Cry, Even better if you Beg

2

Chapter 2
Visits by relatives who are planning to spend the summer in Arvis. Social gatherings. Insurance issues for the trade ship to sail next month.

Matthias, sitting at the backside of the carriage, stared outside the window as his butler Hessen reported the family’s pending issues. Matthias replied to Hessen’s words with a brief answer or a nod. The directors were in charge of the company, and Mattias’s mother and grandmother were in charge of the family affairs, but the power to make the ultimate decision was up to Duke Herhardt. And Matthias has been in that position ever since he was twelve years old.

By the time Matthias entered the Platanus road to the Herhardt territory, Hessen’s report was over.

Matthias gazed at the familiar scenery with his head tilted at an angle. The tall trees that lined both sides of the driveway were arched as if they were holding hands. The fragmented sunlight gliding through the swaying leaves embroidered the path like a beautiful pattern.

Passing the road and into the territory, a white mansion with a deep blue roof had revealed itself. At the front door, the mother and grandmother were out to greet the family’s head. While Matthias was straightening the position of his already linear tie, the door to the wagon opened.

“Welcome, Matthias.”

The Dowager Duchess of Arvis, Norma Catarina von Herhardt, greeted her grandson with a bright smile. Matthias bowed his head and accepted his grandmother’s kiss. Elysee von Herhardt, who was standing behind them, approached Matthias with a slightly more straightforward attitude.

“You’ve grown taller.”

She gave him a warm hug and smiled. Her dark black hair, just like her son’s, shined in the early summer sun.

Matthias replied with a corresponding smile. The greetings that were shared with the other servants who were waiting in line were not much different. Matthias’s refined manner and proper courtesy were distinctly shown towards the servants. He was the perfect owner of this family, Duke Herhardt.

Standing between his grandmother and mother, Matthias took the lead and crossed the lobby hall. Before he climbed up the stairs, he suddenly raised his head and looked up the huge chandelier that was lit up in the middle of the day. Beyond the chandelier was the crest of Herhardt family imprinted on the ceiling.

He was a Herhardt.

It was another name for intelligence, elegance, and unrelenting character.

In his own life, Matthias never had any complaints or doubts. He was well aware of the type of life he had to live in and was willing to accept it. He handled his life as if he were breathing and it was easy as that.

With his gaze focused down, Matthias climbed up the stairs with large strides.

When the owner of the household safely entered the mansion, the servants were now able to properly breathe.

The people of Arvis prepared for days in advance to thoroughly greet Duke Herhardt. Everything and everyone had to be perfect on his arrival, including those who were residing on his land. The servants had to be on their best appearances. The Arvis’ uninvited guest, Leyla Lewellin, was no exception.

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“Did the duke go in? Already?”

Leyla, standing at the edge of the group of servants, whispered in a rather disappointed voice. The ivory dress that Bill had bought fluttered along with the girl’s movement.

“You’ll see Duke Herhardt in the woods. I’ll have to ask for permission then.”

Bill Remmer gave out a blunt answer and started walking towards the woods. Leyla ran after him.