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Chapter 46

Bianca was in quite a bind.

"How did this happen?'

Bianca glanced sideways at the two women sitting next to her.

One was an elegant old lady with a firm impression and the other a lady with dazzlingly beautiful blonde hair.

And both ladies, until the morning, were the last people I thought I'd sit with Bianca.

'......Wow, I'm going to have an upset stomach.'

Bianca bit the crumbly cookie, complaining inside.

Because the two ladies, with Bianca between them, were glaring at each other.

The coffee in front of the two was cooling down.

"Bibi, can I get you some more madeleine?"

"You liked chocolate cookies earlier. How about a chocolate muffin?"

After a while, the two ladies competitively asked Bianca a question.

Bianca rolled only her eyes.

'It's good that I can eat a lot of snacks.'

Snacks piled up in front of me, but the problem was that they were not in a comfortable atmosphere.

"Well, I like both Madeleine and chocolate muffins. I mean......."

Bianca, trying to mediate the two, eventually gave up and took a sip of orange juice.

'How did this happen.......'

Bianca recalled how things turned out like that's how it happened.

A few hours ago.

Bianca was spearheading an academic theatre play.

As each of the roles was decided, the theatrical practice went easier than I thought.

The newly casted children had yet to memorize their lines, so they were all nose-in-the-script.

Nicholas rushed out, wondering if he was unhappy with his role.

"Are you going to tell the teacher again?"

"Well, why do you care?"

The children's discontented voices followed Nicholas's tail.

Waiting for the practice to end, Ludmila and the Duchess went back and forth down to the auditorium.

Bianca's eyes were rounded as she was about to exit the auditorium.

"Huh, Grandma? Count Tessa is here, too."

Grandma.

At that time, when the Duke's Grandmother frowned unknowingly.

Ludmila suddenly opened her mouth.

"Could you please call me "Sister" instead of Count Tessa?"

"What?"

Bianca has become a vague face.

Ludmila softened Bianca with an envious voice.

"Well you call the Duchess, Grandma, so why not call me Sister, huh?"

I also want to be called friendly by Bianca.

Full of that meaning, Ludmila looked eagerly at Bianca.

But Bianca concentrated on the word 'the Duchess' in Ludmila's words.