As the servants bustled about preparing the Vertmont family's carriages, Javier stood by the estate gates with his family, seeing off their guests. On the outside, he maintained his polite smile, but inside, he was practically cheering.
YESSS! Thank god! I'm free from this! This is exactly why I hate noble parties. Too much drama.
Lady Francesca leaned toward Javier . "Oh, it's so sad to see Lady Gracelle leave so soon, right, my little honey bun?"
Javier coughed into his hand, avoiding his mother's teasing gaze. "Indeed, Mother. Such a shame," ( Nope! Not at all. Go on now. Hurry up! )
Gracelle approached him with a bright smile. "Javier-sama, if you have time in the future… would you visit my home? I'd love to show you around our estate."
Javier gave a courteous nod. "Of course, Lady Gracelle. If the opportunity arises, I'll make sure to visit."( Yeah, let's hope that opportunity never arises.)
