Secret Agents Are Super Super Cool

"To think you were the Princess's secret agent! Young Master…! You have truly grown up splendidly! The late Family Head and Madam can rest easy now!"

The old man wiped his tears.

Nathaniel felt a sudden wave of pressure and let out an awkward, forceful laugh.

"Hahaha! Old man, what did you think of me? I may not look it, but I'm the Family Head of the noble House Friesli! There's no way I'd be a gambling addict!"

"That's right! That's right!"

Pastel cheered, "Wow~!"

"There's no way the Family Head of the noble House Friesli would frequent a Gambling Den just to gamble!"

"You are absolutely right! Our Young Master is not that kind of person!"

"That's right! That's right! There's no way he'd put the Mansion up as collateral for a single game of gambling!"

Nathaniel kept his smiling expression but rolled his eyes to shoot her an intense glare...