Bettor Mr. Nobles
Chapter 74

Mary knocked on the door of Count Abellard's room ten times. Marc unlocked the door. The man seemed to breathe a sigh of relief as Maria walked in.

"You opened the door?" ask the woman.

"Yes, I thought Amily was coming back to deliver the fruit, and maybe she forgot to knock. Forgive me," replied Marc guiltily.

"It's okay. After this you can only open the door if there's a knock ten times, you understand?" Maria's tone of voice sounded gentle yet firm.

"Good, Ma'am. I promise to be more careful."

Maria nodded, then turned to look towards Marc's food tray.

"You didn't finish your meal?"

"I ... don't like chicken stews, Ma'am. I'm sorry, not that I'm picky, but that chicken, I can't even smell it" Marc replied awkwardly.

"Yes, for people who don't like it, chicken does taste fishy. But we have to finish this chicken stew, because it's Monsieur Comte's favorite. One would wonder if his favorite food was not touched at all."

"Oh .. then how?"

Maria approached a small table with a dark brown velvet cloth. "I'll spend it" he replied.

After finishing the chicken stew, Maria stepped out with an empty tray.

"Remember, don't open the door before there's a ten-times knock," he said, before heading out to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, it looks like Amily is doing her job. The girl immediately rushed over to Maria when she saw her.

"Mme Maria, is everything still okay?" worried about the girl.

"Keep this tray first, we can't talk here" replied Maria.

Amily nodded, then took the tray from Maria's hand and took it to the dishwasher. After that, the girl quickly returned. He was very curious about what happened earlier.

"Let's talk outside the kitchen" Maria said.

"Okay, Ma'am ...."

Outside the kitchen Mary looked seriously at the young girl before her.

"Amily, from now on you have to think long before you act" he advised.

"Good, Ma'am. I promise I won't be careless anymore."

"Later in the afternoon, can you deliver some more food? I must keep watch over the gate to wait for the arrival of Monsieur Comte so that there are no obstacles from the guards. Monsieur Comte advised to keep this journey a secret until your brother stood before the Countess to testify."

"Okay, ma'am I'll deliver it."

Meanwhile, from the vestibule appeared Lady Angelia. The girl had just seen Maria heading into the kitchen carrying Abellard's food tray. He deliberately followed to warn Maria not to mess with him.

But not yet reached the kitchen, the Lady even saw Mary was having a serious conversation with the servant girl of her faith.

What are they talking about? It seemed like a secret, until it was talked about in a deserted place.

Lady Angelia immediately looked for a place to eavesdrop. Behind the glass cupboard containing the Countess's display of ceramics he stood up and put his ears well.

"Are you sure you can keep up this charade, Amily?" ask Maria.

"I'm sure, Ma'am."

"Well then it will be noon don't forget to bring the food on time."

The maid of confidence Mary nodded with certainty, "Well," she replied.

"Go back to the kitchen, I'll accompany the Countess again."

Amily nodded back. Then bowed respectfully and turned back into the kitchen. While Mary turned in the opposite direction and returned to the vestibule.

Lady Angelia tried to stand up without moving a bit, hoping that Mary would not pay attention to the glass cabinet and look at it. He didn't hit Maria. For now the more important thing is to think of the charade that Mary uttered.

As soon as Mary had gone far ahead, the girl came out of hiding. And started to think hard while returning to the sitting room.

So they're having a show? What does Maria mean? And why did the woman order the servant again to bring Abellard food, while the Countess forbade him?

Lady Angelia's forehead seemed to be frowning deeply. There must be something big in this mess. And he has to find out.

"Lady Angelia, where are you going?"

Lady Angelia did not hear the call because her mind was focused on thinking about the matter.

"Lady Angelia!" call that voice again.

Lady Angelia turned her head, and saw Lucie standing at the door of her room.

Pucuk loved ulam also arrived. As the saying goes, Lady Angelia felt when she saw the woman in the coat.

"Ah, Lucie .. forgive me. My mind is in a state of turmoil at this time, so that it does not hear your call" he replied with a sad look on his face.

"It's okay, I'll bear it myself ..." she shrieked the Lady with a miserable look.

The facial sharpener managed to ensnare Lucie, and made the woman volunteered to help.

"You mustn't keep trouble alone, my Lady. You can count on me for a place to complain or ask for help." Lucie looked on pity, then grabbed Lady Angelia's hand and held her warm.

Lady Angelia smiled inwardly.

"Actually, I suspect Maria. There was something the woman was hiding. I'm .. I'm just worried about Abellard" she said. The girl's eyes were already teary and ready to cry.

"Why with Mary? What has that woman done?" rongrong Lucie with a heart that started to heat up.

"Okay, I don't know for sure. I heard him say that he and his trusted servant were having a show. Will you find out for me what they're planning?"

"Of course, my Lady. This also concerns my cousin Abellard. I'll find out soon."

***

Abellard, Naeva, and Jean are all farming villages. All the people are gardening. So that the view looks green by vegetables throughout the eye to see.

"It looks like we're going to have a hard time getting a horse-drawn carriage sold here" Abellard said.

"Yes, right, Monsieur. Most residents only have one train for alt transport," Jean confirmed.

Not far in front of them was a farmer cleaning a garden by the village road.

"Let me ask the farmer." Jean volunteered to help.

Abellard nodded.

Jean immediately approached the farm swiftly. He really wanted to be useful to the two people who had helped him.

Soon he returned with a smile.

"The farmer said the one who had more than one horse-drawn carriage was just the merchant of this village. The house is far away from here."

Abellard seemed to think for a moment. "That's quite a waste of time. Let me bargain for his car, maybe he'll sell it for us."

The count then approached the farmer. Passing the planted green vegetables in line.

"Bonjour, Monsieur ..." said.

The farmer looked. "Bonjour ..." she replied.

"I'd like to bid for your carriage. Will you sell it? You can buy a new one with the money I gave you."

The farmer smiled.

"Could only. But the problem is I only have one vegetable train, Monsieur. There was no roof and I wasn't going to sell the horse" the farmer pointed to his horse and a vegetable cart.

Abellard melengos disappointed. Then look at Naeva who walked over.

"It looks like we have to find the merchant's house" he said.

"What happened to the vegetable train?" Naeva asked confusedly.

"It's just for sale."

"We have our own horses, don't we?"

"Yes, but it's a used cart carrying vegetables, Naeva."

Naeva smile. He sometimes forgets that the young man with him is a prince. Gently, he grabbed the man's arm.

"It's okay. I want to feel the train ride with a different sensation. It will be a wonderful memory that will not be forgotten."

Treated so, Abellard's heart instantly melted.

"Well, I-I'm going to buy her vegetable cart" he said nervously.

Naeva immediately cheered happily. "Yeah! It's going to be a fantastic journey" he said enthusiastically.

And finally, they began to continue the journey by vegetable train.

Jean smiled at the joy of Mlle Gaulle who always managed to burn the spirit of people around her.

"If there are no obstacles, we will arrive by night" Jean told the crowd.

"May there be no hindrance whatsoever" Naeva prayed.

***

Lucie rushes to see Lady Angelia. I just saw something weird in the kitchen.