father Refuses to Break Off Our Engagement

Actually, the ring was taken with the thought, ‘It’s good if it fits, if it’s not then it doesn’t.’ However, the man burst into laughter as if that was the correct answer.

“Interesting.”

The man sitting across from Evelia arrogantly crossed his legs. When he removed the ring, his appearance changed in an instant.

Silver hair that seems to embrace the moonlight and gold eyes that contrast with it. It was the same as Samuel described in the novel.

The only difference was that he was younger, in his late 30s.

“Good, someone like Lady is worth talking to.”

Evelia instinctively realized that she had passed Samuel’s test.

If she hadn’t figured out his identity, he would have sent her back, for various reasons.

“What do you want?”

Evelia placed the pouch she was carrying on the table. There was a sound of metal crashing. Samuel guessed the inside from the sound.

“Isn’t that an accessory?”

“I want you to cash in those accessories first.”

“And then what?”

“I want you to find someone.”

“Who do you want to find?”

“A doctor. The gender is female, she has scarlet hair and green eyes. Oh, her name is Erin. She must be living in the capital or near the capital. Is this enough information?”

“Yes, that’s enough. What is the price?”

Evelia tapped the pouch on the table.

“The price of finding her will be enough with this ring.”

Samuel’s eyes shone sharply.

“But you intend to replace it with something else.”

“Yes. I intend to continue to rely on Sierro, and it will take more than normal pay to move it.”

Evelia pushed her pocket a little closer to Samuel.

“I’ll tell you how your sister can get better.”

Samuel, who was picking up the pouch, couldn’t control his surprise and grabbed the pocket tightly.

The accessories clattered in the pocket.

“Please handle it with care. If it gets scratched, it loses its value.”

“Ah…”

Samuel finally loosened his grip.

“I’ve been looking for it for seven years, since she was born, and I never found it. How do you know that?”

“I can tell.”

“And how?”

His relaxed expression became urgent. Evelia leaned back against the back of the chair and recalled the contents of the original story.

The name of the novel she possessed is ‘Aria of Light’. And Samuel’s sister’s name was Aria.

Anyone who has read the novel will recognize it immediately.

‘Aria is the heroine of the original work.’

Despite her weak body since childhood, Aria grew up as a warm and affectionate child.

She fell in love with Ruth, who was betrayed by his stepmother, Evelia, and Cassis, whom he believed to be his father, and who didn’t trust people.

Ruth finally opened his heart to Aria, who always approached him no matter how much he pushed her away.

Not only that, but Aria was the only one who could cure the curse manifested in Ruth.

So the title of the original novel was ‘Aria of Light’. Aria was a ray of light for Ruth, who was filled with darkness in his life.

The reason Aria was weak was simple. She was born with a strong divine power, and her body couldn’t handle that power.

Her healing power, strong enough to heal Ruth’s curse, was eating away her health.

‘I can’t fix everything right now, but…’

There was a way to recover a little bit of physical strength.

“Try a decoction of Talan flowers.”

“Talan?”

“It doesn’t grow in the Empire, but it’s a flower that grows in the Kingdom of Cesia, and it will be effective in increasing physical strength.”

“How am I supposed to trust you, lady?”

“You are the head of Sierro. Now that I have given my conclusions, isn’t it up to you to find out whether they are reliable information?”

“All right.”

Samuel straightened his expression and tied the pockets.

“But until the information is verified, I can’t give you the information you want either.”

“I know. But it would be good for you to find that woman quickly.”

‘Because the Erin I’m looking for is the person who makes the medicine to cure Aria’s disease in the original story.’

Erin Launer. Ignored as a woman, she later developed several new drugs, including a cure for Aria’s illness.

However, she didn’t properly know the value of the medicine she made and sold the recipe to a bad merchant at a low price.

Later, Samuel learns that it was Erin who made the cure and visits her, but she is already seriously ill.

I knew what medicines could cure my body, but I didn’t have the money to buy because it was expensive.

Erin Launer died trying to treat Aria until the very end, when she heard Samuel’s plea for help.

Evelia decided to change the unfortunate fate of Erin and her own at the same time.

‘Let’s support Erin.’

The idea was simple: sponsoring her so she could get her medicine to market and share in the profits.

In addition, having her to develop Aria’s cure will make it easier to deal with Samuel in the future.

But I couldn’t say that until now. This is all Evelia can say.

“Oh right.”

Evelia, who had risen from her seat, sat back down and smiled.

“There is one thing I need.”

She smiled as she thought of another reason for coming here.

* * *

Fortunately, Samuel immediately got what Evelia asked for. It was a small glass bottle the size of a thumb, with a clear liquid inside.

Evelia put the things he gave her in her pocket and returned to the mansion.

Fortunately, no one noticed that she was out.

I asked Annie, the exclusive maid, not to come in because she hadn’t slept well last night and wanted to sleep in peace.

Evelia, who secretly returned to her room through the passageway where the employees used to go, hurriedly changed her clothes.

Annie came to me as soon as I shoved the black hoodie into the closet and changed into my indoor clothes.

“Lady, it’s time for dinner.”

Evelia usually ate alone, but regularly had dinner with her family once a week. It was the will of Count Venion.

Count Venion brought Evelia to the mansion, but he didn’t consider her a child.

To him, Evelia was just a product to be put on the marriage market. Raise her to be as beautiful as possible, and don’t know the world.

Of course, he rarely visited her. He had been here for a week, but Evelia had never seen him before.

But is it because of being conscious of the eyes of the people around you? He invited Evelia to dinner once a week.

Today was the very day.

‘I don’t want to go…’

Even if I went, I didn’t think I would see anything good. It was enough for her to become a foreign object caught in a friendly family with what she had experienced in her previous life.

Evelia thought for a moment about whether to refuse by saying she was sick.

However, she soon got up. It was because she had something to say after seeing Count Venion’s face.

“Okay, I’ll go.”

Evelia followed Annie’s guidance to the dining room. Other families were already in the dining room.

At the head of the table were the Count and Countess of Venion, and on the left were my half-brother Arthur and Derek.

The eyes of the four people looking at Evelia were not very nice. Derek’s gaze was particularly fierce.

Evelia was taken aback by his attitude.

‘Why are you staring at me while you pushed me down the stairs?’

It was she who should be angry, not Derek. She didn’t express it, but her body still throbbed in the aftermath of yesterday.

Evelia was pondering for a moment whether she should argue with him again, but Count Venion spoke first.

“You’re late.”

Evelia looked away from Derek and then to Count Venion.

‘He looks skinnier than I thought.’

Is it because of the fact that Count Venion threatened Cassis? Evelia vaguely imagined that Count Venion was a man who greedily gained weight.

However, the man sitting in front of me surprisingly has a sharp jawline and sharp eyes. I’d heard he was a knight, and it seemed to be true.

“Why do you look like that?”

“No. I was thinking about something else for a while.”

Evelia sat down in the seat prepared by the maids and this time began to observe the others.

The first thing I saw was Countess Venion.

Her cat-like eyes left an impression, and she didn’t hide her displeasure from the moment Evelia appeared.

She didn’t give Evelia a glance, but she tapped on the table nervously or gulped down the wine served as an aperitif.