"I've told you so many times before, don't come near me. If you keep being this rude, I won't just stand by anymore."
"Ha."
As Seraphina's words of rejection were heard by him, The arrogant Ferdinand's face changed, and soon, his frustrated face was revealed.
He ran a hand through his hair with a rough, irritated motion; his calm and a Nobel aura directly turned into something else, his true nature...
"What? This isn't what Arjan told me. I didn't expect you to be like this."
"…Excuse me?"
For a moment, Seraphina felt like her mind had gone blank. He'd heard something about her—from someone else. She was suspicious, who could it be? Is he talking nonsense? Did he know something?
"What did Arjan say?"
"She told me you don't mind when people approach you."
"What does that even…"
"I've heard it all. Isn't that how you seduced the Duke? Spread your legs even before marriage…"
