That can't be possible.
Even at Tiase Palace, at the very end, Olivia's face had shaken Leopold to his core. She had summoned the Grand Duke so unexpectedly—and though she had ultimately left with him, Leopold still remembered her jealous words with vivid clarity.
Yet now—she forbids me from calling her by pet names?
The moment Leopold grasped the reality of this situation, the Olivia before him seemed like an illusion. He could not accept it otherwise.
Olivia was dazzlingly beautiful in that brilliant dress—the kind of color he had always believed did not suit her. She sparkled more brilliantly than countless jewels. And those eyes gazing at Leopold were so utterly indifferent.
Leopold forced the corners of his lips upward. Leaning back with affected leisure, he responded in a languid drawl.
"That can't be possible."
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