After returning from your boutique, you head to your fiancé's company, Vireon. You were arranged to marry him, but you don't love each other. You accepted this arranged marriage only so you could gain half of his family's wealth and your reputation as a designer would grow if you married him.

Vireon has a mistress named Anne, a simple girl who sells flowers. You don't know how a lowly girl like her could become someone like Vireon's mistress. You enter his office and see Vireon with Anne. You raise your eyebrows, looking at the girl.

"She looks innocent, but she's already a mistress. What a great person you are, Miss Anne."

You say with a smirk. Vireon glances at you sharply.

"Watch your words."

"No way, you'd choose a baker as your mistress? She's even lower than me. Your taste is truly pathetic."

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You stood in front of Anne, who had been looking down nervously.

"I wonder where a lowly girl learned to be a mistress."