99th Actress Chapter 10

Chapter 10. A Fever

Lepierre gently opened his eyes.

It was a symptom that always came at this time of year. His head was throbbing, but his fever seemed to have gone down. Lian was sleeping face down next to the bed, and there were wet towels scattered around randomly, as if she had been nursing him all day.

She even had sewing tools and a pretty handkerchief in her hand. Seeing her made him feel a little relaxed.

Slowly he examined her sleeping face. Her chestnut curly hair, dense, cute features, and a round forehead matched well. The slightly spaced, cherry-like lips were small and dainty as if he could be swallowed in one bite.

Reaching out, he carefully swept away the fine hair attached to her forehead, and smoothed Lian’s lips.

“She’s not that pretty nor does she have a noticeable appearance. Why do I keep paying attention..….”

When they first met, he remembered how she had been embarrassed. With foam on her innocent face, her legs were exposed, and her pretty black eyes rolling back and forth. He chuckled without realizing it.

After watching her sleep like that for a while, he picked up Lian, who was exhausted, and took her to her dorm.

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Today was the day she went with the Duke to the dressing shop as they had to prepare a party to celebrate his victory. The main character of the party was Lepierre, but he didn’t enjoy it. It was one of the things he had to do for the prestige of the duchy.

[Shaner’s Dressing Shop]

As the duke entered, employees lined up on both sides greeted him with a 90-degree bow.

“Welcome to the Shaner Dressing Shop. Follow me, Duke.”

The costume room was a large building with about five stories, and it was decorated splendidly. They seemed to have a special sense of pride as she saw photos and biographies boasting 100 years of history displayed on one wall next to the stairs.

From the 1st to 3rd floors, there were ready-made clothes available to the public. Meanwhile, on the 4th and 5th floors, there were costumes made of high-end fabrics, party clothes, and VIP rooms, boasting a systematic operation system.

The sound of a sewing machine moving. The sound of a hammer hitting leather gave an idea of ​​the craftsmen’s skills. 

Lepierre and his party, who went up to the top floor in a magic-powered elevator, were led to a luxurious VIP room. At that point of time, he was sitting on the sofa waiting after taking his measurements.

Knock, knock.

They didn’t even have permission to come in, but soon the door opened. A splendidly beautiful blond woman walked in rather modestly with a maritime smile.

“I am honored to see you so coincidentally, Duke.”

The mysterious woman spoke to Lepierre with a pretty half-moon smile.

A confident, Western-style beauty came in with a smile on her face, as if she was lightly walking on clouds.

With a glamorous face, a confident attitude and a gentle smile. She seemed to know that she was attractive enough for any man to take a double take.

Her face with alluring eyes and dimples was beautiful, and the dress that revealed the voluptuous bust and lines seemed to further enhance her charm.

It was the so-called standard.

“Who…?”

Although she seemed to proudly pretend to know him, it seemed like this was his first time seeing the woman. Jade, the butler next to him, cleared his throat and introduced herself.

“This is Miss Angelina, the daughter of the Count Piace family.”

Lian recalled that Lady Piace was a supporting actor who had a crush on Lepierre during the novel. Lepierre was also a supporting actor, so she was not mentioned for a long time. She just remembered seeing the description of ‘a beautiful blonde woman named Angelina Piace.’

She was a character who harassed the female lead, but at some point disappeared without a word after not receiving any attention from the Duke. 

Angelina gently greeted again with one hand raised over her chest. The way she wore clothing that revealed her cleavage but covered it was kind of ironic. 

What was even more erotic was seeing her breasts through the curves of her beautifully curly blonde hair. She glanced at Lepierre, thinking that he would act like any other man. But he had a cold expression on his face, so it was difficult to guess his true intentions.

“So?”

“….Yes?”

An embarrassed Angelina unknowingly asked.

Angelina was one of the three most beautiful women of the empire, and she was also good at showing what she had by utilizing her beautiful appearance.

The time she fell in love with Lepierre at first sight was at a party two years ago. Beautiful face, strong physical strength and huge wealth. Since then, she has thought that the only man that suits her is Lepierre.

Occasionally, whenever he attended a party, she dressed up to the fullest and hung around in front of Lepierre, but it was indifference in return.

But today, when she came to find her party outfit, She happened to run into Lepierre. Delighted, she came in to say hello, but she was embarrassed by the Duke’s cold attitude.

She thought she would be able to get closer if she talked to him. It always worked that way with other men until now.

However, he was cold. Angelina was dressed in her specialty smile and opened her mouth casually.

“In fact… I’m here to ask you to attend the 120th anniversary party of the Piace family. It’ll be held in three months by my father… Hence, I took the liberty of visiting the Duke by chance.”

Lian didn’t know she would suddenly start changing the topic, but she had a pretty smart head.

“I have heard of that. I have just replied that I will attend yesterday.”

The County of Piace was a long-established family. They were one of the loyalists of the imperial family and had a large business that distributed major supplies such as salt, grain, and steel. This led to rumors that they might have accumulated more wealth than their accumulated reputation.

Lepierre wasn’t a big fan of parties. So, invitations were always rejected, but as a loyal subject of the emperor, Count Piace received a message from the imperial family that they would send the crown prince on the emperor’s behalf. Since it was part of a large-scale event, Lepierre could not refuse it.

Soon, naturally, Angelina sat down at the tea table. It seemed obvious to Lian that she tried to talk with Lepierre somehow. Still, she approached the table and poured drinks in a teacup because she was a guest to Lepierre.

Her face was more beautiful up close.