The Girl He Dumped Becomes a Billionaire.

Chapter 26

"Are you sure it's okay to give those two male elves to the Doctor?" Abigail chatted with Marianne while fixing her hair for the afternoon tea party.

Although this female Grand Duke of the Grand Duchy of Norsca had only asked Marianne to have a private tea party with Midelynn, purely in the nature of family chatting, Marianne had to brace herself to face this sister-in-law, who had been married for almost a year, considering that this was the first time that the two had met, and that they still had a rather complicated relationship.

"It's not as if the Doctor is a man who doesn't have a light hand, and letting him take over the two male elves who may be Odin's scouts would be my optimal choice at the moment." Marianne, who hadn't slept well, bobbed up and down like a chicken pecking at rice as Abigail moved, watching Abigail subconsciously hold Marianne's head for fear that she would fall headfirst into the dresser mirror.

"If they can pass the Doctor's test, that means Odin's little Emperor hasn't had time to do something with them yet." Marianne reluctantly opened her eyes and watched as her hair's hairstyle turned into a very tired haircut under Abigail's deft hands, "And if they don't pass the Doctor's test ......"

"Then let the Doctor recycle them." Abigail knew very well that Marianne was not a soft-hearted person, so she could easily guess what would happen to the two male elves, "You're really giving it up too!"

Marianne watched Abigail in the mirror as she cut a rose and pinned it to her hair, giving an impish fake smile, "I wouldn't mind giving you a taste if you fancy any or all of them."

"Really?" Abigail couldn't believe Marianne would be so generous.

"How can your sisterhood and mine be fractured by two men." Marianne said rather matter-of-factly, "Big deal, I'll find a few more beauties. Look at my mother, has she ever lacked fresh young flesh in her bed? From siblings to aunts and nephews? Odds are her current lover is about the same age as Lucius."

"......" Abigail just felt her hands shake involuntarily, so much so that Marianne, who hadn't gotten a reply in half a day, inquired again, "Do you want them to keep you company or not? Does that mean you have as little experience as I do, so you'd like to find a place to take it a little more gradually?"

Marianne, who described herself as her "best friend", even began to think about which brothel would be more suitable for a young girl who was new to the mysterious realm.

After all, these days there are fewer restrictions on women and more rich women, so it's hard for society not to create new ways of making money and providing services. Even for some male publicists just starting out, rich little girls can be more popular than rich women, after all, rich women are all people, you want to coax them to be happy or take money from their pockets is not easy.

"Never mind, thanks, I haven't had a need for that." Abigail, who was back on line, took a few steps back in a straight triple veto, looking at Marianne in bemusement, "You really don't need it? You don't have to be shy or worry about the cost. Am I the kind of stingy employer who doesn't take care of his subordinates? As long as you have that in mind, whether it's finding a*****e or coming to your home, I'll arrange it for you in no uncertain terms, and I'll even cover the cost."

"Thanks! I don't have to, I really don't have to!!!" Abigail practically screamed out, then bent over and pressed her knees together, calming her hard-to-calm feelings with a big gasp.

Marianne turned sideways and rested her arm on the back of the chair, watching Abigail slowly return to normal.

"Don't ever joke with me like that again." Regaining her position, Abigail saved herself by saying, "I'm not that kind of ......"

Glancing at a shuffling Marianne, Abigail swallowed back the second half of her sentence and continued to straighten Marianne's line as if nothing had happened.

As a result, when Marianne met with Madeleine, it was as if they were attending a dinner party.

"Do you mind if I take everything off my head?" The first to speak, Madeleine, before Marianne could answer, unraveled her head of hairpins and strings that littered the small coffee table in front of her.

"I'm sorry, I lived the life of a country lady until I married this Grand Duke of the Grand Duchy of Norsca, so I'm not accustomed to such flamboyant dress." Midelyn, who had left only a little bit of decoration for organizing her broken hair, did not show a look befitting an apology, but instead, after smoothing out her hair, she made a small exclamation, "This is much more refreshing."

Marianne eyed Midelyn's bewildered gesture coldly and said, whether sarcastically or thoughtfully, "Do you need me to find you a comb?"

"Yes!" Mydalyn readily accepted, "If the two of us can fast-forward our friendship to the point of exchanging items, then today's meeting is a success beyond expectation."

"......" Marianne made it a point to envision Midairine's true personality and the topics they were likely to talk about based on each other's information before meeting with Midairine.

However, after meeting her in person, even Marianne, who was very good at dealing with "weirdos", was caught off guard.

"You're a little overzealous with me." Marianne said, weighing her words, "On first impression, you're not generally scary."

Even when facing Odin's Little Emperor or this female Grand Duke of the Grand Duchy of Norsca, Marianne did not have this feeling of almost being seen through.

"It seems I acted too eager." Meadowlark also realized that her attitude was prone to misunderstandings, so she waved her hand and said, "But don't worry, I really don't have any ill will towards you."

Saying that, Midelyn also added, "You don't need to be wary of me because of Henry."

"Why?"

"Because it's impossible for me to live well with him." Maiden recalled the mess she had made when she first arrived, and spoke with a rare note of remorse: "If I hadn't had a momentary slip of the tongue, I wouldn't have failed to get the morning gift after the round."

"Do you mean that you deliberately recognized Lucius as Henry in the first place?" Marianne also wondered why Myrddelin had made such a scene when she first arrived. After all, Solins' side, surely, would have given Midaylin emergency training before she married in. Even if Midaylin hadn't seen the portraits of Henry and Lucius, she should have guessed the true identities of the two from their clothing and grooming.

In response to Marianne's question, Madeleine did not hide it, "I disliked Henry from the first moment I saw him. Although it is a political marriage, but normal people will have fantasies about the other half. Besides, Henry ......"

Mydalynn furrowed her brows and gave a one-word expression, "How can I put it! It's not his demeanor that's the problem at all, it's intuition that tells me I should keep my distance from him."

"So it seems that your intuition is pretty accurate as well." Marianne's words changed, "But then again, you seem to regret distancing yourself from him."