Next Time, You Said It Would Be Mine

Chapter 167

The Second Greenhouse Garden was still faintly agitated, perhaps because it had only just been swept by the mandragora's scream.

'What am I supposed to call this?'

Only the Group 4 table seemed to have had the air sucked out of it, as though it had entered a vacuum.

Viscountess Müller gazed quietly at Elysia, a graceful smile playing around her lips.

Once again, a competitive spirit was beginning to rear its head in a corner of her heart.

Sophia and Lily, whom she was supporting with capital and care.

Because the very duchess standing right before her was the barrier those two would soon have to face.

'She certainly is fascinating.'

Viscountess Müller's red lips curved faintly...