Lia was dressed in a black dress, and she lightly linked one arm with Victor's.
She walked slowly along the red carpet, then gracefully nodded to the nobles on both sides.
The nobles on both sides immediately focused their attention on Lia and Victor upon seeing them.
Some people even put down their wine glasses and bowed respectfully to them.
However, some people still couldn't resist coming up to say hello when they saw Lia.
However, when they saw Viktor's calm and composed expression, they couldn't help but withdraw their waving hands.
Even the step they had just taken was quickly reversed.
They all lowered their heads, not daring to step forward easily.
Lia walked gracefully, glancing left and right.
Seeing the awe-inspiring reaction of the nobles, she was quite satisfied.
Previously, no matter what kind of banquet it was, there would always be a group of hypocritical nobles who would come to her to greet her and offer her a toast with the intention of currying favor.
Although Lia felt helpless about their overtures, she always managed to get by.
However, Lydia, who couldn't hold her liquor, felt quite embarrassed when faced with their toasts.
She had no desire to talk to these filthy nobles while drunk.
Therefore, she always had to explain to each of them individually that she didn't drink alcohol.
She understood the attitude of these nobles; after all, the Clevina family was now vastly different.
It is undeniable that Victor's influence has made the Clevner surname extremely influential.
Whenever Lia goes out, she is recognized by some nobles and is always harassed for a while.
Lia was aware of this as well.
After all, they didn't dare to approach Viktor directly, so they could only try to curry favor with her.
Lia, however, is a businesswoman who needs to protect her family's reputation and interests.
So much so that when these nobles greeted her, she had to respond politely.
This meant that when she and Victor attended banquets, Victor hardly had to do anything.
Just make a brief appearance, then mysteriously disappear.
On the contrary, she, who was not the head of the family, was extremely busy.
Leah grew angrier the more she thought about it, and wished she could teach Victor a lesson right away.
Meanwhile, Victor, whose arm was being held by Lia, also began to feel somewhat uncomfortable.
He wasn't used to the feeling of having all the nobles' attention focused on him.
Victor frowned, tried to pull his arm away, and then sat quietly in a less crowded place for a while.
However, perhaps sensing Viktor's movement, Leah tightened her grip on his arm even more:
"Don't move."
"I helped you out of that predicament today, shouldn't you reward your sister?"
Viktor fell silent after hearing this.
After all, Gwen was actually fooled by Leah's few excuses.
Thinking that Gwen had stopped bothering him with questions about the 'wedding', he realized he really should thank Leah.
Meanwhile, Lia's muttered complaint from the side was so faint it was like a mosquito's buzz:
"I haven't even complained that you're wearing that old trench coat to such a big banquet."
Victor did not respond to Lydia.
He knew that even if he responded, Lia would always find countless reasons to shut him up.
Fortunately, Lia didn't criticize his clothing too much.
However, after making sure there weren't many people around, she moved her body slightly closer to Victor.
A soft voice rang in his ear:
"Tell me the truth, do you not want to marry Gwen?"
Leah paused, looked around to make sure no one was listening, and then continued in a low voice:
"If you don't want to, I can help you..."
“Gwen, as my fiancée, can solve a lot of my problems.”
"As a marriage partner, she is the most suitable person for me."
Viktor responded calmly to Lia, forcing her to swallow back the words she was about to say.
At this moment, he realized what was happening, lowered his head, looked at Lia beside him, and asked with some confusion:
"Um, what were you trying to say?"
"...No, it's nothing."
Lia gently tossed her hair, avoiding Victor's gaze, and looked to the other side.
Victor didn't pay much attention to Leah's reaction, raised his head again, and continued:
"It's not the right time to get married yet."
"At least we should wait until the princess ascends the throne."
Upon hearing this, Lia slowly raised her head and glanced at him with a strange look:
Are you sure?
She will not mention the other people for the time being.
If this princess really becomes empress, Viktor's marriage will probably be in trouble.
As an observer, Lia had a very clear understanding of the relationship between the princess and Victor.
The princess's dependence on Victor seems to have transcended the teacher-student relationship.
After all, as her teacher, the princess wasn't as dependent on Gwen.
Just as Lia was about to say something, her gaze was immediately drawn to a golden light.
Lia raised an eyebrow and looked over curiously.
It is the eldest prince.
The eldest prince was dressed in a new white suit with gold trim on the edges of his trousers and a gold-threaded collar draped over his shoulders, making him look extremely noble.
He held a golden staff in his hand, the top of which was inlaid with a dazzling diamond.
The banquet hall, resplendent in gold and silver, appeared even more elegant and dignified.
At this moment, he was chatting casually with the nobles around him, holding a wine glass, looking completely at ease.
This person, known as the "perfect hero," is able to maintain perfection no matter where or when.
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