I Wasn't Trying to Seduce with the Male Lead - Episode 45

Eleanor, running up the stairs, was shouted at by Blaine. “I’m going shopping, but I won’t be going out, so don’t worry.” With a wide grin, Eleanor replied and scurried away down the hallway. * The next day. Shankarn Hotel officially began its transformation into Count Calabria’s residence. Eleanor, as she told Blaine, did not go out to Pamblico Avenue. Instead, she brought Pamblico Avenue entirely inside the mansion. “Lace merchants, please go to the drawing room, and fabric samples, gather them in the second room on the right on the second floor. I’ll go out and choose the flowers myself, so please wait in the garden as you are!” All the famous merchants of Pamblico Avenue were gathered at the Shankarn Hotel. This was possible because Eleanor had made a groundbreaking offer to buy everything in the stores and resell the unused items to the merchants at a cheap price. While significantly boosting sales and preserving inventory was great, the merchants flocked like clouds at the socialite queen’s promise that it would be the empire’s best banquet. “Please, use our store’s goods.” “This is a special item not displayed anywhere. We’ll be sure to meet the delivery date, so please take a look.” The merchants were desperate to supply their goods to the banquet, which was the focus of the empire’s attention. Eleanor roamed the vast mansion, looking at goods and selecting the ones she would use. She also didn’t forget to give instructions for the mansion’s refurbishment. “The chandeliers will arrive the day after tomorrow, so the ceiling and floor repairs must be finished by then! If everything is completed on schedule, the success bonus will be even more generous!” The power of money was great. A weed-filled garden was instantly tidied up, gardeners were selected from a nearby flower garden, a contractor who said he could come soon was paid twice the labor cost, and one who said he couldn’t because he had other business was paid four times as much. The result was, needless to say, amazing. “This isn’t a mansion, it’s a palace. How much money are you spending?” “Enough to make this unbelievable reality possible.” The wealth of the world’s largest conglomerate was literally infinite. Of course, she reported the details of her expenditures every night. “You’re doing something very extravagant.” The Duchess said to Eleanor, who appeared with the bills at night. “Wasn’t that what the Duchess ordered?” “It was, but still.” The Duchess set down the teacup she was elegantly drinking from and said. [The end of the Duchess’s quote seems to be missing from the original Korean text. It’s likely something about sending out invitations at the right time.] Eleanor added with a grin. “Those who receive them will feel chosen, and in the end, everyone will attend. Everyone will talk about this place, and the party will be a hit.” “…You’re a natural.” The Duchess said, as if impressed, and took the bill and statement Eleanor handed her. The bill had a huge number of zeros, but she was more interested in something else. “This is a unique accounting method.” Eleanor had studied double-entry bookkeeping and financial statements for her financial management. The Duchess was smart enough to immediately recognize the excellence of Eleanor’s method and wise enough to seek knowledge regardless of social status. Eleanor used this as an excuse to summon Graham, who was familiar with accounting from their work together. “Baroness! I’m so glad you’re safe!” Despite all she had been through, Graham welcomed Eleanor as warmly as ever. With her arrival, Eleanor had a moment to catch her breath. Eleanor used this opportunity to embark on a plan that had been on her mind for a while. “Biancasta. Follow me for a moment.” She called Biancasta, who had always been cooped up in her room but had recently gained weight and a better complexion, into the dressing room. There, Mrs. Schumichen, Eleanor’s regular and the dedicated designer for the Marchioness of Bologna’s fashion-leading family, was waiting. “Please make the most special dress for the young lady, one that will capture all eyes at the banquet.” Biancasta turned bright red and declined, saying such a thing wouldn’t suit her, but Eleanor actively designed the dress, offering several ideas. Afterward, she instructed a large number of maids skilled in grooming to polish Biancasta from head to toe. Thus, Eleanor spent her days meticulously attending to everything from the party food to the people in the house, so busy that she barely had a moment to herself. On the night a week before the banquet. Eleanor stood by the window, sipping black tea, and looked down with pride at what she had accomplished. As she turned to go to bed for the next day, her eyes suddenly fell on the cluttered desk piled high with invitations. “Oh. I almost forgot.” As if a thought had just occurred to her, Eleanor muttered and went to the desk, opening a drawer. Inside was a sealed envelope made of high-quality paper, costing more than 3 gold per ounce. She flipped the envelope over, revealing the recipient’s name she had already written. [Her Royal Highness, Princess Eileen Hascatore] Eleanor gazed at the name for a while, then tossed the envelope onto a tray marked ‘For Sending’. With a shrug, she headed to her bedroom.

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