When everyone had finished bathing and returned to their rooms to change, the servants of the Bartfort estate began to slowly prepare the table for the upcoming feast. The air gradually filled with the rich aromas of gourt dishes, and the main hall grew livelier by the minute. Among those helping with the preparations were the two brothers — Tony and Vito — both wearing sly, almost mischievous smiles.
"Wonder what kind of fancy wine Lord Leon is going to let us lowly mortals taste tonight?" Vito asked, licking his lips, with a bit of drool threatening to escape from the corner of his mouth. "Or maybe it's sothing even more exquisite?"
Tony, the other brother, tried to keep a serious expression, but even he couldn't hide his eagerness. The anticipation of good alcohol sparkled in his eyes.
"Yeah... Seems like the lord is feeling rciful toward his pitiful servants," he said, covering his mouth with one hand to stifle a chuckle.
Just then, a familiar voice called out from behind them.
"Stop calling 'lord' so formally. You two muscle mountains really don't pull it off."
Upon hearing this, both brothers imdiately struck exaggerated poses, as if on a fashion runway, showing off their bulging muscles to emphasize Leon's words.
Leon let out a long sigh, shook his head, and stepped away with a faint smile. He was waiting for the others to arrive. One by one, more mbers of the household began to gather in the hall, but Leon seed to be expecting two particular guests.
Angelica and Olivia.
Even though this wasn't an official event, Angelica — as the daughter of a duke — wore a dress befitting her noble status. Embroidered with gold thread and adorned with fine gemstones, her gown sparkled under the chandelier light, making her look truly regal.
On the other hand, Leon was genuinely surprised by Olivia's appearance. She wore a refined, elegant gown — far more expensive than what she usually wore. He knew that while she had received quite a bit of money thanks to his generosity and Angelica's support, Olivia was never one to waste her funds on luxury. In fact, she always avoided spending on anything she deed excessive or unnecessary. So Leon imdiately understood: this outfit definitely wasn't her choice.
He looked them both over with a soft smile and said, "You both look stunning tonight. Angelica... Olivia."
"Hmm~ Thank you! And I must say, your suit looks great on you too, Leon," Angelica replied with a warm, cheerful smile.
Olivia, still uncomfortable in her uncharacteristically lavish attire, felt Leon's gaze and blushed. Her cheeks turned bright red, and she raised her hands to her face in embarrassnt.
"I-it's all Angelica!" she cried. "As soon as we entered the room, she suddenly pounced on and started dressing up in all kinds of outfits... sniff..."
Hearing that, Leon's imagination kicked in. He unintentionally started picturing the scene of Angelica suddenly tackling Olivia and undressing her to try different outfits—
"Leon, no!" Olivia's voice suddenly cut through his thoughts, filled with both scolding and embarrassnt.
The words struck like lightning. Leon blinked rapidly, snapping out of his daydream, and looked at Olivia.
Her face was flushed red with a mix of sha and frustration. She puffed out her cheeks, wearing a stern little frown that only made her look even cuter. Leaning slightly forward, she put one hand on her hip and pointed a finger at him with the other, wagging it back and forth with exaggerated disapproval.
"Leon, no!" she repeated, sounding like a mother scolding a naughty child.
Leon froze, watching her. And then, a single thought ran through his head:
"She did the thing!"
A wide, boyish grin spread across his face. Unable to contain himself, he stepped forward, gently took Olivia's hands, and said with sparkling eyes:
"Please... do it again!"
"Huh?" Olivia gasped, completely taken aback by his sudden request.
In the end, she did it a couple more tis — all because Leon kept asking her to. But he didn't stop. Again and again, he begged her to repeat the gesture, each ti with the sa childlike glee. Olivia grew more and more embarrassed until, finally...
SMACK!
Angelica smacked Leon on the back of the head.
"Enough! You're not alone here — stop acting like that!" she scolded, dragging him away by the ear.
"Let's go! The food's getting cold!"
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