Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End Chapter 496.2: Proof of Existence (2)

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On the dimly-lit viewing platform, Charlotte Sorofya stared wordlessly at the twinkling stars above. There was no one in her vicinity, not even Grace. It was a little uncomfortable as she was already accustomed to being constantly accompanied by her maids.

Having planned beforehand for today to be the momentous day, Grace had arranged for the other servants to move onto another carriage lest they interrupted their couple time. She couldn’t have imagined that Charlotte had other plans for doing so.

Placed on the table was a transparent crystalline bottle filled with a bluish-purple serum that flickered under the weak candlelight. The condensed mana it harnessed rippled against the walls of the bottle.

Charlotte stared at the serum in a dilemma.

She had mentally prepared herself for this beforehand, but despite her usual charismatic decisiveness, she found herself hesitating when it came to the moment for it. Agony flashed across her eyes, but as she stared at the bluish-purple serum, her gaze slowly grew firm.

“Rather than silently disappearing without leaving a trace, I might as well…” she murmured under her breath.

With shaky hands, she reached for the bottle and picked it up. Before she could uncork it, a familiar voice suddenly echoed behind her.

“What are you doing, Charlotte?”

“!”

Charlotte’s body jolted upon hearing Roel’s voice. Mustering all of her inner composure, she tried to stand up as naturally as she could and turned to look at him with a smile, hiding the serum behind her back.

“Darling, what brings you here?”

“I couldn’t find you when I woke up, so I came here to take a look.”

“I see. You should have slept a little longer.”

“…”

Charlotte was completely flustered inside. Despite the facade of normalcy, her voice was quivering ever so slightly and her smile had never been so stiff before. Roel narrowed his eyes as he eyed the hands Charlotte was hiding behind her back.

Knowing better than to agitate her, Roel didn’t immediately ask her what she was hiding. He directed his eyes back onto her and reve

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