Tangled By Fate

Chapter 572: THE REQUEST



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Dorothy sent a letter to Catherine where she was residing. Catherine was in the garden. She was sitting there and enjoying her afternoon tea when the letter arrived through a bird.

"Who sent you the letter?" Sebastian, who was practicing swordsmanship, asked.

Catherine checked the seal and exclaimed, "It's a lady named Dorothy! She is using Ovior's seal! Can she do that?"

Sebastian scratched his cheek. "She is Ovior's lover. I'm sure he approved of it. It could be important."

"He had a lover?! Why did I not know that?" Catherine opened the letter and read the contents. "She wants my help," she said. "She wants to learn household management and calculating too, I think. What is happening?"

"She is his long-lost lover whom he got back very recently. I heard they want to get married soon," Sebastian explained without telling her the details.

Catherine was stunned. "They are getting married?! How come I don't know?"

"You are on vacation, remember? I think they haven't sent the invitations yet. Maybe if you accept her offer, you need to help her write the invitation letter too," Sebastian said.

"I should give her a reply then," Catherine was curious to find out more about the lover of her employer. "There is nothing wrong with earning extra money." She smirked. Her brain had already started calculating the profit.

Sebastian laughed. "Take it slow. Don't work too hard. We have to check the construction of our house too."

After buying a hill, the construction of the house began. Catherine, who designed her dream house, went to check the construction work every day by herself.

Sebastian helped her out when she wasn't there. It was said that the house would be established in two more weeks. That's why these last two weeks were more crucial.

"Don't underestimate Ovior's Secretary," Catherine proudly declared. "There is nothing I cannot do."

Later that day, Dorothy got the letter. She became excited. She went to Ovior's office to tell him the news.

"I knew she would accept it," Ovior said. "You can bring her here to learn your lesson."

"No, I want to go to her place," Dorothy requested. "Didn't you tell me she is living in the hilly area? I want to go there. It must be a nice place to study. I want to take a carriage to see the view. I don't want to teleport there."

"How can I let you go there unattended? It's not a safe place. You might face troubles if you go out. What if accidents occur? Even if you want to go out, teleporting there might be a good option," Ovior tried to persuade her.

He wasn't like Arthur who wanted to tie her down with the tower and never let her go. It was just that she was still so immature and she didn't know the way of the world. Girls like her would suffer more because of their innocence.

Moreover, he had already lost her once. He dared not to leave her alone. Although he wasn't working full-time, he had to take care of outside work while Arthur was working day and night hiding behind all the documents he sent. He couldn't go out with her all the time if she wanted.

If the place was closer, he didn't mind dropping her off. But she didn't want to use teleportation, and it would take three hours to go to the hilly areas. They would have to go past the rural area too.

"That cannot be done!" Dorothy refused. "I never went to the hilly areas. The view must be nice according to the story books. I want to travel by carriage and enjoy the view."

"I will see what I can do. Give me some time to think about it," Ovior said.

"I knew I could count on you!" His lover beamed in happiness. "I will listen to your plan at dinner time."

After she left, he let out a sigh. He had a headache. He pinched in between his eyebrows and started brainstorming.

Later, he went to visit Arthur. All he heard was a grumpy voice, "What do you want?"

"Don't you have the magical carriage that can fly?" Ovior asked.

Arthur frowned. "And what of it? Did you think I'd let you borrow it for your rendezvous while I'm wifeless right now? You can dream on!"

"Who would want anything from you?' Ovior bickered. "I want The magical scroll you created it with."

Arthur snorted. "Get it from the shelf in the back."

"Which shelf?" Ovior stared at the twenty shelves in Arthur's office where at least thousands

of scrolls were.

Arthur shrugged. "I don't know. Can't you see I am busy with work? Find it yourself."

"What a bastard," Ovior cursed under his breath.

He brought a stone with him and recited a mantra. The stone guided him to the scroll. He took the scroll and went back to his office.

He created exactly the same magical circle but changed its command by writing his and Dorothy's names instead of Arthur's and Veronica's. Later, he took the scroll downstairs. Using the magic circle in a carriage turned it into a flying carriage.

After the deed was done, he went to meet Dorothy with a light heart.

It was already dinner time; Dorothy was waiting for him in the dining hall. She stared at his face, trying to read his expression to find out what he decided on.

Ovior ordered his food and sat down. He looked at his lover who was anticipating something from him. He cleared his throat and said, "You can use the carriage. I made sure that it could fly. The chariot will take you anywhere you want as long as you use the flying carriage."

Dorothy couldn't believe her ears. She covered her mouth to control her excitement. She swallowed her upcoming scream and whispered, "Flying carriage? You can do that?!"