Profess Love -2

"Indeed, it was me who asked her to come here and accompany me to this banquet. In a way, she could be considered as my guest, but you all…." Arthur didn't need to spell it as the rest of the others understood.

It meant deep trouble for the ones who were troubling Ceil earlier.

"Lord, is she your guest?" Cynthia who followed him all the way was astonished when she heard it.

The rest of the nobility who kept mum felt as if they had been saved by a calamity. If they hadn't, who knows what might befall on them. As for those who didn't, they were scared out of their wits. Lady Theresa glanced at Cynthia and Ciel. No matter how she compared both of them, in her eyes, Lady Cynthia was a far more appropriate lady than her, as for her, she was nothing more than a shameless girl.