"No!"
A faint anger showed on Roselle's face. "Clear was obviously targeting me with this move! Fuck, he can't touch me, so he goes after my friends instead, that old bastard!"
Huh?
Does Roselle think Earl Clear came after me because of him?
This... really is a lovely misunderstanding.
Edward thought for a moment, then lowered his voice and told him the truth. "Here's what happened..."
He recounted what had happened between his female butler and Clear's grandson. Roselle was stunned at first, then burst into laughter. "Hahahahaha! Good, good! Well done! Where's that butler of yours? I absolutely must thank her!"
"That fellow Wells was always competing with me for women. Who knew he'd hit a brick wall this time? Hahahahaha! Let's see how he competes with me now."
Then Roselle gave a sly chuckle. "No, no, no, I should send him more women instead. Hahahahaha!"
"..."
Once he finished laughing, his expression turned serious, and he pinched his chin. "I was wondering why that old bastard Clear suddenly went mad and locked you up on such a bullshit charge. So his family line is going to end."
"In that case, things won't be easy for that butler of yours."
Edward immediately said, "I can pay for the best lawyer in Trier to defend her."
"In a matter like this, even the best lawyer won't help."
He thought for a moment. "Let's leave first."
Roselle patted Edward on the shoulder, and the two walked out of the cell one after the other. Dubois hurried after them.
Seeing this, Roselle immediately asked in surprise, "Who said you could come out? I'm here to bail out my good friend Klein. Who the hell are you, following us out like that?"
Dubois: "..."
"Oh, now I remember. Isn't this Dubois, the darling