NOVEL NEXT After Resignation, I Refuse the Obsession from the Male Leads
Chapter 39
“…Then what about the pink you recommended?”
Seamus retorted to Yuriana with a spiteful response. “Pink didn’t look good on Lowell either.” “What do you mean by not good!” Yuriana was struck down by the criticism that the suggestion she recommended wasn’t good at all. “I took Layla’s eye color into consideration! If the design had been just a little bit prettier, it would have been really cute!” “…In the first place, the idea that Lowell is cute itself is strange. It’s not reasonable.” “What does that mean, Finley?” “It means that your eyesight is bad.” Seamus thought about Layla’s overall behavior. Layla Lowell wasn’t cute, she was a great person he had to defeat. Yuriana trembled at the unexpected attack. ‘I, I did think that his personality was a bit bad!’ Well, she can’t help it! Yuriana was more angry about the verbal abuse directed at Layla than the fact that her eyesight was being questioned. Seamus’s cold black eyes and Yuriana’s blue eyes. The way the two of them looked at each other was like the gaze of hunting dogs circling around, searching for an opening in a dogfight arena. “Hmph!” “…Hmph.” In the end, both of them snorted and turned their heads toward Carlyle. ‘But it’s still better than what Senior Lupesque recommended.’ ‘…Still, it’s better than red.’ Yuriana and Finley were confident that what they had recommended was much better. Meanwhile, Carlyle crossed his arms like a loser. ‘How could this be.’ It was utterly shocking that the outfit he had chosen was the least suitable for Layla Lowell. At that moment, a voice tired from changing clothes was heard. “Everyone, I’m sorry for keeping you waiting.” “Ah, Lowell….” Carlyle raised his head. And then he was speechless. It was Yuriana who broke the silence and shouted loudly like a dolphin’s cry. “Layla! You look so pretty!” “Uh, really…? Oh my, thank you…” Layla let out a sound as if she were exhausted to the point of dying. The white dress she was wearing emphasized Layla’s clean and elegant aura. The beauty hidden in the uniform came to life. Yuriana clasped her hands together and exclaimed in admiration. “It suits you so well! Let’s go with this, Layla.” “Huh, mhm.” “It would be even better with a necklace or something. How does it look to you right now, Layla…?” Yuriana turned her head toward Carlyle and Seamus, hoping for a response. But Seamus had a sulky expression, and Carlyle just crossed his arms and remained silent. Yuriana looked at the two of them with cold eyes. ‘Wow, these guys are hopeless…’ Meanwhile, Layla thought to herself. ‘Ah, these people just want to go home already.’ It was amazing that they waited this long for the women to shop for dresses. The meeting that day ended in a somewhat stagnant state. * * * That evening. In the Grand Duke’s townhouse, Cedric Larrington received instructions from the Great Young Master for the first time in his life. “You mean to call a jeweler?” “Yes.” “A jeweler? Did I hear that correctly?” Carlyle frowned. “How many times do I have to ask you the same question, Cedric?” “You’ve never told me to call someone like that. You always wear heirlooms…?” Carlyle was so busy with work that he left his attire to his servants when he was summoned to the palace. Even when they were in the North, neither the Grand Duke nor the Great Young Master ever paid attention to luxury items. “Then should I call someone who specializes in men’s accessories?” “That… No. Call someone both of you know.” “Yes?” “…I should buy gifts for the juniors.” “…Yes?” “If possible, someone who knows a lot about necklaces as well.” “Yes?” Carlyle thinks of Layla Lowell as the most perfect junior he has ever met. ‘She’s so talented and passionate.’ When she sobs about saving the beer, it drives a person crazy. [Will you come to the funeral?] And how much of a dear person she is. ‘I wonder how much hardship she must have had before coming to the palace.’ Layla was his sore spot. She was a junior who was worth working overtime on the weekend. But why didn’t he say anything when he first saw her in the dress? It’s not even difficult to say, ‘It looks really good on you’… ‘Besides, Crosswell immediately noticed something else in Lowell’s attire.’ [It would be nice to have something like a necklace!] Why didn’t he notice that first? ‘Damn it. I’m a failure as a mentor.’ Aren’t both Lowell and Finley already assigned and making progress ahead of others? So of course he had to give them a gift. …He never intended to give it to just one person. He had already chosen cuff links with defensive magic for Seamus. Perhaps because he was the same type of man, it wasn’t difficult to choose. Lowell’s gift was the problem. * * * Carlyle lowered his red eyes and stared at the owner of ‘Tigrisha Merchant’. It was the first time in his life that the Merchant, who only handled the capital’s finest goods, had turned pale like this. “Is what I said that difficult?” “G, Great Young Master.” “I asked for a necklace that isn’t too flashy but still elegant, one that would go well with every outfit, from uniforms to dresses. Is there really nothing like that in the world?” “I… It’s not like that!” Carlyle’s rejected cases were already standing on either side of the Merchant like pillars. Now, he would say that he couldn’t find it because he was picky. ‘This is unbelievable. I’ve never heard of someone so picky.’ When Carlyle dismissed it with a “It’s not perfect,” the jeweler was in a near panic. However, he couldn’t back down like this. “Then, how about this one?” “Hmm.” Carlyle looked into the case that the jeweler had presented as his last desperate move. A deep pink seashell pendant. It was a piece of jewelry with a gold rim and a small pearl inside. [I’m going to live leisurely in a beautiful seaside village for 100 days.] The dream that Layla Lowell had told him came to mind. So this was the perfect gift. But Cedric, who was watching from the side, whispered anxiously. “Great Young Master, isn’t this too much?” “Why this? The pendant is small?” “No, that’s….” Cedric swallowed a hollow laugh. Even a jewel the size of a booger would easily cost 500 marks! But Carlyle asked without malice. “I’m giving you an incentive, even though you sold my news to my father.” “….” Cedric kept his mouth shut. That’s right. Instead of bringing the ice cream, you reported, “The Great Young Master is with a female junior! They ate meat and drank alcohol!” Thanks to that, the Grand Duke got to say, ‘My son is finally meeting a woman!’! “It was you, right? Cedric?” “…I apologize. I assure you, that gift is definitely not excessive!” Cedric decided to keep his mouth shut. He said he would buy the gift with his own money, so let’s just stay quiet. ‘By the way, he’ll handle the delivery well on his own, right…?’ Doesn’t everyone do that? He’s not going to interfere in someone else’s love life. * * * My preliminary check is as follows. <What is needed to prevent the Grand Duke’s death? CHECK TO-DO! Since the family members have received the invitations, attendance is mandatory… Damn it! I didn’t just go shopping for dresses to prepare for the banquet. I was busy planning a rescue operation for the Grand Duke while I was working! ‘The problem is that I can’t do anything about the invitations or the location.’ Since the Allison incident, security has been tight, so it’s hard for a newbie to wander around. ‘Then at least I want to increase the number of firefighting artifacts.’ …However, it was now 5 days before the banquet during lunch time, and there was no way to make such preparations. “Are you still feeling unwell? Should we have postponed our meal?” “No! It’s really okay now!” “Ahaha. That’s a relief.” Because, all of a sudden, the mastermind… ‘Because he called for a lunch meeting.’ I would greatly appreciate your continued support by leaving a positive rating on NU so I can continue translating this novel. Thank you.
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