Chapter 35

Adele prided herself on having a fairly thick skin.

After all, she could ignore being branded a villainess, putting on a composed, even arrogant expression as though she hadn't heard a word of it.

But right now, that expression refused to come.

"My, how beautiful you are. Your skin looks like it's been brushed with honey."

"No wonder the Count can't take his eyes off you — honey practically drips from them."

At the women's simpering laughter, Adele could only shake her head in disbelief.

They really can dish out lines that cheesy without blinking…

Honestly, being pointed at as a villainess had been far more comfortable. If she could, she'd have fled the spot that very instant.

But these days, her every move reflected on Christine's reputation. He had been willing to stand against the Emperor himself to choose her, and she wanted to be of some help to…