Seven maids stood outside Emilia’s room, their faces flushed with embarrassment as lewd, unabashed moans echoed from within—so loud they seemed to permeate every corner of the house.
“Anhhh~ Anhhh~ Anhhhh~”
“Annhhh~ Yes… more, just like that…”
“Anhhh~ Sister-in-law… you’re so beautiful…”
“Anhhh~ Yes, more, please… give it to me…”
Across the hall, Leon sipped his tea, a wide, entertained smile curving his lips. Beside him stood Justin, his expression unreadable.
“So… what happens now?” Justin asked, turning slightly toward Leon.
“You are probably going to become an uncle if that guy continued to fuck her like that.” Leon spoke with a smile as he took a sip from the cup.
“Not that… I mean how will you prove that they were doing it to my brother ?” Justin asked.
“The servants have heard them both. That’s enough for them to serve as witnesses. Just a little longer and I’ll send in Jim’s secret girlfriend and she will do her part.
Once all of this is over… Your brother won’t need anymore proofs.” Leon’s voice carried a gleeful malice as his smile darkened.
Justin frowned. “What do you mean by Jim’s Girlfriend ? You told her about your plans ?”
“No, She is too dumb to understand this. I am only using her.” Leon replied.
“So… You are making Amelia Ford a witness to all this ?” Justin asked with a confused expression.
“Yeah, that reminds me…” Leon took another sip, then glanced sideways. “How exactly is your house considered five-star ? Jim’s girlfriend is a third-rate charmer who’s been manipulating him for two years, and no one seems to know a thing.
Are you guys really nobles or what ?”
“No way… That’s true ?” Justin’s voice was laced with surprise, but the flicker in his eyes betrayed something else.
Leon caught it immediately.
“Wait… you knew. That tone—sarcastic and a bit too calm—you knew all along about that bitch.”
“Yes,” Justin admitted with a small smile. “For the past one year.”
Leon narrowed his eyes. “Let me guess. You let it continue because you wanted one brother out of the way. Hmm…?”
Justin sighed, then nodded. “It was pathetic to see him fall for her tricks. She tried the same on me, but I wasn’t tempted by her charm.
When I realized he was no longer focused on the successor’s position… I simply stayed quiet. Less competition will help me, after all.”
Leon’s expression shifted to one of amused approval. “Smart. Grow a pair of balls and you’ll elevate this house to seven-star status.
Seeing how smart you are, you should’ve already done all this by now.”
“That’s the thing with me Mr. Leon. I don’t have the courage to do things like this and you are so calm.
What is your secret ?” Justin asked with a smile.
’I have already died… Why would I fear family drama ?’ Leon thought in his mind for a second then sipped some tea.
Just then, the creaking of a door drew both of their attention. The fourth room had opened.
“Ah, shit… Mother is awake. The moaning must’ve woken her up,” Justin muttered grimly.
“Don’t be scared… You haven’t done anything and stay confident.” Leon spoke with a serious expression.
“Y-Yes… I am confident.”
Without another word, Leon handed Justin his teacup and stepped behind him, his face now wearing a mask of duty.
“What is going on here?” a sharp voice demanded. A woman in her sixties emerged, furious. Althea Weaver—matriarch of the household, mother to Justin, Jamie and Jim, and Emilia’s mother-in-law.
’Another witness, this is getting better.’ Leon mused, his smile subtle.
“Good morning, Mother,” Justin greeted smoothly as he slowly bowed in front of her.
“It’s certainly not a good morning for me. What is that awful sound coming from your room? Is there a girl in there ?” Althea snapped with an Irritated expression.
“No, Mother. The noise is coming from Emilia’s room.” Justin replied immediately as he pointed towards the room.
“Emilia’s?” Althea’s brows furrowed. “Is Jamie back ? He didn’t tell me before-”
“No, Mother. That’s Jim… in there with Emilia.” Justine spoke cutting her off in the middle of her sentence.
A gasp escaped Althea’s lips as she clutched her mouth in horror. “W-What? That can’t be—”
Before she could finish, a woman stormed up the hallway, her eyes holding an angry fire. She was none other than Amelia herself.
Click.
The door flung open.
“You bastard!” Amelia screamed. “You said you loved me! How could you cheat on me with your own brother’s wife ?!
Our relationship is over.”
Neither Jim nor Emilia so much as flinched. The aphrodisiac coursing through their veins drowned out everything but their own lust.
They countinued to fuck like monkeys in heat.
’Alright, that’s my part, now I should get out of here as soon as possible. I should just leave this kingdom… or that butler will keep coming after me.’ Amelia thought bitterly, storming out of the room with practiced rage on her face.
“W-Who was that ?” Althea demanded, her eyes wide with disbelief.
“I believe… that was Jim’s secret girlfriend, who is not so secret anymore.” Justin replied, feigning innocence.
“Close that damned door! And no servant is to go near that part of the house!” Althea roared. The maids fled, slamming the door behind them.
’Her voice really makes the servants scared huh,’ Leon noted blandly.
“Justin,” Althea ordered sharply, “Catch that girl. This matter must not leave the household. I’ll deal with the servants.
Write a letter and tell your father about this.” She turned on her shoe. “ADELINE! Come here, now!”
Leon gave a dry chuckle. “Looks like your mother is flabbergasted by the view of your brother humping Emilia.”
“She’s trying to contain the damage, protect the family’s reputation. I should send orders to the guards to find Amelia and catch her immediately or mother will kill me,” Justin muttered as he turned away.
“No need. She’s already captured. Look inside your room,” Leon said with a calm smile.
Justin paused, confused, and pushed open his door. Inside, Amelia sat tied to his bed, mouth gagged. Beside her sat Fruela holding her daggers in her hand.
“…Umm. There is a dark elf in my room Mr. Leon—”
“She’s with me,” Leon interrupted, stepping in and shutting the door.
“Your father must be a heavy sleeper if that didn’t wake him.” Leon spoke with a neutral expression.
“He’s not here. He left for the Royal Castle two days ago. Prince Charles came looking for him he was really worried, and they’ve been staying there since. He only sends messages now.”
“What happened?” Leon asked with a confused and curious expression.
“No idea. They were in the main library talking about the matter— and since it’s soundproofed completely with spells. Not a whisper escapes from inside.” Justin explained.
“I see.”
“So that’s it for now ?”
Leon nodded, satisfied. “Yes, everything is set. Now we wait for your brother to return and see the chaos. He’ll lose it. If anything unexpected happens before then, contact me immediately. Keep her here until that moment,” he added, gesturing to Amelia.
“Why in my room? Can’t we keep her in the storeroom ?” Justin asked, raising a brow.
“Because, aside from me, you’re the only one she can’t manipulate. Though… I wonder why ?
Because I have intrest in mature woman… but what about you ?” Leon asked with a suspicious expression.
“…What?”
“Justin, are you sure you’re a man?” Leon asked raising his brows.
“I-I am! I can prove it if—”
“That won’t be necessary. Just fucking with you. I’ll be going now.” Leon spoke with a neutral expression as he turned to leave, but Justin called after him.
“Mr. Leon…”
Leon paused, glancing back with a confused expression.
“Thank you for all this. I wouldn’t have achieved all this without you.” Justin said quietly, bowing slightly.
Leon merely smirked and descended the stairs.
The moment he reached the ground floor, Adeline yanked him into an empty room.
“Hello, darling. Dragging men into empty rooms now? Desperate, aren’t we?” Leon teased with a grin.
But Adeline’s expression was tense.
“Leon, this isn’t the time for jokes. Madam Althea has gone completely mad. No servants are allowed to leave the mansion. If she finds out about us—”
“Did you switch the cups ?” Leon asked, serious now.
“Y-Yes,” she nodded quickly. “I hid them in the storage room downstairs.”
“Good. As long as they don’t suspect the tea, we’re fine. I have somewhere to be. Keep me updated on what’s happening here.” Leon spoke with a neutral expression.
“Wait! How are you getting out? Madam Althea said—”
“Don’t worry,” Leon smiled. “I have my ways.”
As he walked away, his mind buzzed with satisfaction.
’Althea’s losing her grip. She’ll do anything to contain this scandal. In time, this will be a perfect piece of blackmail. But for now… I’ll head to the dungeon, gather beads, and level up a little.’
A faint smirk danced on Leon’s lips as he entered inside the kitchen and saw Rees standing there.
“Shall we go back ?” Rees asked.
“Yes.” Leon replied and immediately both of them vanished into thin air.