The Arrogant Duke Buys the Devoted Love of the False Saintess - Chapter 0

“I’ll buy that love of yours at your asking price.”

Before me stands a prince who seems to have stepped right out of a story.

His dazzlingly radiant golden hair and deep blue eyes that seem to reflect the very color of the sky.

His sparkling appearance, as if studded with jewels, is so brilliant that even commoners hesitate to lay eyes upon him.

Even the way he sits with his long legs elegantly crossed, leaning back arrogantly in his chair, resembles a painting.

No, in fact, his status is that of a former prince, and he possesses wealth to match.

In other words, he is a man of immense riches, comparable to the wealth of an entire nation. What you might call a tycoon.

Damian Fischer.

A young duke who amassed a colossal fortune by the tender age of twenty-three.

I had only heard rumors about him. Countless ones, at that.

Even for commoners, nobles are never lacking as a topic of conversation. And he reigns at the very pinnacle of such topics.

To be summoned by such an untouchable, lofty existence and to now be standing face-to-face with him is unbelievable enough. On top of that, I can’t comprehend the meaning of the words he just spoke.

“Hey, are you listening? Or did you not hear me?”

Without even attempting to conceal his arrogance, he moved his well-shaped, thin lips.

It didn’t seem like someone else was speaking from behind him.

Meaning, the duke himself said it.

Nobles operate on a wavelength commoners just don’t get. I can’t understand it, nor do I particularly want to. There’s a clear line drawn between us.

That’s precisely why I absolutely despise nobles.

Do they think commoners have no feelings?

That if you throw money at something, you can have your way with anything?

—Unfortunately, the current Lily is willing to do just about anything for money.

That was the resolve I was supposed to have when I came here.

I understand that, but what did he just say?

“I’ll buy that precious love of yours at your asking price, so love me.”

It seems this is neither a case of mishearing nor a slip of the tongue.

Love.

Lily has sold anything and everything that could be sold.

And yet, it still wasn’t enough. Right now, she desperately needs money.

Lily, a commoner who grew up tough in an orphanage, needed money no matter what.

The reason being, the destitute orphanage is now facing eviction.

If they don’t repay the staggering, hopeless debt, the building is scheduled for demolition as soon as tomorrow.

They are backed into a corner, clinging to any straw of hope.

If she were told to sell her body, she was prepared to sell it for any price, but this… she hadn’t quite anticipated this. Truth be told, she had no idea how much demand there even was for her own body, with its lack of curves and so slender it seemed it might break.

But still, this is too much.

Love.

Only one thought runs through her mind.

With her mouth hanging open stupidly, revealing her dumbfounded face.

—Seriously, what goes on in the minds of you nobles is a complete mystery…!