She clutched the fabric of his shirt tightly, her fingers trembling.
She wanted to say something about his thoughts, to confront his despair, but since she had only heard them through his mind, and hadn’t yet told him about her ability, she held back.
Maybe later.
When the time was right.
When she was finally ready to tell him everything.
"Alright, don’t be sad anymore," Primrose said softly. She gently caressed his cheek and placed another kiss on his lips. "I still have plenty of time before I go. So let’s spend every moment we have together ... while we still can."
Edmund gave a small nod, trying his best to stop thinking about the dark thoughts about his wife, including the day she might leave him forever.
"So, tell me," Primrose said as she slipped off his lap and sat beside him. "What did you and the Marquess talk about? Did he offer to send more women to your room?"
"No!" Edmund nearly shouted at her words. "I rejected his offer, just like you heard earlier." He turned his gaze away for a moment and murmured, "I would never touch another woman, except my wife."
Most people might think those words were just sweet lies. Even Primrose might not have believed them if they came from another man.
But Edmund was different. He never lied when he said something.
And Primrose knew that for certain because she could read his mind like an open book.
"Just like you asked, I told the Marquess I was involved in shady business, and that I wanted him to be one of the people I trust to help me run it," Edmund explained.
He sighed. "To win him over, I told him I’d pretend not to notice what he’s doing here. I even gave him some ’advice’ on how to hide it better, so he won’t get caught stealing public money."
Primrose stared at him, speechless. She hadn’t expected Edmund to go that far.
If the King of Beasts himself gave such advice, a corrupt noble like the Marquess would feel even bolder, like nothing could stop him.
In this kingdom, there was an institution completely independent from political parties, or even the king himself, called The Public Ethics.
It was created to fight corruption among nobles who handled public funds. Even the king could be prosecuted if he was found to be using public money for personal gain.
Although Edmund and Lazarus had started businesses under false names, their ventures weren’t considered illegal because they were built using their own money, and they paid taxes properly.
So even if the Marquess tried to report Edmund’s business to that institution, they wouldn’t act on it.
In fact, they already knew about it from the beginning.
"Did he admit to stealing public funds?" Primrose asked.
Edmund shook his head. "Not directly. He said he just ’borrowed a little’ as business capital. He claimed he’d pay it back double once he made a profit."
Which was absolute nonsense.
In her first life, Primrose had learned that most of the Marquess’ businesses had already gone bankrupt.
The only one that still survived was the one in the medical field, and even that one was registered under Raven’s name, not his.
It seemed that after having children, Raven had stopped using her dark magic to harm others.
Because of that, the Marquess couldn’t rely on her to get rid of his business rivals anymore.
Maybe that was why he started treating her so badly.
The moment she stopped being useful to him, he stopped seeing her as a person.
To him, she was nothing more than a discarded plaything, something to control, not cherish.
What a vile man.
"What do you plan to do next?" Primrose asked softly.
Edmund thought for a moment before replying, "I’m planning to tell Sir Dorne about this and ask the Public Ethics to begin a discreet investigation. But ..."
He turned to her slowly, his voice dropping, "Is there anything you want me to do first? Before I report it?"
Primrose blinked, caught off guard. She hadn’t expected him to consider her thoughts first.
"Well ..." she hesitated, unsure whether to say it, "... I’d like a bit more time before you do that."
She had once told Edmund he could take whatever action was needed to expose the Marquess’ corruption.
But once the Public Ethics got involved, everything would become formal and strict, and that meant it would be much harder to protect Raven.
Primrose wanted to give Raven the chance to claim whatever was rightfully hers to secure her future and protect her children before the whole case exploded.
Among the Marquess’ many businesses, surely there were some that hadn’t been touched by stolen money.
Maybe the ones under Raven’s name were clean, since her husband had never truly valued her.
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