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Two-Faced Princess-Chapter 209
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âWhy? Are you going to punish me? If you hit me moreââ-â Gareth wriggled but didnât bend. âWhat do you think is a fitting punishment for a Marquis like me?â
Uriel chuckled darkly as he slowly moved to stand between Gareth and Apollonia.
âGive Her Highness a deep bow and apologize. Promise not to insult her again in the future.â
âWhat? What?â Gareth asked, trembling as if he was ashamed to make eye contact with Apollonia.
Uriel looked down at him and said. âI told you to bow deeply, Marquis. It would be appropriate if your eyes are leveled to Her Highnessâ knees.â
Garethâs face contorted from rage.
âShould I help you?â
Uriel extended his long arms to Garethâs head as if to grab him by the back of his head and force him to bow down. The crowdâs gaze widened in shock as Garethâs face became paler.
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The moment Urielâs hand touched Garethâs head, he turned around and punched Uriel in the face.
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âHow dare you!â Gareth howled.
When Uriel smiled as if he hadnât been hit at all, he roughly pushed Uriel once again.
âHow dare you do this to me?â He breathed.
When Uriel didnât budge, his eyes turned to Apollonia.
âMarquis.â Uriel warned him in a low voice.
However, Gareth didnât stop and reached for Apollonia.
*THUD*
Before he could touch Apolloniaâs face, Garethâs hand was caught in the air.
âWhat theâââ
It wasnât Uriel. No one else just showed up either. The one who caught him was Apollonia herself, who was watching the spectacle.
âStop it, cousin.â
Apollonia didnât want to see Gareth anymore. She hadnât planned it, but at that moment she was sure she had to stop Gareth all on her own. The moment he had punched Uriel, something inside her snapped. His cousin should no longer be allowed to commit such atrocities. Apollonia was no longer the young girl who only wanted to survive. She fixed him a cold stare. Apolloniaâs nonchalant gaze, resembling the flames of hell, was sharp enough to pierce him.
No one was there to protect her from Gareth when she was a child and all she did in the past was avoid him. This time, she wouldnât allow herself to just endure no matter what Gareth had taken from her even if he pushed her and knocked her down. Gareth shuddered with a start. It wasnât that her grip was too strong. The new Apollonia was unfamiliar to him, but on the other hand, she seemed to resemble someone. Her sharp voice sounded like a knifeâs blade and her cold disdainful gaze promised to keep Gareth on his toes.
Apolloniaâs attitude reminded him of Petra, the woman Gareth had feared the most.
âStop it.â
As the two confronted each other, someoneâs voice came from the door.
âWhoââââ
When she turned her head, the first thing she saw was Caelion standing at the door. However, the voice stopping Gareth was not his.
âYouâre drunk, Marquis.â
Standing behind Caelion were four noblemen: Marquis Trion. Marquis Edwin. Viscount Esteban. and Count Amon, Baronâs father.
The three neutral noblemen and one royalty wore similar expressions. Half of them regarded Gareth as pathetic while the other half seemed interested in Apollonia and Uriel. One could even mistake it for admiration. Although it was brief, Apolloniaâs change of attitude caught their attention.
âCount Amon.â Gareth said as he looked at the owner of the voice he had just heard. He was tense. It was hard to believe that he was frightened by Apollonia a while ago.
âBaron, what are you doing?â
Baron, who was holding onto his bruised cheek, murmured. âOh, Father, when did you come?â
âI watched everything. You didnât even know people were coming and youâre being rude.â
Count Amon clicked his tongue. His normally glazed face was wrinkled with shame. As the Emperorâs aide, he seemed to be more displeased with his sonâs inability to distinguish the situation and his opponent than his behavior itself.
âH-How did you get here?â
âWe were looking for a place to discuss the mining project with Archduke Ephinhardt. I didnât know there was a fight.â Marquis Edwin said as he looked up at him. He didnât really know Gareth well, but he tried to be careful of his status. Still, he couldnât completely hide his shock and contempt for Garethâs words.
âJust nowââ-â
âMarquis, I wonât tell the Duchess what happened just now.â