She was once a shut-in Korean girl, given the chance to ‘change her life’… and was born again as Julietta, an illegitimate child of Marquis Anais. She was then kicked out of the house with her mother, Stella, by the tyranny of the Marquise when she was still a child. The ousted Stella and Julietta headed to the theater on Harrods Street, where Stella had made her name as an actress, and there Julietta must grow up in this new world, survive, and hopefully thrive as she weaves her way out of poverty, and into contact with some of the most powerful and handsome nobles in the country, all the while trying to stay out of their hands!

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A breathless moan echoed through the wide room, and the insignificant movement of a man and a woman reflected in the moonlight was visible beyond the shimmering curtain. Unlike the man who did not even make a sound of breathing in spite of his violent actions, the screams of the woman beneath him showed how much she liked it.

Julietta, who had to stand in the corner holding her breath at the repeated sounds that began again once it was over, began to get irritated.

‘Hey, don’t overdo it, but call me when it’s over. This is a freaking thing for a person to stand up.’

She was hot in her dress, thick with cotton under her maiden suit, and the strange smell of the room was choking her.

‘Is it over?’

The man’s movements stopped, and then he seemed to be falling from her body, and she was seen over the thick cloth in the dim light. With no time to prepare, the bed’s curtain, which lay on one side of the room as big as the playground, was thrown back and a tight, muscular body appeared.

‘Oh, that exposure! No matter how good it is, you have to cover it up. Oh, I’m embarrassed!’

“Your Highness, where are you going? Ahh, the night is still long…”

She must be a woman of considerable physical strength. Unlike most women who usually fainted at the end, the woman whined and struggled to bring the man back to her side.

The man, who was heading to the bathroom in his ***** body without even a gown, saw me standing in the corner and ordered. “Let her out.”

‘Yes, I should. I’ve been waiting here for hours to do that.’ “Yes, Your Highness.”

After turning on the light in the room at the man’s knife-like command, Julietta suddenly approached the bed and handed a gown to a woman of ample figure, ***** and covered only by a thin sheet.

Slap!

Julietta was slapped across her face suddenly, but she didn’t know what kind of sin she had committed. She was bewildered by the woman who slapped her as if she had been waiting for the man to disappear into the bathroom. However, as she was educated, she held out the gown again without changing her expression.

“You have to leave the room before Your Highness comes out. Please get up.”

“You are presumptuous! Who are you to tell me to leave? I’ll wait until His Highness comes out. Get out of the way!”

There was no woman who went well.

“Your Highness hates when an order is not fulfilled. Will you leave, or will I have to bring servants in?”

The woman, who sat on the bed with her tumbling brown hair stretched to her waist, rose coldly and snatched away the gown as Julietta turned and headed for the door. “On the day I formally become a concubine of His Highness, I’ll never let you off, so you’d better be prepared!”

Upon seeing the woman’s sensual figure disappear into the gown, Julietta quickly opened the door and summoned the waiting servant of the Prince.

“It’s been about five minutes since His Highness went into the bathroom. I’ll start with the bed.”

Julietta spoke bluntly to the servant, who was glancing at the back of viscountess.

As the servant in a neat uniform headed quickly to the bathroom to draw the Prince’s bath, Julietta began to work at a frightening pace. She hurriedly opened the window, and vented the strange smell in the room. As she took off the sheets, she took out the new sheets from the closet and changed them like lightning, sweat dripping down.

Snap.

The bathroom door opened and this time the man with a proper gown came out. At the sight, Julietta breathed a sigh of relief. She rolled up her striped sheets, bowed her head, and stepped back to the door.

“Get me tea.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

The man’s order was given to Julietta, who was about to walk out of the room with the sheets, as if he had no intention of waiting for his servant, who had not yet come out of the bathroom. Julietta knew that orders should be done right away, but she, with the bedspread in her hands, sought permission from her master.

“Can I put out a bedspread?” ‘I don’t mind, but wouldn’t you be a little embarrassed?’

The man’s expression slightly distorted when she carefully held out the bedspread in the spirit of humanity.

When Julietta noticed his eyes glancing silently, she opened the door promptly and threw the bedspread into the hallway. Then, she quickly approached the tea set in the corner of the drawing-room to prepare the tea.

After having sex, which was once or twice a week, the man liked to enjoy Dureng tea without exception. When Julietta quickly brewed tea and put it on the table. The man who casually wore the gown sat comfortably on the sofa and raised himself up to pick up the glass.

‘Huck, come on! The gown’s about to come off. Uh-huh, can’t you squeeze your legs?’

Fearing that his gown would be torn off, Julietta turned her eyes hastily, and went to the designated seat in the corner of the room again, where she stood still, lowering her eyes.

As soon as Julietta stood by the wall, the servant came out of the bathroom and stood mutely beside her, frowning and looking at her. He seemed to be reprimanding her for not being able to follow him directly into the bathroom because of the delay in getting out the owner’s new woman.

When Julietta casually shrugged her shoulders as if she had no choice, the sound of the servant clicking his tongue sounded small. She ignored him as she held back what she wanted to say: that he would have been less scolded if he had gone straight into the bathroom without being distracted by the Prince’s lover.

When the man who was enjoying the tea got up without a word, Julietta almost cried out of, thinking that she could finally rest. The man threw off his gown and went to bed. She bent and unfolded her swollen legs slightly and waited for the man to fall asleep.

The man lying on the bed ordered her to step outside as she prayed earnestly. ‘Hushaby, Your Highness. Go to sleep. Let me get some rest.’

After carefully putting out the light in the room, Julietta gently inhaled as soon as she closed the bedroom door. The sheets thrown out of the Prince’s room had already been removed and the hall was quiet without any indication of another person being around.

Unlike the servant, who was sleeping in a room next to the Prince, Julietta moved toward the quarters of the maids on the fourth floor. As she walked into a small room right next to the stairs on the fourth floor and lay down on the bed, she let out a long sigh at the thought that the hard day was over.

It had been three months since she had entered the private mansion of Prince Killian Michael Hae Deford Bertino Austern, second in line to the throne of the Austern Empire. It was because of her purely indifferent personality that she became a maid in charge of cleaning after she entered the position of the direct maids of the noble Prince. For another reason, such people were often replaced.

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Whatever she saw or felt, Julietta, who was recognized for her seemingly unprecedented calm and unflappability, had taken charge of the Prince’s secret affairs at the recommendation of the chief maid, waging a war every day on hard work as her salary doubled.

For example, this was what it was; a bed with her tired body was wet.

Julietta, jumped up, kicked her foot on the bed, took off her thick cottony underwear and smelled it first. She put the damp part on her nose in the hope that wetting the bed would not be dirty water, as she had to wear it again tomorrow. Fortunately, it didn’t smell.

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“Whew, I was scared to death. I was relaxed today. I can’t believe I laid down right away without checking my bed. It hurts my pride to make this rudimentary mistake.”

She carefully hung her thick inner dress by the window. She then laid down with a blanket on the floor, wearing only one sheet of thin underwear.

She also did not forget to take off the thick iron glasses covering half of her face. She removed all the eyebrow and skin makeup she had been wearing since she was five years old. As soon as she closed her eyes, she fell asleep.

“Yes, I’m going now. I’m going!”

Amelie, the head of the prop room at Eileen Theater, the best theater in the Austern Empire, glared at her when she saw Julietta walking in a leisurely way.

“Julie, did you hear me? I need these pants mended by today, or didn’t you hear me?”

The seams of hunting pants worn by the male actor of the upcoming show “Lady Donatera” had exploded during a rehearsal yesterday. Julietta, who had forgotten to mend the clothes which would be worn at the show today, snatched the pants instantly with a puzzled look.

“I’ll do it right now.”

“We have less than an hour left before the show. What have you been doing so far? You have some new silly ideas because Lillian likes you a lot, right?

Lillian was the best prima donna in the Eileen Theatre. Amelie used to mutter that Julietta had become spoiled by the embrace of Lillian ever since she was a child. After that, Amelie had been constantly nagged her saying, “Don’t overrate yourself,” or “Wake up and listen!” throughout her stitching.

Showing the repaired pants, Julietta told her. “I’ll bring the pants to them right now. And this simple mending would have been done if Amelia had mended it at the time you called.”

Pouting her mouth and not saying a word, she picked up the pants and ran off.

“As you are growing up and get old, you don’t even hear me anymore,” Sophie smiled and said to Amelia, who clicked her tongue at the back of Julita’s head.

“She’s already a big girl. She’s seventeen years old now.”

“That’s why I’m worried. The theater is a dangerous place for a seventeen-year-old girl. No matter how hard she hides her looks, there is no one who doesn’t want to go after a blooming maiden. I’m worried that the male actors keep looking at Julietta.”

Amelie wished Julietta could do her job quietly in the supply room behind the stage, but she was walking around the theater like a wild boar hit by a wildfire, and Amelie was worried about her doing her job properly.

“In case of the male actors, I am less worried, as they should consider the theater owner Maribel, and Lillian’s so fond of her that they won’t be able to do anything rash. I’m more worried that she’ll be seen by aristocrats while she’s just walking around.” Sophie, who was working on Lillian’s dress ruffle (a wave-like crease of lace or fabric on the edge of a garment or seam), said with a sigh.

Living in a theater from the age of five, Julietta was disguised by Maribel the theater owner. The juice of one of the dressing ingredients, the metum fruit, had been applied to her milky white skin, and her vibrant blonde hair had been hidden in brick-and-mortar wigs. Moreover, she wore clothes that were three times larger to hide her figure as much as possible, but her natural beauty was not completely overshadowed.

As a result, Amelia and Sophie, who had been taking care of Julietta since she was young, were always anxious.

“I think I’ll have to do something about it sooner or later. I asked if she wanted to be on stage because she watched the actresses carefully, but she said no. I just want to find a nice young man and get her married.”

Sophie shook her head at Amelia’s worried remarks.

“Well, I’m also worried that her life would be flat when she gets married. To the common people, that look is like poison. I think it was Maribel’s attempt to take advantage of the baby’s beauty. It’s the owner of the theater who connected Stella to Marquis Anais the first time. Well, since she was an actress, she wouldn’t have been able to avoid that kind of life.”

“Is she going to keep that kid hidden? It can’t be,” Sophie sighed, as if she could not believe it.

“That’s even scarier. It’s even more strange that Maribel took on a five-year-old with compassion. I’m even more worried that the owner of the theater made a very big plan and kept Julie hidden from the start.”

“Why don’t we tell the Marquis? She’s a bastard, but she’s his daughter. He would not pretend he doesn’t know her,” Amelie said as if it were better.

“Do you think so? Unlike in the past, these days, a lover and their illegitimate children are more likely to be treated with contempt. She can only be protected as a nobleman if she is officially registered in the family of the Marquis, but the Marquis can’t do that. He knows Julie’s growing up in the theater, but he’s never been here and he’s pretending not to know. I don’t think he’s going to get Julie now. If she attracts the Marquise’s attention, she would be harassed or treated badly. You experienced how the scary Marquise was when Stella died.” As Sophie shook her head and finished in a sad voice, a heavy stillness came to the prop room.

When Stella, who had left in splendor, was driven out empty-handed and came to the theater with her little daughter, the owner of the theater Maribel looked carefully at the bright golden-haired illegitimate child.

Amelie and Sophie were really surprised when Maribel, who had been silent for a while, let the mother and daughter stay in her quarters. The owner of the theater was a woman who showed no pity for no gain. At any rate, under Maribel’s protection, whether it was capricious or sympathetic, the mother and daughter began living in the theater.

Even when Stella couldn’t pick up her spirits due to the shock of being thrown out of her house suddenly, young Julietta used to run errands inside the theater to pay for her meals. However, not long after such a peaceful life, Maribel was visited by the Marquise.

Amelie and Sophie felt sorry for the poor mother and daughter, but Maribel did not take any action after Stella died. Only then did Julietta don a brick wig and spread the juice of the metum fruit on her face.

Shortly after the visit of Mrs. Anais, Stella, who had been suffering from a long-drawn-out illness, finally died.

After the sudden death of her mother, before the young daughter got herself together, though it was not known how they knew, the Marquise sent people who took Stella’s body.

The sudden death of the mother leading to the collection of Stella’s body by the people sent by the Marquise. After the sudden expulsion, Stella died, so both of them thought, the Marquise may feel a prick of conscience and will have a funeral for her.

Maribel let Julietta out of her living quarters to live in a small room next to the prop room, so Amelie and Sophie naturally took care of the young Julietta.

“Now that little thing is so big, time flies.” After mentioning Stella’s death, Sophie, who was lost in old thoughts, tapped her eyes that held tears with a cloth.

“You know what? Now that this year is the one of the coming-of-age ceremony… but I’m worried because she does not become mature and is always scatterbrained and reckless. I feel like I’m seeing a child put up at the water,” Amelie sighed as she loaded the last repaired dress on the cart.

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Contrary to their concerns, Julietta was well aware of her situation, ‘A plain-faced commoner girl with no guardian or family will easily fall as a playful target for a night and end her life as a **********.’ Even if she would be lucky enough to serve as a lover of noblemen like her mother, she would be abandoned when she got older.

Only a few people knew that sixteen-year-old Natasha, who had joined the theater company as an apprentice and now played a minor role, was raped in the private lounge of old Michelle’s a few months ago.

When she saw Natasha, who came to the prop room with her torn clothes and bleeding between her legs, Julietta realized the situation of the theater’s members which she had only heard of before.

‘They look down on her like this, but when she becomes a popular actress, they go sweethearting, send gifts, and are unsparing of their praise.’

Julietta realized how miserable it was for anyone who didn’t have money, fame, power, or fame to live in the world after seeing Natasha, who couldn’t protest even after she had been treated so.

Since then, Julietta had been hiding herself more thoroughly in a deserted place. Amelia scolded her for running around and being scatterbrained and reckless, but she was just trying to avoid people as much as possible.

‘I am never going to be like Natasha or my mother, Stella.’ A life held in the hands of others was enough when she was five years old.

Julietta got the pants mended and tried to get them to Jacob, but changed her mind. She called in one of the orphan children who had been left at the theater since he was a child, and handed out a cookie she had hidden and sent him for the errand instead.

Julietta was increasingly disturbed by the amorous glances of the male theater members and the eyes of the nobles who came and went, realized that it was time to effect a settlement out of court with Maribel for her future.

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It was one day thirteen years ago…

A few days ago, Julietta, who turned five years old after her birthday, mumbled her tiny pink lips, as she could not believe the ordeal she was facing.

Marquise Anais, who she had only heard about, came to them in the morning, and, with an elegant manner, directed people to drive Stella and Julietta out with nothing. The first meeting between the two women, who had never met before, ended in a perfect victory for the Marquise.

Stella, who was crying and screaming, had collapsed and lay in the shade of the street. The gatekeeper, who felt sorry for the mother and daughter that were driven out in indoor outfits without coats to cover themselves, approached Julietta and talked to her.

“Your Young Ladyship, Madam is just unconscious, so don’t worry. Isn’t it cold by the way? It’s still early spring, so it’s very chilly.”

Julietta smiled brightly as she looked at the gatekeeper who was concerned about whether he should take off his clothes and give them to her.

“It’s all right, Zimmer. But why is the Marquise suddenly kicking us out?”

The gatekeeper wiped under his nose as if it was difficult to answer, looking at the vivid green eyes reminiscent of fresh shoots.

“I heard that the Marquise finally gave birth to a successor this time; I think that’s why Your Highness and Madam were kicked out.”

Without more explanation, the two words “successor” and “birth” alone were enough to make her guess.

“Aha, the main wife who gave birth to a son kicked out the concubine who she has hated in the meanwhile?”

To the extent he could not believe that she was called Your Young Ladyship, the gatekeeper was embarrassed and he gave out a cough in a flurry at the clever words of the five-year-old.

“That’s why I haven’t seen the Marquis in months.” As she nodded her head so seriously with her hands on her chin, she could hear a rustling sound, as Stella had come to her senses.

“Julie? Baby?”

Stella, who barely managed to raise her upper body, burst into tears at the same time as she felt relieved when she found her daughter crouching a little away from her.

“Oh, Julie. Baby, what do we do now?”

When she saw her tearful mother, Julietta, who became frustrated, stood up. “Mom, we can’t stay here for now, so we should think of a place to go. It’s going to get dark in a little while.”

At the words, Stella could not say anything, shedding tears. While Julita felt a little nervous watching her mother and struggled to figure out what to do, Stella, who barely managed to pull herself up, hugged Julietta.

“Yes, let’s move for now. It’s not like there’s anything we can do to stay here. Why could I not guess that this would happen?”

Stella, who mumbled impatiently, took Julietta’s hand and moved on, and Zimmer, who was looking at them, spoke, “Madam, it’s time for me to go home soon. If you wait a little inside the guard post, I’ll take you to a place where you can go.”

A weak-hearted Zimmer did the favor to the mother and daughter’s lonely backs.

“Thank you. It’s a long way to walk to the main street, but thank you very much.” Stella thanked the gatekeeper for his kindness and lamented her situation, in which she had lost her home in a moment.

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Julietta’s mansion was on Harrods Street, where lovely concubines of high-ranking aristocrats lived. Harrods Street was a luxury residential area that took about thirty minutes south by carriage from Eloz Street, the busiest street in the Austern Empire. Stella, who had suddenly lost her place after being kicked out, named her destination a theater on Eloz Street, where she had made her name as an actor.

Meanwhile, Jenna, a young Korean woman who now possessed Julietta’s body, had been dumbfounded by the situation in a completely different way from what she thought, since she was the bastard of the Marquis and there would be no shortage of problems in the future.

She was being kicked out to the street a month after she had put into the body of a child! With the body of the little girl, who had not exercised before, she struggled in the old carriage of the gatekeeper and finally got motion sickness.

The woman, called the mother, who was just in tears and lost her mind, was just looking at her little daughter, who was distressed, as if she had no desire to take care of herself. It was a relief to see her telling the gatekeeper where to go, but she had no choice but to be depressed at the thought that her future life was like a candle in the wind.

‘You fucking dog! If you intended to give a gift to me, you have to give a proper gift, not a useless one. That way, I am going to use it in this situation.’

Jenna, who could not give up her hatred of the dog that made her like this even when she was exhausted, cursed heavily inside. In the meantime, she could feel the carriage stopping; it had finally arrived at its destination.

“Madam, Your Young Ladyship, we’re here.”

She stumbled with her tottering body and managed to get down from the carriage.

The darkened street was filled with loud noises and flashy lights. As she looked up at the five-story building in front of her, Stella grabbed Julietta by the hand.

“Let’s go. It’s where your mother used to work. I’ll ask to let us stay for a while until we find a place to go.”

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“Will you say that again?” A woman of colorful features with pale brown hair high frowned as she put down the long pipe she was holding.

“I asked you how much ransom money you will be paid, the amount of money that you are supposed to get from Duke Miguel.”

At the look of Julietta who spat out the words with her head raised pertly, Maribel smiled and picked up the pipe she had laid down.

“Why? Can you get the money if I tell you?”

“I’ll try as far as I can. You will not lose anything. Isn’t it the same money if you get it from Duke Miguel, or you get it from me?”

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