Chapter 71 — Miss Regis
“Ah…”
However, the clerk hesitated, looking at the noblewoman and her partner, who had spilled juice on Irene. Such an action was not discreet. The clerk knew that it was not an accident. Perhaps, since the lady spilling the juice was from a high-ranking family; at the very least, he seemed reluctant to help Irene, who looked like a low-class noble.
Even the clerk ignored Irene’s words, and snickers and laughter were in her immediate vicinity. Of course, the same went for the couple standing in front of Irene, ironic smiles were hung over their faces.
“You would have to throw all these clothes away. I think I need to compensate you…Which family do you come from…? I will have the servant send you a new dress.” The woman said.
“Isn’t it too much of a loss for you, my lady?”
“Oh my, is that so? But I got myself into a bit of a pickle, I cannot just ignore it.”
“Oh, how kind of you.”
The man giggled. He glanced over at Irene cynically, who remained silent.
“The young miss of the Regis family is paying the compensation herself, she is doing you a favour, so why haven’t you answered yet?”
His attitude was completely different from when he was talking with the woman.
If it’s the Regis family…
It sounded strangely familiar; she might have heard it somewhere. As she vaguely recalled, shortly before she left her house, there seemed to have been a time when Viscount Regis came and fawned over her father.
She is the Viscount’s daughter.
Come to think of it, the trait she was flaunting was exactly the same as the Viscount’s. Back then, she was looking down at him from the second floor, so the only thing she remembered was the red hair.
“Are you ignoring me?”
Irene was in trouble.
If she revealed that she was a Chase daughter, the situation would be over at once. However, …
If that’s the case, my parents will hear about it. I absolutely can’t let that happen.
The moment she left home; she had decided to cut ties with her family. But she still did not want these rumours to reach their ears.
“It is fine. There’s no need to fret over this minor accident.”
Irene got up from her seat and spoke.
She attempted to leave, but the woman would not let her go.
The Regis household’s daughter grabbed Irene's wrist, who was about to walk past her, and vigorously shouted.
“Were you ignoring my sincerity just now? How dare you, a bitch from a low-ranking family?”
Seeing Irene being persistent in not speaking of her family, the other party seemed convinced that she was from an incredibly poor household -- at least comparatively.
As the staff and the gathered aristocrats were watching the situation with amusement, Regis’ young lady was strongly asserting herself. Lowly servants must bow at their masters in the heavens. The girl seemed to think so, and wanted to establish her authority on the spot, in front of everyone, by bringing this arrogant noble girl to her knees.
“I said I would compensate you, but you are ignoring me. This is clearly an act of dismissing me and my family!”
“The miss is right. Such a person needs to fix her behaviour.”
The male companion of Miss Regis whispered and flattered her. The more that happened, the more insolent Lady Regis became.
Contrary to what she expected, the situation got worse, Irene sighed quietly. Seeing her resigned expression, Lady Regis’s eyes lit up.
“It cannot be helped. I will fix that cheeky habit of yours.”
Regis took a step forward. And then the moment she raised her hand-
‘Jingle.’
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