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Published at 10th of April 2022 06:26:44 PM


Chapter 77

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"I... you know me?"

"I've never actually seen you, but I've heard a lot about you and memorized you. You didn't seem to want to show up a little while ago, so I'm sorry, Miss"

She is very thorough!

As expected, it's like Violet Lippe.

I smiled and reached out one hand to Violet to ask for a handshake.

"Nice to meet you, Violet."

"Did you know my name?"

Violet opened her eyes wide.

"I heard it a little while ago, and I tend to memorize important things when it comes to clothing."

"Oh my..."

Violet smiles softly.

But her sharp eyes are constantly trying to read me.

Violet Lippe.

In my previous life, she was Clerivan's right-hand man and the second-in-command of the Pellet Traders Company.

Clerivan's genius was important to Pellet's brilliant growth in a short period, but Violet's meticulous management was also important.

If Clerivan took the lead and led the business boldly, Violet was a fantastic duo that managed everything meticulously behind the scenes.

Without a person named Violet Lippe, there would have been no 'Pellet Traders Company' that had risen like a comet.

Looking at how she was doing her job a while ago, I don't think there's any need to worry about being younger than Violet of that time.

Would grandfather have felt this way when he saw great people?

I smiled heavily at Violet.

"Tia?"

Then I heard the sound calling me.

It was my father who was just entering a clothing store.

"Dad!"

My father's eyes were round with a dumbfounded face when I ran and hugged him.

"How can you be here..."

"Because I can go outside from today!"

"Yes, that right..."

My father smiled in vain while patting me on the back.

"I can't believe the day when I meet you outside like this has come..."

The muttering father's voice became bright by his daughter's growth.

My father is too.

"How did you know Dad was here?"

My father usually goes to work at his office in Lombardy's headquarters or the Capitals branch.

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This branch was one of the places my father often visited not long after it was opened.

"Sir. Clerivan told me!"

Just in time, Clerivan came in and handed over his jacket to a clothing store employee.

"Sir Clerivan?"

Clerivan, who received my father's attention, explained with great hmmm.

"She wants to surprise you, Sir Gallahan, and Lady Florentia asked me about the schedule..."

"I see... haha."

"Dad, shall we go outside?"

I asked while holding my father's hand.

"That would be great."

My father looked around and nodded.

It was because everyone in the clothing store was looking at us.

'Who's making all this noise?'

it wasn't such an unpleasant stare.

Rather, they seemed to have bumped into a famous actor or entertainer and whispered among themselves in surprise.

"I can't believe I actually saw that famous Galleria Lombardi father and daughter!"

"You're so cute!"

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"The man back there, then, Mr. Clerivan Pellet!"

The murmur was growing so loud that I could hear their conversation.

"Let's go eat something delicious!"

It's lunchtime anyway, so I can interrupt my father's work a little bit.

When I said so, my father nodded with a big smile.

"So, Tia, what do you want to eat?"

Where should I go?

The list of famous restaurants that I wanted to go to after returning but had to endure crossed my mind.

* * *

Unlike his appearance, which seems to enjoy fruit or light vegetarian food, my father was thoroughly meat-eating he was very satisfied with the restaurant I guided him to.

In my previous life, I used to come here with a big heart when my salary came in, it was not a too luxurious place, but they roast large chunks of meat in the oven were excellent.

"Come back here later, miss!"

Louryl was happy, too.

But Clerivan was a little different.

But Clerivan's reaction was a bit different.

"Are you all right, Sir Clerivan?"

After putting down the fork without eating well, I asked Clerivan, who was wiping his mouth with a napkin.

I was wondering if he was sick.

"That's fine. It just doesn't suit my taste."

"Oh, no, Bro-, Sir. Clerivan doesn't like meat very much."

Louryl habitually tried to call him 'brother' but realized it was outside and said correctly.

"Huh?"

He looks like a meat-eater.

"You took a bite of the bloody rare steak, chewed on it, and then you drank the red wine and looked like you were laughing!"

"...That's a very specific example. But I don't really like meat."

"I didn't know either."

When my father cut the meat into large pieces, he was shocked.

"Then what kind of food do you usually like?"

"I like light salads or seafood-based foods. But there aren't many restaurants like that, so I usually cook."2

"Do you cook?"1

It's was a series of surprises.

When he got home, I thought he would leave his homework and go straight to bed.

I can't believe such a person cooks at home.

"Then, hold on!"

I ordered one more food from the menu.




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