"Then what should we do?" Valentine asked again, "I...can I go directly to the Earl's Palace? I can tell him face to face that I am happy to be his wife, and ask him to be noble...anything can be said

."

"No, that's not necessary. In fact, he will soon be a guest in our house." The Marquis replied in a low voice, "Your father invited him to his wedding, and because the two of them have a good relationship, he can't refuse.

He will be at the wedding."

"Dad is usually so conceited about his own mind. In the end, he can't even notice that his most dangerous enemy is close at hand. It's really disappointing..." Valentine half smiled bitterly and half sighed.

Then, she couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

After all, she now (thinks she) has shouldered the important task of resolving hatred as solid as ice. She can't believe that she has the talent to rival her father.

However, in order to save her father's life, no matter how difficult the task is, she must muster up the courage to carry it on her young shoulders - and she is happy to do so.

She wanted to find him, and then tell him her decision in person, that she was willing to make any sacrifice to eliminate the hatred between the two families, and that she was willing to use her identity as his wife to give him back his lost years and family.

It is conceivable that he would not take a child like himself lightly, let alone give up hatred for him easily.

But it doesn't matter. Edmond Dantès is a stubborn person, but so is Valentine de Villefort. She will use her sincere heart to melt the ice of hatred. If it doesn't work once, then twice.

, if it doesn't work twice, then it will happen countless times... one day she will do it all.
Chapter completed!