In the original plot, Remino was drugged and then inexplicably had a relationship with a certain noblewoman. The matter was so big that the two chose to get married in order to quell the scandal.
It took many years for Remino to realize that he had been plotted. Not only was the child not his, but his wife had always coveted the wealth of the Marquis Palace.
Vivian stood on the balcony on the third floor, watching a certain lady in pink sneaking closer to Remino and then tearing open her skirt.
Remino felt that his body was very hot and his desire to vent could not be suppressed. He drowsily hugged the woman in front of him and kissed her.
There was a "crash", and when he woke up, he found himself sitting in the fountain pool with two strange women standing in front of him.
"Sir Remino, it was she who pushed you into the water, I can testify!" The lady in pink pointed at Eunice and swore.
"I think normal people would rather be pushed into the water by me than by you being pregnant." Eunice mocked.
"I-I don't know what you're talking about."
"I heard that the Viscount owed a large debt and you happened to be pregnant, so you decided to entangle Sir Remino. After all, he is frivolous, has countless lovers, and controls a lot of money..."
Eunice told the woman in pink’s plan without hesitation. She was so dazzling under the sunset that Remino heard his heart pounding.
He thought it must be love at first sight.
I want to ask Vivian why she didn't help even though she knew the plot? Well, if possible, she didn't want to take away the opportunity of the heroine. After all, she's here to change the villain's ways, not to fight for men.
"Miss, the time is almost up." Laura glanced at the time and reminded. The downstairs was already bustling. As the protagonist tonight, the lady couldn't be late.
"How are grandma preparing?" Vivian put down the tea cup.
"Sir Carol has returned from the palace, and the Marquise has told you that he will be your dance partner tonight."
"It seems like she's thought a lot about me."
The Marquise also knew that her grandson's reputation was too bad, and it would be troublesome if rumors spread about her granddaughter's debut party.
Ten minutes later Sir Carroll knocked on the door.
Wei Wei An looked up and found that he was wearing a pure white knight uniform, decorated with epaulettes, tassels and gold embroidery. He had wide shoulders, a narrow waist and strong long legs. He was truly worthy of being a royal knight.
Carol is twenty-two years old, not yet engaged, and is also the leading groom candidate in the royal capital. He is upright and steady, especially when compared with his younger brother, he looks even better.
My grandfather was the Minister of Finance, and my father was in charge of the largest perfume business in the royal capital. There were countless people who wanted to marry him.
"Good evening, my dear, my name is Carol White, and I am very pleased to be your dance partner at the welcome party." Carol introduced herself very seriously.
"Good evening Sir Carol, I am Vivian Klein, you can call me Vivian." Vivian replied with a smile.
She was wearing a blue strapless dress today. The lower part was made of silk and had fine pleats. If she walked a little faster or turned around, it would ripple like water waves.
"This dress suits you very well." Carol's words were a sincere compliment. I heard that her aunt was also the most beautiful woman in the royal capital back then.
"Thank you. You look very handsome in the knight uniform."
Vivian put her hand on Carol's palm, and the two slowly walked down the stairs. Marquis White and the Marquise were standing at the top of the stairs. When they saw them coming down, a gentle smile appeared on their faces.
"Madam, I remember when Miriam debuted." Marquis White's eyes were slightly red. After all, he only had one son and one daughter in his life. He rarely saw his daughter after she got married. Now...
"So many years have passed in the blink of an eye." The Marquise also expressed some emotion, but it was a pity that her son and daughter-in-law were on a business trip, otherwise it would have been even more lively.
There were many nobles gathered in the banquet hall tonight. The Marquise wanted to make her granddaughter look like a "white rose", so she decorated the banquet hall with thousands of white roses to show her love.
Before officially entering the banquet hall, Vivian took a deep breath. After Carol saw it, she comforted her and said, "Don't be nervous, you can rely on me."
"Thank you, believe me, everything will go smoothly." Vivian cheered herself up.
When the time came, the four people entered the banquet hall with elegant steps. The nobles caused a noise because of their appearance, and the band also played hymns.
"The Marquis White, the Marquise, Sir Carroll, and Princess Vivienne are entering!" the etiquette officer announced loudly that tonight's protagonists were on the stage.
Marquis White and the Marchioness walked in front, and Vivian and Carol walked behind. The two young men were as gorgeous as oil paintings, and the nobles focused all their attention on them.
"The male is perfect for silver hair, fragile and beautiful."
"The white roses bloomed just for her. They are so beautiful!"
"Oh, it's the white roses that Jazz has in his pocket, they look perfect together!"
The nobles whispered and the music became more romantic.
"Vivian White Klein greets the distinguished guests, thank you all for attending my welcome reception, and I wish you a pleasant evening."
Vivian thanked all the nobles in the banquet hall, and with grand applause, her debut party began.
Carol danced with her in the first dance. She was already very good at ballroom dancing, so they cooperated tacitly.
In the second dance, Vivian exchanged partners with her grandmother, which meant that she danced with her grandfather.
For the third dance, many young jazz musicians took the initiative to invite her to dance, and Vivian chose Jay Melvis. He is the queen's nephew and the leader of the underground casino, and belongs to the villain camp.
"Sir, why are you staring at my hair?" Jay smiled softly, but Vivian knew that he was also a pervert.
In the Empire, red hair is synonymous with abjection. People called red-haired women slutty whores and red-haired men incompetent betrayers.
Jay's mother was a dancer. He inherited her mother's red hair and was bullied as a child. In order to gain a foothold in the earl's family, he became the queen's sword, and anyone who opposed the second prince would be killed.
"Your hair is very beautiful, like the sunset, I like it very much." Vivian praised sincerely. She has no prejudice against hair color. After all, she has experienced modern times and knows that they are not the descendants of some devil.
"I like your hair too, it looks like the moonlight outside." Jay was a little surprised, but replied quickly.
"The moon rises after sunset. It seems I didn't choose the wrong person."
"My father-in-law is very powerful."
The third dance ends and Remino returns. His gaze passed over Vivian's head, and finally focused on Eunice.
The dance ended at ten o'clock, Carol escorted Vivian back to the Winter Palace, and Remino sent Eunice back. In order to express his gratitude, he gave her the pink diamond collected by his family and said that he would do her three favors in the future.
After observation, Eunice discovered that Princess Vivian did not recognize her, nor did she look like she had traveled through time or was reborn. She behaved like a noble here, and there was nothing wrong with her.
Unlike me, I can't even dance. Last time I almost stepped on the crown prince's foot and swollen it.
The Winter Palace was very quiet at night. Vivian lay on the bed and fell asleep after washing. Suddenly the system reminded that Victor was climbing through the window and planned to poison her tonight.
There is an old saying that goes like this: A tree cannot become useful unless it is cultivated, and a man cannot become useful unless he is sharpened.
When Victor saw his sister sleeping in bed, he poured poison into her mouth without any hesitation. As soon as the lid was opened, Vivian opened her eyes suddenly and kicked him to the ground.
"You're not asleep!" Victor was shocked.
"It's a pity that you fell asleep. My dear brother, you are really too weak." Vivian got out of bed and beat Victor so violently that he couldn't even get up.
All swordsmanship is imaginary, fists are the last word!
Vivian beat the person until he had no resistance, then opened his mouth and poured the poison in. She doesn't like to use violence to fight violence, but she likes to treat others in their own way.
"Let me go! Let me go quickly!"
"Remember, I will treat you the same way you treat me in the future, do you understand?"
"Ahem, cough, cough, I understand."
Victor grabbed his throat and tried to spit out the poison, but Vivian threw him to the balcony. It's none of your business whether you are vomiting or dying. There is no need to be soft-hearted to those who dare to kill someone.
