Chapter 92

After seeing off all the guests, I returned to the mansion.

As I removed the smile that had been plastered on my face throughout, I was called by Isaac, who had apparently been waiting for me in the entrance hall.

“Welcome back, Lady Charlotte.”

“Thank you.”

I took the hand he offered and headed towards my room. My parents were in the territory, so I was the only one in this townhouse, and a deep silence filled the air.

I plopped down onto the sofa, and Isaac immediately tried to prepare tea.

“Just come and comfort me. I feel terrible.”

“As you wish.”

Isaac came over without changing his expression and knelt before me. He took my right hand and kissed the back of it.

“Is something the matter, Lady Charlotte?”

“...Grace deliberately had Zain come to be shown to me. Even though Zain is mine, don’t you think it’s cruel?”

“Yes, it must have been very painful for you.”

“And, you know, Grace is completely different from the novel.”

All the young ladies I invited to today’s tea party were those who disliked Grace Sentsberry.

Being tempted by a fiancé or being mocked in front of a crowd. It was easy to find young ladies who despised Grace, and it was easy to imagine how despicable a villain she was.

“It’s absolutely wrong for her to be a villain.”

But the current Grace was clearly a “good person.”

She was humble and didn’t get angry even when insulted or had drinks thrown at her. When I tried to test her with a venomous snake, she didn’t even try to use other young ladies as bait; she caught it herself.

She was definitely not the Grace Sentsberry from the novel. To confirm my long-held suspicions, I brought her to my room and we were alone.

“As Isaac said, she was really as clear as day.”

When I mentioned the increase in miasma in the country and the difficulty in mining magic water, she was clearly disturbed.

When I mentioned the word “war,” her face turned visibly pale.

It must be because she knows the plot of the novel and realizes that she is the cause.

– At that moment, I was certain that Grace Sentsberry was a reincarnated person like me.

“It’s unbelievable, for a villain to try to take my position. That’s why the story of the novel has changed.”

Zain is the hero’s, and it’s mine, so it’s unforgivable for a minor character to desire him.

If I don’t awaken to the power of the saint and fall in love with Zain, Grace will be the first to die.

Even with the possibility of a war in the future, prioritizing her own desires is wrong.

“Grace is definitely in the way. If she’s not a villain, she’s no use to me.”

“I understand.”

Isaac said this without hesitation and bowed slightly.

“If there’s anything I can do, please let me know.”

“Thank you, Isaac. You’re the only one I can rely on.”

As I stroked his smooth black hair, Isaac’s lips curved slightly.

He’s a character who doesn’t appear in the novel, but I trust him the most because he listens to everything I say, and I intend to keep him by my side and take care of him.

The fact that someone as beautiful as Isaac is devoted to me makes me feel good.

“Hey, hug me.”

“Yes.”

When I said this in a coquettish tone, Isaac hugged me like a treasure.

I felt warm and reassured, and realized I wasn’t alone.

“...For the sake of my future with Zain, will you continue to work hard for me?”

“Yes, you can count on me.”

The novel’s heroine, Charlotte, who Zain loves, is a very kind and pure woman, loved by everyone for her beautiful heart.

So I must never take matters into my own hands with Grace.

I’m different from that greedy, presumptuous, and lowly reincarnated person.

“I will correct the story of the novel, save Zain, and achieve a happy ending.”

This world is nothing more than a stage created for the happiness of the heroine, me.