Bettor Mr. Nobles
Chapter 51

Naeva bowed her body awkwardly. Uncomfortable being praised in such a way, let alone the gazes of those guests who numbered around 15 people were now centered on him.

In her seat, Lady Angelia could only throw away face with a cobbled heart.

And as Naeva sat back down, she saw that the plate before her had now been filled with food by Abellard. Naeva glanced at the man at a glance. Abellard was focusing on separating Parsley leaves from a bowl of soup.

"Eat .." he said as he thrust the bowl of soup in front of Naeva. The girl was glued for a moment. He did not like to eat soup with parsley leaves so often separate itself when cooked Emma. Turns out Abellard noticed.

Without being able to bear it, a sense of haru appeared in his heart. "Thank you .." he said half a whisper. Then take the soup and start enjoying the savory taste of the soup without the Parsley leaves.

Abellard was thrilled to hear Naeva's thanks. But the man immediately turned his face the other way and pretended not to care.

Alfred watched them with a grumbling heart. Naeva will be hers. He had spiked a drink for Naeva with something that would render the girl unconscious. And then, just put Naeva into her room. But Abellard has messed it all up.

Not far from the thoughts of her brother, Lady Angelia also looked at them with a half-dead upset heart. He should have been sitting by Abellard's side as a potential fiancee. But since coming earlier, the man chose to sit next to the doctor, and now instead replaced by the poor and poor girl! The countess did not seem to care much about her today because she was focusing on her special guests. Lady Angelia stomped her feet. Making the guest sitting next to him instantly look confused.

Monsieur Simon started eating dessert when Mme Aamber restarted her chat.

"Monsieur Simon, I also know your love of rare precious stones. I purposely wear this necklace to appreciate your hobby." Mme Aamber touched the pearl necklace that hung around her neck.

All the guests stared at the beautiful pearl necklace while exclaiming in amazement.

Monsieur Simon watched for a moment. Then smiled faintly and went back to bribing her dessert. After chewing and swallowing elegantly, the man wiped his mouth with a napkin.

"The pearl is not a rare pearl, ma'am. Only a little difficult to collect because the price is expensive," he replied bluntly.

Mme Aamber's face instantly flushed. The honored woman could not breathe so shyly as to look foolish in front of the guests.

"Isn't that right, Mlle Gaulle?" Monsieur Simon asked Naeva's opinion.

Naeva, who was sipping warm soup inside her spoon, immediately swallowed and lifted her face.

His eyes glanced at Mme Aamber unwell. Perhaps he would stare at the necklace worn by the Countess.

"Sa-I don't know, Monsieur." she replied quietly.

"You haven't seen it clearly. I'm sure you know, M'mselle. I'd just like to know your opinion. Not to embarrass anyone. I don't think the Countess is a narrow-minded person either. We only want to discuss the riches of nature, not the riches of man." Monsieur Simon said so wisely. The man knew that Naeva did not dare look at the necklace of the Countess.

Mme Aamber was instantly relieved. This great entrepreneur is famous for his sportsman soul and does not like to demean others. The Countess turned to look at Naeva.

For the first time Mme Aamber looked at him with a normal, non-hostile look. "Look at it, Mlle Gaulle. No problem ...."

Naeva looked up in disbelief. As if in a dream, he heard the voice of the countess who had no cold tone.

"These pearls are not rare. But in the past in his era, this pearl was rare, so the late Queen Marie Antoinette chose this pearl to be one of the crown decorations. After the Queen wears it, everyone looks for the same pearl and sells it at a very high price" Naeva explained.

The explanation that makes Mme Aamber so relieved. Unknowingly she thanked the girl in her heart.

Naeva did not intend to take Mme Aamber's heart. Because that's the truth. But according to Lady Angelia, Naeva seems to want to win the heart of her future mother-in-law. The girl squeezed the napkin next to her plate.

Monsieur Simon smiled broadly. "You're very lucky, Countess. Having a very smart family member like Mlle Gaulle. And I decided to cooperate with your efforts from now on" the man said. Didn't know that Naeva was just an unwanted guest of the Countess.

Mme Aamber's eyes instantly grew in disbelief.

"You mean it, Monsieur?"

"Yes, I'm very serious. At first I was hesitant about working together. Because my factory is clearly moving in the realm of precious stone jewelry, whereas you have long been in the world of clothing and silk. But if you had someone as talented as Mlle Gaulle, I wouldn't hesitate." Monsieur Simon received a map containing a letter of contract of employment that Mme Aamber had submitted since the beginning of his arrival, then affixed his signature.

"It seems you should be ready to share your knowledge with me frequently after this, M'mselle ...." The man in the arms glanced at Naeva with a smile.

Abellard is clearly unhappy with Monsieur Simon's interest in Naeva. Although the age of the man may have been by 40 years and not in accordance with Naeva who is still young, but the jealousy in his heart remains blind. It feels like he took the contract letter and tore it up so that there is no need to share the knowledge that the entrepreneur intended.

But he did not want Naeva to see that jealousy from him again. Didn't want the girl to feel that the lie in Wisteria castle was nothing. The lie made his heart hurt. And Naeva should know that!

Lord Alfred suddenly rose from his chair with a glass of water mixed with the potion and approached Naeva.

"Congratulations on your intelligence, Naeva. I was so impressed," he said.

Abellard immediately turned her head when she heard the man from England mention her lover's small name.

"I brought you a drink." Lord Alfred thrust the glass at Naeva.

Seeing that, Abellard immediately snorted cynically.

"You are indeed a very exaggerated man, Lord! You can acknowledge someone you just met as a lover, ck ck ck ...." Abellard clucked while shaking her head. It made Lord Alfred's face go red. "One more," continued the Count, "Naeva is uncomfortable with your attitude, so please stay away."

Naeva looked at Abellard annoyed. It's good that this guy manages the people he interacts with. Does Abellard think she is a doll that can be owned, arranged and thrown away?

After challenging Abellard with her gaze, Naeva picked up the drink Lord Alfred gave her while thanking her.

Getting a good reception from Naeva made Lord Alfred feel windy. The man looked at the Count with the appearance of a victor. Then return to his chair with a mocking smile.

"Don't drink that!" sergeant Abellard takes a glass from Naeva's hand violently.