Obviously, It’s My Child

Chapter 57

Translator: Effe

Editor: Yonnee

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At that time, Erich and Claire were already out.

“By the way, do you have to go to the boutique? Wouldn’t it be better to just call someone?”

“I don’t want to end up stealing other people’s clothes again.”

“Pavel confirmed it too.”

“It’s not that I don’t believe you. It just upsets me.”

“If you put it that way, I have something to say.”

“What is it?”

“…….”

“You said you have something to say. I really don’t think there’s anything to be misunderstood?”

Erich firmly closed his mouth. There was a thick wrinkle between his brows. When Claire leaned forward and looked into his face, he closed his eyes.

“Ugh, what is it? Talk. Don’t pile up misunderstandings and get angry later.”

Erich raised his eyebrows, sulking. Claire laughed and lowered the tips of his eyebrows with her hand.

“I don’t intend to dwell on your exes one by one like you.”

“Aha.”

“Even your suitors.”

Erich said in a serious voice only belatedly.

In fact, there were other things he wanted to bring up, but he kept his mouth shut because he couldn’t bear to ask a lady for her past for her reputation’s sake.

Claire almost burst out laughing.

The splendid four-wheeled carriage with the coat of arms of the Klausener Duchy arrived in front of Edelweiss boutique.

Immediately, the boutique door burst open, and the tailors rushed out in unison.

The secretary opened the carriage door. Erich got off first and helped Claire off the carriage. She tugged at her cloak, feeling a little awkward.

The secretary refused to rob the boutique early, so she had nothing to wear except a dress with ripped and stretched lace.

In the end, she had to put Erich’s cloak on it.

The owner of the boutique  greeted me politely.

“It is an honor to welcome, Duke Klausener, Baron Delford. I have been told about your appointment in advance.”

A big smile appeared on the owner’s face. Claire smiled, too.

“This is a sudden visit, but thank you for welcoming me. We are not interfering with your business, are we?”

“What do you mean? All the boutiques in Rothenburg would gladly close their doors to make Your Ladyship’s clothes. We’ve already apologized to the other guests.”

Indeed, as soon as the two entered, the tailors closed the door and put up their ‘closed’ sign. It was probably hung even before the carriage arrived.

Claire laughed happily. Was this what being a VVIP feels like?

She also made a lot of money. But she had to reinvest all the money she earned at the Weaving Guild.

As she expanded her business, there were so many places that asked her for money, and there were many times when she felt like a mother bird scrambling to feed her chirping chicks.

But today, she was here wearing the halo of a true rich person. A simple textile company owner was a mere commoner in the face of royalty who was digging money from the very land of this country.

The owner of the boutique carefully and quickly examined Claire’s attire before saying,

“First of all, you will need a daytime dress that you will wear right away. I’ve got something here that’s just right for you, Baron. It just needs to be tweaked a little.”

“Oh, I don’t want someone else not being able to pick up their pre-ordered dress because of me. It’s something I want to experience only once.”

A subtle realization passed over the owner’s face. Claire smiled.

As expected, they’re quick-witted. This boutique did not become a famous one in the capital’s social circles for nothing.

This was Iris Schneider’s favorite boutique, and it was also where Pavel brought her dress five years ago.

It was five years ago, but it was not a common occurrence for Duke Klausener’s secretary to forcefully buy a woman’s dress in the middle of the morning, so the owner would most probably remember it.

By now, the owner of the boutique must be wracking his mind furiously. And apart from that, a prepared business comment came out of his mouth.

“Don’t worry. Ever since I first saw the Baron in the newspaper, the most skilled designers in our boutique have been wasting rolls of fabric for inspiration.”

“Oh, that’s nice to hear.”

“Of course, the fabric that comes out of the Weaving Guild is also a fabric that we recommend a lot lately. Cotton with patterns is bright and strong, so many people look for it for children’s clothes or everyday wear.”

Flattery poured out like a short drink. Claire brushed it off. It didn’t even mean that they were using it as their main focus right now anyway.

But his manner of trying to ingratiate himself was satisfying. Especially more, now.

“Cloth is precious, so it would be troublesome to waste them. I want to buy all the things that were made with that inspiration, and use all the surplus fabrics in this boutique right now.”

“Did you say… all?”

“I need a lot of clothes. Almost none of the clothes I have suits the dignity of the Klausener Duchy.”

Claire pulled Erich’s arm and intertwined his arms and asked charmingly.

“Is that okay?”

Erich was slightly impressed by the feigned attitude, but he silently nodded.

The boutique owner smiled brightly.

“I see. Have a seat over here, Duke, Baron. I can assure you that your time will not be wasted.”

When the two of them sat down, the owner knelt down by the sofa and set down some cigars and refreshments.

Erich asked in a low voice while the owner went to prepare, saying he would show you the clothes he had made.

“Is this business too?”

“A part of it.”

“What about the rest?”

“To scold the guy.”

Making a fuss in front of others was something Claire didn’t like too much. However, when a certain someone would hear the inevitable rumors of this day, that person would be quite shocked. It was a lot of fun just thinking about it.

Since it was the other side that started the fight first, wouldn’t this level of retaliation be trivial?

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Roger’s ploy to take Elliot and raid the Duke Klausener’s residence proved to be unsuccessful.

He had sent a contact ahead, for the messenger returned and informed them that the two had already gone out.

Thanks to that, Roger couldn’t even get to Duke Klausener’s residence. The carriage he was already in had to stop on the side of the road.

“Looks like the only one in the mansion right now is the Elder Madam.”

“Tsk tsk.”

Then he couldn’t take Elliot there. Roger wants to interrupt the grown-ups’ time, not to throw Elliot as a prey to the dreadful Elder Madam.