I'm the crazy heir's daughter Chapter 2

Ch 2

"Pardon? You're going to reform the Marquis?"

Ebbott looked as if he'd heard something utterly absurd.

I sighed deeply and spoke with my delicate lips.

"If my father continues like this, he'll be kicked out by my grandfather. I don't want to be kicked out..."

"But, young lady, you speak so well. Your pronunciation suddenly became so fluent! Your subjects and predicates are perfect too. It's as if you've become a genius!"

"...My father, if he stays like this, will be kicked out by my grandfather (My father, if he stays like this, will be kicked out by my grandfather)."

"That's right! Everyone hopes the Marquis gets kicked out. Sigh."

"..."

What is this?

I subtly darted my eyes left and right.

How on earth did Erusha usually speak?

Even at five years old, shouldn't one be able to express their intentions clearly?

In the original story, there was a different protagonist, and information about Erusha was only narration; there were no lines of dialogue.

It seemed I would need some time to adjust to living as Erusha.

'Come to think of it, Erusha was a bit dim-witted.'

Neglected without a governess, and only playing with maids, she was closer to a primordial human than a bright child from a noble family.

It was a shame that she was born into one of the most prominent noble families, only for it to be rendered meaningless by her scoundrel father.

In that regard, she was a little like me in my previous life.

Before I became Erusha, I was an illegitimate child of a chaebol family, the kind you'd see in melodramas or novels.

To be more precise, I was an illegitimate child born because my second-generation chaebol father recklessly 'farmed' children without permission.

My paternal grandfather refused to acknowledge me, born to unmarried parents. My mother was also not accepted, on the grounds that her status wasn't suitable to be a chaebol daughter-in-law.

My biological father gave me 300 million won as consolation money and then abandoned my mother and me.

But my mother, perhaps thinking 300 million won was a fortune to a chaebol, happily went on a European trip and shopped for luxury bags.

'Yul-hee. Do you know what it feels like to have so much money you can't spend it all? I hope you experience it someday. You were born with a chaebol's bloodline, so you'll definitely become rich.'

'...I don't know about being rich, I just want to get a job.'

Because my mother quickly squandered the 300 million won, I had no choice but to live a poor childhood.

I couldn't expect any contact or help from my father. He coldly ignored my mother and me.

My mother passed away from stomach cancer not long after I entered a prestigious university.

Feeling empty and lost, I studied late every night while working part-time at an LS convenience store, a subsidiary of LS Group, where my father was a company president.

Because I wanted to show my father, who had abandoned me at birth and never contacted me until I was 24, that I had grown up well.

'Reading romance fantasy novels whenever I had free time was my only hobby...'

But now, I'm dead and have become Erusha.

Who knew I would die suddenly in a fire without ever finding happiness?

The good news is that I got a job at LS Group and had already gotten some kind of revenge on my father?

'Both fathers here and there are scoundrels...'

I, Shin Yul-hee, may be dead, but I will never let Erusha die.

I clenched my fists with renewed determination.

With a pitiful expression, I moved my tiny lips.

"I'll be abandoned too if this continues."

"Young lady..."

Ebbott looked sympathetic and spoke again.

"That's right. It's truly sad, but the Duke doesn't even want to see you, young lady. He despises just hearing the Marquis's name— Oops."

Ebbott belatedly realized her blunt honesty and covered her mouth with both hands.

I glanced up at Ebbott's complexion for a moment, then sadly lowered my head again.

"I see. I don't want to be abandoned... For that to happen, my father has to stop acting like a scoundrel."

"Do you think he can?"

"I'll make a plan."

"Oh my, where did you hear such a word?"

"Huh?"

No, was Erusha truly a complete fool?

"I never dreamed that the young lady would notice my work. You're so timid and innocent and kind that I must have gone crazy for a moment. I apologize. Of course, you're only five years old, but... other children your age are so cunning, no, so clever."

"From now on, I want to be smart too."

"...Really? I hope you become so."

Ebbott offered me a slightly awkward smile. In her eyes, there was a faint hint of doubt and distrust.

Given Ebbott's reaction, who was closest to Erusha, it was clear how dull Erusha had been all this time.

Duke Schurmann Sableen was a man like a jaguar, a perfectionist with an impeccable personality. He considered any lacking descendant as good as nonexistent. There was no reason for him to show interest in a neglected and dim-witted granddaughter.

Especially since her father was such a mess, it was only natural for him to not care how his five-year-old granddaughter lived... Was it?

"Ebbott."

With my fern-like hands, I earnestly held hers.

"Yes?"

"I want a teacher too."

"A teacher?"

"Yes!"

I nodded vigorously.

If Duke Schurmann found out that I was studying day and night with a governess, he might take care of me then.

Because he was a person who favored intelligent and wise descendants above all else.

Reforming my scoundrel father was urgent, but it was also important to impress upon my grandfather that I, too, was a useful member of the family.

"But that would require the Marquis's permission..."

Ebbott trailed off, looking troubled.

As expected, it seemed the Marquis's permission was needed to bring in a governess.

'Is it my turn to go see father now?'-----"Lady Erusha?"

"Wh-What brings you here..."

The servants looked as pale as if they'd seen a ghost.

As expected, people's reactions were unusual when I appeared at my father's residence. This was because Erusha was someone who never appeared here.

For a daughter to come to her father's house and receive such a reaction.

'It's just like when it was revealed that I was my father's biological daughter in my previous life.'

The atmosphere is so chilly.

Didn't the magnificent palace-like chairman's residence of LS Group freeze over like the Winter Kingdom back then too?

Soon, I spoke in 'real' Erusha's tone, which I had learned through my conversation with Ebbott.

"Where is Daddy?"

At my question, Helen, the head maid in charge of the Marquis's quarters, approached.

"Why are you looking for the Marquis?"

"I have something to tell Daddy."

"If you tell me, I'll convey it for you. It's late now, so please return."

Helen finished speaking and gave Ebbott a stern look.

It meant to quickly take me back.

Just then, a sexy and passionate laugh was heard from outside the door.

"Hahaha! Hahahaha!"