I Won't Accept Your Regrets

Chapter 129

The Duke Croft glanced at Jeremy as he stood before him. Platinum hair and amber eyes. And a pretty pretty face.

The Duke knew at first glance that he and Ellie were certainly not enemies.

And Croft also knew that it was Jeremy who delivered that ledger.

Looking at Jeremy's polite posture, the Duke Croft spoke up.

"Glad to see you, Duke of Drua."

The nobles watched the exchange of greetings.

The whole world has already learned that the former Duke of Drois tried to kill the Empress and her son.

And in such a situation, everyone with bated breath yearned to see the battle of Croft with the new Duke of Drua.

However, Jeremy spoiled all expectations and approached Croft with courtesies.

While the nobles sighed with regret, none other than the culprit of the whole event stepped into the hall.

He first appeared before the public since the moment he was accused of conspiracy with the dead Duke of Drua.

Several nobles, looking at Marquis Sios, expressed their displeasure without hesitation.

It all started with the ledger from the House of Drua, and now a lot of heinous rumors laid siege to the House of Sios.

The Marquis only laughed at the behavior of the aristocrats.

After carefully examining the faces of the nobles who were pointing fingers at him and spitting bile, he proceeded to his seat.

But then he met Jeremy's gaze.

He knew perfectly well that it was Jeremy who had brought the book of his dead father.

The fire of hostility flared up in the eyes of the Marquis.

Jeremy didn't shy away, however.

Seeing the steadfastness of his opponent, and even a mockery on his lips, it seemed that the very insides of the Marquis Sios turned over, and anger hit him in the head.

A mutant, a disgrace to the Drua family, and he dares to mock me ?!

I'm tempted to rip out those amber eyes that are now looking down and cut his throat right away, but this was a meeting room.

Taking a deep breath, the marquis calmed his anger and stood in his place. All he could do was ignore Jeremy grimly.

Thus, every metropolitan nobleman had already gathered in the hall, and soon the herald's exclamation was heard.

"His Majesty is coming!"

The emperor entered the hall and all the nobles rose from their seats.

"Hail His Majesty the Emperor, Empire Sun."

Raymond quickly passed the long red carpet, climbed onto the platform, looked around the crowd and said:

"Everyone, sit down."

Raymond himself sat on a throne made of gold.

And looked around again.

This time his gaze lingered on the platinum hair among the crowd.

Jeremy Drua.

It was with his submission that the current meeting took place.

But whenever Jeremy loomed in front of his nose, Raymond could not bear the feeling of dejection.

While he studied Jeremy's face with an angry look, the latter suddenly answered him in kind.

The voice of the emperor was heard in the hall: