Volume 7 Chapter 73: I’m Just The Fourth Son Of A Noble
<span style="text-decoration:underline"><span style="font-weight:400">Volume 7 Chapter 73: I''m Just The Fourth Son Of A Noble
<span style="font-weight:400">After a few minutes,
<span style="font-weight:400">"You two cane in now." Krystal''s mother called out from the door; she noticed the two standing in the hallway, waiting for them to get everything out. The two entered the room; Winston bowed, "Madam, it''s great to see you awake."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Mmhmm, Winston." She gently nodded, "I have caused you a lot of trouble because of my absence."
<span style="font-weight:400">"All that matters is you being alright." As long as she was awake, that was what mattered.
<span style="font-weight:400">Her eyes locked on Keith, "Who is this gentleman?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Greetings, Grand Duchess. My name is Keith, and I''m Krystal''s ssmate." Keith bowed as he said this.
<span style="font-weight:400">"I see. My name is Violet Rustchil. Thank you for being friends with my daughter. I grew worried that she couldn''t make any friends."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Mom!" Krystal''s cheeks turned red.
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<span style="font-weight:400">"But you were always the quiet type, and I was anxious you would be all alone when you grow up."
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<span style="font-weight:400">"Krystal is a great person and friend to have. Our friends wanted toe but couldn''t, given the situation." He could definitely hear Herrick and Melor screaming in the back of his head.
<span style="font-weight:400">"I see." A soft smile appeared on Violet''s expression.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Sister," Someone called out while they talked. Everyone turned their heads to see Rodrick and his family.
<span style="font-weight:400">Violet''s expression didn''t change, but Keith noticed the aura. It turned hostile. She definitely gets it from her. The boy realized Krystal''s calm and callous aura hade from her mother. Judging from how she was, she was furious.
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<span style="font-weight:400">"Sister, I-""We can talk afterward; it''s time for dinner." Violet realized it was time for dinner. Walking up right now, she felt hungry.
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<span style="font-weight:400">"I see. I will have the chef prepare everything." Winston bowed as he quickly walked out. Before he could leave,
<span style="font-weight:400">"Hold it." Keith blurted out,
<span style="font-weight:400">"What''s the matter, Child?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Ms.Violet, you can''t eat anything yet."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Eh?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"You just recently woke up. If you have solid food so soon, your stomach will hurt and ache." She was likely to throw everything up the moment she swallowed.
<span style="font-weight:400">Rodrick''s expression darkened, "Who are you to-"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Mother, please listen to Keith."
<span style="font-weight:400">"!" Violet looked into her daughter''s eyes, which had no trace of doubt. She nodded, "Understood, I will follow your lead on this one. However, what can I eat."
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<span style="font-weight:400">"Don''t worry. I will be the one to watch your diet."
<span style="font-weight:400">That only caused Arnie to scoff, "Are you messing around? How could you watch over my aunt?" Last time he checked, he was a student.
<span style="font-weight:400">"I have the capabilities to, unlike an ignorant child in this room."
<span style="font-weight:400">"You-"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Mother, please trust me on this. If Keith can''t look after you, then no one can." Regarding food, she doubted anyone coulde close to this guy!
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<span style="font-weight:400">"Alright." Violet patted her daughter''s head, "Then you and Krystal should have your meal first. I will have mine afterward."
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<span style="font-weight:400">"We could-"
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<span style="font-weight:400">"Go, it''s not going to leave this room either way." "…Understood."
<span style="font-weight:400">…
<span style="font-weight:400">“…” The whole dining table was silent. And that was because of the tension that engulfed the entire table. On one side was Keith and Krystal. The other side was Rodrick and his family, who ate easily.
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<span style="font-weight:400">Neither side spoke with the other.
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<span style="font-weight:400">"Keith, what household do youe from?"
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<span style="font-weight:400">"I''m just the fourth son of a noble."
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<span style="font-weight:400">"So you''re not going to be the head?" Rodrick''s wife questioned.
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<span style="font-weight:400">"Mmhmm, it''s probably going to be my older brother. It really doesn''t matter." Keith shrugged.
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<span style="font-weight:400">"So you''re going to be amoner?" Rodrick questioned.
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<span style="font-weight:400">"Probably."
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<span style="font-weight:400">"Tch." Hearing his words only made Arnie scoff. How dare he talk to me like that when he''s going to be amoner.
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<span style="font-weight:400">"We''re done with our meal." Krystal mmed her hand down.
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<span style="font-weight:400">"Okay." Keith got up. As the two left,
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<span style="font-weight:400">"You really don''t have a good poker face." Keith shook his head. But the girl red, "And you have too much uncared about this!"
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<span style="font-weight:400">"Of course." Matters like this were something he really didn''t care about. He knew what they were saying and implying. However,
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<span style="font-weight:400">"I''m pretty sure I have more coins than them. So who cares about them." Keith, by himself, was rich and pretty influential. He was probably equal to a count or higher.
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<span style="font-weight:400">"…" Krystal shook her head. What he said was so true. But it was so scary at the same time! The two then arrived in front of Violet''s rooms.
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<span style="font-weight:400">"Oh, are the two of you done with your meal?"
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<span style="font-weight:400">"Mmhmm."
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<span style="font-weight:400">"Wait a minute, what''s that?" Keith noticed there was soup in the room.
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<span style="font-weight:400">"It''s a soup that was brought in by the maids." Keith frowned as he looked at it for a few seconds before he walked it over to the window and poured it out.
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<span style="font-weight:400">"What''s that for?"
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<span style="font-weight:400">"Hmm?"
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<span style="font-weight:400">"Weren''t you the type not to waste food?" Krystal knew Keith was the guy who didn''t waste any food.
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<span style="font-weight:400">"Of course, if the soup wasn''t poisoned."
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<span style="font-weight:400">"Eh?"
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<span style="font-weight:400">"Yeah, there was something off with the soup."
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<span style="font-weight:400">"Are you positive?"
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<span style="font-weight:400">"Uncle Winston, if Kieth said there is something wrong with it, there''s something wrong with it." When it came to cooking, this guy''s sixth sense was superhuman. It was supernatural.
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<span style="font-weight:400">The others didn''t know what to say about it either.
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<span style="font-weight:400">"First things first, we should make something for you to eat."