For three days, no news had come out of Lily of the Valley Manor, naturally causing outsiders to speculate about what had happened.
With no activity, those with ulterior motives could only repeatedly deliberate and send people to constantly scout around the manor, trying to extract information through internal channels.
But all they got was that the two women who had come to Lily of the Valley Manor had been holed up in that villa, never showing themselves.
It wasn’t until the third day that news came that the Lily of the Valley Chamber of Commerce was going to hold a meeting, and this meeting only invited the Chamber’s decision-making level.
In a spacious room, in front of a full-length mirror, Enya wore a deep purple dress.
The upper part fit her body curves, while the skirt below was like a purple-black gradient flower, with intricate lace and pleats.
Such a voluminous skirt made it impossible for Enya to sit properly.
Enya closed her eyes, while around her were six or seven maids, each focused on completing their own tasks.
Her smooth, long, straight silver hair was tied into an elegant updo by the maids’ dexterous hands.
Meanwhile, both of Enya’s hands were carefully held by maids, with one maid holding a glass bottle and a small brush, meticulously painting her nails.
Her nails, originally pinkish-white, were given a crystal-clear, glossy look.
Once the nails on her hands were done, she put on silk gloves, concealing her delicate, beautiful hands and nails.
Enya’s face was also lightly made up, and the maids were still carefully perfecting her features, which were already very beautiful.
Ribbon and gems around her neck, gem on her neck, gems hanging from her ears—every place that could be adorned was decorated.
Her entire ensemble was already worth tens of thousands.
After all this embellishment, Enya instead lost some of her ethereal, otherworldly feeling.
Having suppressed her cool, transcendent temperament, she turned into a beautiful but ordinary woman.
After the maid placed a light purple flower on her silver hair, a hanging thin veil covered half of Enya’s face, leaving only her moist, pink lips exposed, adding a hint of mystery to Enya.
Enya slowly opened her eyes.
Although the maids had exhausted their efforts, she only glanced at herself in the mirror indifferently, then spoke to the maids surrounding her.
“Alright, all of you may leave now.”
“Yes.”
The maids were slightly nervous; as they retreated, they kept their heads lowered, thinking they hadn’t satisfied Enya.
But in fact, the only reason Enya allowed them to work on her was because she was kind-hearted.
Calling people over early in the morning and then telling them to get lost—wouldn’t that lose them their jobs? Enya was very kind-hearted, so she didn’t coldly drive these maids away.
She turned her head to look at Lucia, who was standing not far away.
Narrowing her eyes slightly, she walked over to the black-haired maid with a dignified posture.
Lucia handed the purple folding fan she was holding to Enya.
After taking it, Enya used the tip of the fan to lift Lucia’s chin, making Lucia look at her face.
“Do you think I look frail enough like this?”
Lucia didn’t know how to answer that question, but Enya kept her chin lifted with the fan, unable to lower her head to avoid it, her eyes fixed on the beautiful face so close.
Lucia pursed her lips.
She wanted to speak but couldn’t bring herself to.
Enya rolled her eyes, and lightly tapped Lucia’s forehead with the fan. With a flick of her hand holding the fan, it opened with a click.
Enya used it to cover the lower half of her face, then turned to look at Wendy beside her.
“Hey you, what are you staring at? You don’t learn the good but pick up the bad—just now you were wide-eyed, secretly watching your boss change clothes, weren’t you?”
“Huh?”
Wendy didn’t expect to be suddenly called out.
She had been watching Enya like a doll the whole time—from wearing a nightgown, with a lazy, alluring look just after waking up, to being adorned into the current noble young lady.
For Wendy, who had never seen anything like this, she was quite engrossed. But now Enya came up to her, looking like she was going to settle accounts.
The Forest Elf maid could only blink her watery eyes.
Then…
She was grabbed by the ear by Enya, who gave it a slight tug before letting go, without much force—just a small lesson.
Wendy, however, felt wronged. When Enya turned her back, she pouted.
Enya suddenly turned back to glance at her, but there was no follow-up. She turned back to look at Lucia, who was standing upright beside her.
“Lucia, let’s go.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
Lucia lifted her skirt and curtsied, then came to Enya’s side, supporting her hand as she led her downstairs.
The carriage was already waiting at the entrance of the villa’s courtyard.
When Enya reached the carriage, she coughed almost imperceptibly, her body a little unsteady, looking very frail.
Lucia quickly supported Enya’s body.
“Mistress, are you alright?”
“Mm.”
Enya shook her head gently.
This scene left the few servants who had been waiting for a while dumbfounded.
These past few days, news had spread in the manor that the silver-haired young lady who came to the estate was very frail in health, but also enjoyed solitude and didn’t like being attended to.
Unexpectedly, seeing it now, it was indeed true.
After Enya and her two maids got into the carriage and it drove off under the coachman, the servants also dispersed, some of them with sly glints in their eyes.
Once the carriage left Lily of the Valley Manor, it immediately attracted many gazes, but nothing blocked its path along the way.
After all, Enya was still an unknown figure to the people here, and they all needed to observe further.
The manor was just a residence.
The headquarters of the Lily of the Valley Chamber of Commerce was not in that manor, but in a dedicated building elsewhere.
Soon, the carriage arrived at the main entrance, which had already been cleared.
As the carriage stopped, the carriage door was opened.
Lucia stepped down first to assist Enya, while Wendy was responsible for lifting the back of her skirt from behind.
After stepping onto the ground, Enya looked at the Lily of the Valley Chamber of Commerce building.
It was a five-story structure, towering over the surrounding houses, standing out like a crane among chickens.
On both sides of the steps at the entrance stood two rows of armored knight gatekeepers, while up front, Parit and Katherine had already been waiting for some time.
“Lady.”
“Lady.”
The old butler and head maid said in unison.
The meeting was scheduled three days later—that was Enya’s decision.
She didn’t intend to arrange the schedule too tightly, and with these few days, the underground chamber had been almost fully prepared, so she was ready to meet the people from the Lily of the Valley Chamber of Commerce.
Wendy looked up at the clock tower at the top of the Chamber building, watching the second hand slowly turn, almost identical to the time she perceived, which sparked her curiosity.
Just as she was about to ask how this was done, Lucia slapped her hand.
Only then did Wendy realize that she had been holding Enya’s skirt hem the whole time.
She hurriedly let go, covered her mouth with her hand, and turned her head away, thinking, ‘Am I really that stupid and clumsy?’
While Wendy was doubting herself, Katherine stepped forward and said.
“Lady, as you wished, they have all arrived and are waiting for you in the meeting room. Let me lead you up.”
Enya nodded. Then Katherine came to her side to guide her, while Parit went to the rear to handle the finishing work.
Passing through the hall and up the stairs, under the gaze of the Lily of the Valley Chamber staff, Enya reached the meeting hall on the third floor.
The place was brightly lit, the floor made of fine patterned tiles, and the furnishings were all exquisite.
In the spacious room was a rectangular table with many chairs on both sides, but only a few were occupied.
The number of people was not large, both men and women, but mostly men with few women.
The moment Enya walked through the door, she could feel all eyes converge on her.
Without showing any emotion, she covered her mouth with the fan and deliberately squeezed her voice to speak.
“I apologize for keeping everyone waiting.”
As she spoke, Katherine stepped back.
Enya walked to the seat of honor herself, gracefully lifted her skirt and sat down.
Only then did she close her fan and look up at the people on both sides of the long table.
Katherine took her position on Enya’s right, standing upright and proper. Her eyes swept over the assembled people, and she spoke.
“I believe everyone must be curious about this lady sitting here…”
“……”
The upper management of the Chamber on both sides held their breath.
There had been rumors these days that Gro, who had left Lakeside City, was assassinated and dead, while some said he wasn’t dead yet, just hiding temporarily, planning to operate behind the scenes.
The truth seemed to be right before them.
However, among these people, there was still someone who intended to say something.
In the first seat to Enya’s right was a middle-aged man with a bit of stubble.
He looked weathered. Although struck by Enya’s beauty, he didn’t show any appreciation; instead, he frowned at Enya.
“This beautiful lady, I assume you are not Miss Kalian. I know Gro very well.”
“….”
Enya didn’t speak, but Katherine made an explanation at this point.
She looked at the middle-aged man in the first right seat and said calmly.
“Steward, or Mr. Wilder, Ms. Enya indeed has no relation to Master Gro, but Miss Kalian would call Ms. Enya her aunt. She is the younger sister of Miss Kalian’s mother.”
“I see… I see…”
Chamber Steward Wilder didn’t believe Katherine’s story at all, but he planned to see what this weak-looking beautiful woman intended to do, so he didn’t argue.
The others also had varied thoughts.
Some were carefree and believed it, while others were shrewd and had their own suspicions.
At this moment, Old Butler Parit took a deep breath and stepped forward, carrying a blackwood box in his hands.
Before speaking, he glanced at Katherine on Enya’s right. Not knowing what was on his mind, Parit’s expression dimmed.
“Everyone from the Lily of the Valley Chamber of Commerce, I am here to announce bad news: Master Gro was assassinated by a Sixth-Rank expert from the Hall of Shadows.”
“Both Master Gro and Miss Kalian fell victim. Ms. Enya was not within their target range, so she fortunately survived. At the final moment, Master Gro left us this. Everyone, please take a look.”
After Parit finished his vivid narration, he opened the blackwood box in his hands, placed it on the long table, and pushed it toward the first right seat.
Widening his eyes, Wilder reached out, picked up the scroll tied with a blue ribbon, and unrolled it to read its contents.
Upon reading, his eyes widened even more.
It was Gro’s handwriting, and it also bore his fingerprint, certified by the God of Order—this was a contract that could have its authenticity verified through the divine.
Its content was that he transferred the shares he held in the Lily of the Valley Chamber of Commerce, along with the inheritance rights of the Chamber’s presidency, to a person named Einfall Krolock through this contract.
The contract was passed around.
After reading it, they were all somewhat shocked.
If not mistaken, that Einfall was the woman in purple and silver hair sitting in the seat of honor.
They once again focused their gazes on Enya.
Enya cleared her throat and spoke to the assembled people in a soft voice.
“Gro entrusted me to help his poor daughter Kalian get revenge. And it is for my poor niece that I have come here to take over the Chamber’s affairs on her behalf.”
Enya’s acting was excellent; at this moment, there was even a glint of tears in her eyes.