# Chapter 44
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Episode 44
Now at this moment.
There are probably very few people who can clearly understand Anita's feelings.
I thought I should get together with him as soon as possible to comfort him.
"You have to say this immediately, Rosa.
He has not passed away yet.
His whereabouts are unknown.
Major, do you know what happened to the Wöröni family?"
"...Yes, I heard that.
"I was already planning to visit you."
Anita was the reason he took leave in the first place.
“Good for you.
Since you've come this far, please meet your sister.
"I don't know exactly what the situation is, but your presence will be a great help."
Following Sasha, who was really relieved, Bimarck only remembered one name in his head.
Lancelot Edenbahir.
A person who may have approached Anita under the guise of being a long-time friend.
It was clear what her intentions were, as she was said to have hurriedly married while the Duke passed away.
You must rescue Anita from Lancelot.
Only then will I have the confidence to see Lord Wöröni's face even when I die.
***
It was early in the morning, on a day when it had been raining continuously since dawn.
Anita was standing in front of the building at the appointed time.
The surroundings were silent, without any sign of human presence.
I was alone like that for a few minutes.
I saw someone running quickly from afar.
"Ah, ah...
."
Even after running to the car, the man ran without stopping for what seemed like a long distance.
As I approached, the man's appearance caught my attention.
The middle-aged man with short red hair was drenched in sweat.
"Are you the Duchess of Eden, Eden, Edenbahir?" ."
Anita slowly pushed open the building's door as she gasped and asked a question.
"You came at the right time.
"Let's go in."
At this, the man who was breathing heavily with a force that would not be surprising if he fainted, looked shocked.
"Pardon me?
Are you really saying we have to go to court now?
Ma'am, play with words with me...!"
"Rest assured.
It's just me and Georges Fager here.
"There will be no trial."
Sigh.
When the door opened, an empty hallway appeared.
The lights were not on, but the sunlight streaming through the window was so strong that there was no difficulty in recognizing the structure of the building.
The lawyer, Georges Fager, followed Anita into the quiet room.
"But obviously, a notice for a trial at the royal court was sent by the royal family...
."
Royal cut.
Yes, this was the royal court.
Anita, who was sued for her curse, appointed Georges Pager as her lawyer.
As only authorized persons could enter the royal court, a court entry permit would have been sent to Georges Fager's house.
Anita sent the unilaterally determined time and place, attached to the authorization.
A letter arrived from the royal castle.
It would have been a communication that could not be ignored unless one was very stubborn.
'Duchess status has great status.
But it cannot be compared to the royal family.'
"Didn't you say you were being prosecuted for distributing counterfeit products?"
Matters even remotely related to maintaining the dignity of the royal family are judged in the royal court.
The bait Anita used to rescue Fager was the pressure and coercion imposed by the existence of the royal family.
"I almost got sued.
But it was canceled last night.
From the bastard's point of view, if he wins, he will only become 'the victor of the Edenbahir family's dirty family fight', but if it passes silently, he will become 'a great man who took a step back for the honor of the Edenbahir family.'"
In a situation where she withdrew her complaint, whether the forgery was true or not became an unimportant question.
Even though Anita's work was considered genuine, the process ended up not continuing.
Above all, wasn't it Anita who provoked the first at the Queen's birthday party?
The great lady, as if she had been provoked, sued Anita for distributing counterfeit products...
.
'I think he pretended to fall for the provocation to belittle my image.'
Furthermore, someone would have already been sent to Shabalon to confirm that his painting was not a forgery.
Upon hearing this, the Grand Duchess had already met with the nobles staying at Hicksen and said, 'As I was concerned, she is an ignorant and arrogant duchess befitting her humble origins, but to preserve the dignity of the historic Edenbahir family, I, as the eldest of the family, decided to resign.
He was talking about 'I intend to offer another gift to Her Majesty the Queen'.
Everything was as Anita thought.
"Are you sure you made this commotion just to call me?"
Georges' steps stopped.
Yes that's right.
This was all a show to meet Georges Fager.
Anita looked at Georges and apologized politely.
"You intentionally avoided the situation, so I had no choice but to force myself to create an opportunity.
I'm sorry for misleading you, Mr.
Fager.
"I apologize."
Georges wiped the sweat that flowed like water and let out a deep sigh of relief.
The sense of security gained from withdrawing from the trial seemed to be greater than the anger at having been deceived.
"...Phew.
How should I say this?
You look like your biological father.
"I heard from someone who came to see me the other day that your wife is the daughter of Mr.
Vincent Wöröni, is that correct?"
Anita's eyes lit up brightly when her father was mentioned.
"That's right.
"You're my father."
"They said we were similar not only in personality, but also in face.
Mainly snow.
OK...
If you were born noble, there's no way you can apologize to me.
Because nobles are that kind of person...
How are you, Mr.
Wöröni?
How are you doing?
"Don't you read the newspaper?"
"Should I read it?
"It's been a few years since I stopped worrying about worldly matters."
Something was strange.
'Did your father introduce you to someone who knows nothing about your whereabouts or my marriage?'
Isn't he really a strong judge?
No, at least I thought he was a powerful person until now.
'Why did my father tell me to find this person?'
At least now, I didn't understand the meaning.
"My father...
"He disappeared a while ago."
Georges' face turned pale.
It was a face I had never thought of.
"Hey, I unintentionally made a big mistake...
Vincent Wöröny was one of the smartest men I've ever met.
There's no point in someone like that easily turning a blind eye!
"Don't worry, I'll be back soon, ma'am."
"thank you.
“That gives me a lot of comfort.”
"So you contacted me to find out your father's whereabouts?"
"It's similar.
"Why have you been ignoring my calls for so long?"
"...I don't want to be associated with nobles.
I hate them deeply.
"If the person who requested a meeting with me had been Miss Anita Wöröny of the Börøny family and not the Duchess of the Edenbahir family, I would not have continued trying to hide."
You didn't reject me, you rejected the nobility.
Georges' statement did not seem like a lie.
The deep disgust and anger in her eyes were the same as the eyes of the children who looked down on her as a "sewer rat" when they were young.
'...
'My father wouldn't have written that man's name for no reason.'
His father was the one who predicted his disappearance.
So it was clear that there was something about Georges Fager that Anita didn't notice.
"I'm sorry.
I should have come to see you in person.
"I just let the misunderstandings pile up."
"No no.
"Don't apologize."
"If you don't mind, can I ask you a few questions about your father?"
Georges, who was looking at the ground with a worried expression, slowly opened his lips.
"If you do something like that, it means you're sincere.
I also owe a debt to Mr.
Wöröni...
Phew.
If that's okay, would you like to come to my house tomorrow morning?
"I'll help in any way I can regarding Mr.
Wöröni's whereabouts."
"Can't today?"
He shook his head with an embarrassed expression.
"My wife is very ill, so it's difficult for me to leave the house.
Even now I'm worried because I left some time with a neighbor.
"I think it would be difficult to find him outside my house."
There is a sick person at home.
You forced the caregiver to move away.
Guilt made my heart shiver.
"I think it will be around this time tomorrow.
Are you sure you don't mind?"
"Great.
"Then I will visit you tomorrow."
Anita held the carriage for Georges.
Although he refused, perhaps because he was worried about his wife, he finally returned to the carriage.
Only after Georges disappeared did Anita regret her mistake.
'I should have asked what kind of illness it was.'
I could have brought food or medicine to help with treatment.
When will I be able to be as meticulous as my father?