Evil Duke, Please Be Gentle!

Could it be that Martin's money was like her money, but when it came to him she did not mind at all!

With that thought his chest burst. He felt like he could not bear it anymore. If she continued to stay closer to him then he might had a heart attack due to anger or he would beat her to death.

"I am not going to pay a single more coin than the bill from my pocket. If you are so interested in paying him extra income then why don't you give him a part of your reward??" though he was asking him, the way he was looking at her as if he would kill her.

This time the blood was just so strong that she was not even sure that Martin and Carl could save her. But her fear of losing the rewards was stronger than her fear for death.

"I will! I will pay two gold coins from my reward. But for that too, you have to return it back. You have promised that you will change all the jewels and rare gold coins into silver and gold coins but you did not return it back.

Now I am regretting giving that treasure back to you!" she replied in an aggrieved tone as she looked at him as if he was a cruel landlord who was trying to suck the blood of poor commoners.

He could not help but feel indignant. Had his value decreased so much that she did not care about him but only money!

He took a deep breath to calm him down because she would not care even if died of a heart attack.

"Very well, when we reach home, I will give you all the reward I owe you but at the same time I will even write all the bills that you owed me from the start of the day you have started to live with us." she gulped when her eyes met his cold eyes.

He was not serious. Was he? How did it end up losing everything she had earned so far just because she asked him to give Martin a tip.

Suddenly she felt that he was too raged with her. She bowed her head and walked closer to Martin and cussed him in her heart. It was true what the staff said, he is a cold hearted vengeful person.

Martin blinked as he looked at them, they were squabbling like a newly married couple.

Finally when she looked back at him, she was much calmer.

"Do.. Do you think that you will have time to have a meal with us? Mother would be too happy to see you too!" Martin ignored the thoughts in his heart as he asked her with a gentle smile on his face.

"That.. I have already promised Aunt Martha that I will have dinner with her!" she replied with a bit embarrassed tone but then when the thought crossed her mind, she looked back at Martin with sparkling eyes,

"But if you want to come, you can come with us so that we can have dinner together." the disappointed face of the man hesitated a bit. He did not dare to say yes, since aunt Martha had the habit of teasing both of them a lot.

She often comes and talks to him about their marriage. He was afraid that she would start in front of them!

"Yes, of course. I love the fruit pie made by my aunt Martha. I will come too!" Carl shouted and reluctantly Martin also nodded his head.

"Great! Then we can have a lot of conversations there! I miss the town. Tell me did Carl get admission in the knight academy. I have a few connections if you want!" she offered with a bright smile without even asking the man who would help her in doing so.

"Oh. Really Evangi! I know that you are the best. I will protect you from these ruffians when I become the knight!" Carl hugged the lady back as he passed a cold glance to Leo who was staring Evan all the time.

Leo raised a brow as his piercing gaze turned sharper on Evan who gulped and looked pleadingly at Leo but his gaze did not turn soft this time.

He had his limit. This girl was testing his patience from the start. But now she has crossed the limit.

"That, he is not a ruffian Carl. He might look like a mercenary or ruffian but he is the head of the knights. And he is the one who can admit you into the academy." she replied in a soft tone as she patted the shoulder of Carl who looked at the man with shocked eyes.

Though he had realized that the man was a knight, he had never thought that he was the head. After all, he was looking too young. He would not be older than his brother.

"......" So she meant to say that he looked like a hoodlum? Was she blind or what?

In the whole empire, the line of girls lusting over him could start from one boundary and end on the other corner! Yet she left no chance to insult him and badmouth him.

He looked at the woman with a cold gaze and then stared deep into her eyes. She was stunned and trembled when she felt his devouring gaze. She wanted to hide behind Martin's back but she was afraid that he would beat that man to reach her.

Bracing herself, she looked back trying to look strong, but the cold sweat on her face had given her away.

"What.. What is it?" she asked in a trembling voice when his lips parted

"Evan you better remember that we will go back in a few hours in the same carriage and accidents are too common these days.

I can not guarantee that the horse will not throw you when you try to enter it!"