Welcome to Olivia’s Magic Stone Jewelry Store

Chapter 24: I Could Understand If It Had Been the Other Way Around

“Oneesama! Thank you so much for coming!”

(She’s here.)

Catherine approached Olivia with a deliberate smile, which made Olivia stiffen.

She could tell she wasn’t thinking clearly.

Elliot whispered.

“Is that your stepsister Catherine?”

“Yes.”

“Well… That wasn’t quite what I was expecting.”

Olivia fixed her gaze on Catherine.

Strawberry blonde curls and eye-catching dark makeup.

Her wedding dress has too much lace and artificial flowers, making it look like something a wealthy, fashionable older woman would wear.

(…Perhaps it’s the dress and makeup. She appears to be quite old. She used to be much more attractive.)

Catherine smiles mockingly, oblivious to the fact that she is being thought of in this manner.

She then smiled and extended her hand to Elliot, who was standing next to her.

“Welcome sir; my name is Catherine.”

Elliot’s mouth turns cold when he sees a hint of calculation and lust in her mocking green eyes.

He ignores the offered hand and bows formally and stiffly.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you. My name is Elliot—Congratulations on your wedding.”

Catherine’s complexion shifts quickly.

Olivia is taken aback by the response’s borderline rudeness.

Elliot averted his gaze from Catherine and whispered softly to Olivia.

“I heard that the gardens here are lovely. Let’s check them out before the ceremony starts.”

“Y-Yeah.”

When Elliott is angry, he can be frightening. Olivia thought for a moment and nodded her head.

And as she was being led to the door that leads to the garden.

Catherine threw a bomb at her, who was upset and red-faced.

“Onesama, please apologize to me!”

The audience fell silent as a hysterical scream echoed through the air.

“Please apologize to me and make amends for your sins!”

The participants are excited as they look at Catherine, who is screaming like a tragic heroine, as if saying, “Something interesting has begun.”

Olivia looks at Catherine in disgust, who pulls up the corners of her mouth in triumph.

(…does she understand what she’s doing?)

She not only ruins her wedding, but she also humiliates Henry’s father, Viscount Bergor, the host and lord. This is a ridiculous blunder.

Catherine’s father, who had taken over the store, dashed out the door.

“Catherine, today is a special day. We’ll talk about it later in the house.”

Olivia was relieved.

She despised Catherine, but this was a party with many irrelevant people. Nobody wants to cause a scene.

But it’s not going to be easy.

“No! I’m the star of the show today!”

Catherine, who was screaming like that, embraced Henry, who was standing dumbfounded.

“Henry-sama. My stepsister doesn’t want to. I’m so sad…”

Henry comes to his senses, and upon seeing Catherine’s tears, he yells loudly and decisively.

“Olivia owes Catherine an apology!”

“Henry-sama~”

Catherine’s eyes well up with tears as she wraps her arms around him and presses her breasts against his arms.

Olivia looked away.

She always thought Henry was a fool, but she had no idea it had gotten this far.

Elliot looks disgusted.

Henry took a commanding stance to protect Catherine and yelled angrily at Olivia.

“Olivia, apologize to Catherine!”

Elliot stepped forward to protect Olivia, his icy gaze fixed on Henry.

Sara, standing next to them, gave Henry an angry look.

“Excuse me. Apologize? What in the world did Olivia do?!?”

“O-Olivia stole Catherine’s designs and took credit for them!”

Henry screams frantically as the intensity of Elliott and Sarah pushes him over the edge.

(You leave me no choice.) Olivia quietly opens her mouth.

“Henry-sama. I don’t remember plagiarizing designs, as I stated many times two years ago.”

“Don’t lie to me!”

“I’m not lying. I swear to my late parents that I am telling the truth.”

Henry stutters as he hears the most solemn of oaths.

Olivia gives Catherine a cold stare.

“If you can design, why are the Carter’s Great Magic Tools Store such a mess? I saw it yesterday, and it looks abandoned.”

Those words sparked interest in the audience.

[I heard Carter’s Great Magic Tools Store had been closed for quite some time.]

[The necklace I ordered was also not very good because the shape was outdated.]

[Me too. I feel like the design has gone downhill from what it used to be.]

Catherine’s eyes swam as she tried desperately to persuade them.

“W-Wait, that’s it! I had no choice because the craftsmen had quit…”

Elliot stated in a cold tone.

“You may not be aware, but Olivia owns a store in the Royal Capital.”

“…Huh?”

“It’s a well-known magical stone jewelry store in the Royal Capital, frequented by fashionable young ladies. Of course, Olivia designed everything in the store.”

“No, you’re lying! My father said she works at a magic tool store called Gordon’s.”

When Catherine called the name “Gordon’s,” the crowd began to murmur again.

[Isn’t Gordon’s the largest magic tool store in the capital?]

[You must be excellent if you work there, right?]

[Is Olivia-san’s shop Olivia’s Magic Stone Jewelry Store? Wow! It’s a well-known store!]

When Catherine hears this, she loses her color.

Elliot shrugs his shoulders.

“You heard correctly. Why would Olivia steal your designs if she could open a store in the Royal Capital? If it were the other way around, I could understand.”

“I-I don’t know! I don’t know! I’ve really been robbed!”

Catherine screams hysterically, her face whiter than her dress.

After all this time, Henry notices that the people around him are staring at them coldly, and his eyes well up with dismay.

Catherine’s father wipes sweat from his brow with a pale face, and his wife is equally pale and wobbly.

Olivia sighs as she looks at the four of them, who appear to be on the verge of collapsing.

(…This is enough for me. I’m not interested in getting involved any longer.)

Olivia’s plagiarism allegations appear to have been resolved based on the reactions of those around her.

(That’s all for now.

Let’s just go outside, let things cool down, and return when the ceremony begins.)

When she was thinking about it,

“You’re making quite a racket.”

A deep male voice can be heard echoing.

Olivia turns to see a middle-aged man with a sly smile standing in front of her: Viscount Bergor, the town’s lord and Henry’s father.