His Highness’ Secret Accountant

Chapter 193

"Ah, then you were attacked while traveling."

"Yes. I think I became a target because I came from another country. Everything I had was stolen, so I had no choice but to stay like this."

"Oh my"

After eating, the two women sat down face-to-face and chatted.

As time passed, Orhan's expression became more and more fierce, but no one cared.

"By the way, I don't even know your name. I am A I mean, Helena."

"It's a beautiful name. I am Estelle."

Contrary to Orhan's unpleasant mood, the two seemed to get along quite well.

Orhan's gaze changed sharply when he saw Estelle speaking with the tip of her chin raised as if she had become Ayla's superior.

"I'm going to the bathroom for a moment. Take a look around, Estelle."

Ayla, who was chatting with Estelle, got up from her seat with a shy smile.

Even in the way she nodded her head towards Ayla and gestured as if telling her to go, Estelle was the superior.

Whether she knew it or not, he couldn't believe his master was walking around, smiling He couldn't help but sigh.

It was a matter of self-esteem now.

Even if she isn't Ayla, he has to at least fulfill his duties as the person who serves her.

As the petty beggar was putting on an act in front of him, he had to take action.

"The expensive leather chair has gotten dirty because of someone."

Orhan said in a blunt tone, after confirming that Ayla had left the living room.

Even as he spoke loudly so that she could hear, Estelle had a relaxed expression on her face and did not change much.

For a normal person, in this case, most people would get up right away and blush in shame.

Obviously, she was not an ordinary woman.

Orhan, who was moving his lips while frowning, raised his hand and pretended to shake off the chair, looking at Estelle with a blatant gaze.

"Oh my I'm sorry."

He hated Estelle, who smiled brightly despite his rude attitude and responded casually.

"Hm. The flowers have withered a little. Seems like the butler isn't taking good care of them."

""

"The painting is crooked. It needs to be balanced."

Is she slow-witted or does she not have any notion?'

Orhan clenched his teeth tightly at the sight of Estelle, who was now snooping around the living room and nitpicking.

***

A large, round full moon appeared over the darkened sky.

Contrary to the beautiful scenery, the inside of the mansion, which is nestled deep in the forest, was not like that at all.

"I said no more."

"How can we send her out this late at night? Moreover, it is a sparsely populated place. I can't do that."

"Are you saying we should have someone we don't know stay here?"

"She's a traveler. Her situation is difficult"

Ayla, who was looking at Orhan, said in a slow voice.

His sharp gaze, which has been on Ayla, stayed on Estelle standing outside the door.

The way she had been arrogant until just a moment ago was nowhere to be seen, and the way she looked down while wiggling her hands, holding each other, was miserable.

A light sigh escaped Orhan's lips as he grabbed his forehead and collected his thoughts for a moment.

"Ugh. Just for today. No more."

"Of course."

Woosh.

He could feel his face heating up at the cute smile Ayla gave him.

At times like this, dark skin color wasn't necessarily a bad thing.

At least he could hide his feelings.

Theon, who was examining the documents, had no particular expression on his face.

Whether he had finished his review, he waved the fountain pen he was holding robotically and looked no different than usual.

"I haven't seen you in a few days."

Theon, who put down the fountain pen, stood up and looked up.

He was notorious for not asking about the personal affairs of his secretaries.

It was quite unprecedented for Theon to ask a personal question first.

"Ah"

Louis hesitated to answer the unexpected question.

Should he tell the truth? Or should he make something up?

Louis' inner self was conflicted. It wasn't a simple matter of trusting him or not.

As if he had made a decision, Louis opened his mouth while pouting his lips.

"It's no big deal."

A cold, sarcastic smile hung over Theon's face, who had been keeping silent at Louis' brief reply.

He didn't seem like a person that would go around and fight, but he seems to have misunderstood him.

Louis' face, which he had not seen in a long time, was full of small scratches.

Looking at his cracked lips and skin peeling here and there on his hands, it didn't seem like it was an ordinary affair.

"I didn't know you were interested in hand-to-hand combat."

"You are mistaken."

"It doesn't matter. You just have to do your job well anyway."

""

"Then back to the point, what happened to the Queen of Raff? If there is still no reply, please decline in advance."

"There was a positive attitude on their end. They have sent a letter saying they will move forward with the visit plan as soon as possible."

At Louis' formal words, Theon muttered, That's a relief.', and nodded his head slightly.

Not long ago, he sent several letters to the Raff Kingdom with the pretext of a meeting.