Chapter 121 Seeing Through Her (Part Two)


    "Harper, Harrell, Harper, Harrell, Harper, Harrell, Harper..." As Carlson murmured the names, a thought


    urred in his mind. He suddenly stopped, turned around, and shook his head as if he had met a


    ghost. It was impossible! ''Harrell can''t be Harper!'' he told himself.


    With confusion filled his heart, he went to see his aunt, Nicole. He then told her that Charles had lost


    his wife many years ago and hadn''t been married since. He also told her that Charles wanted to marry


    her and asked whether Nicole would agree to it or not. Carlson, actually, never thought that his aunt


    would agree. But unexpectedly, Nicole nodded in agreement without putting out any fight.


    Everything that happened today was far beyond Carlson''s expectations. Right now, he became more


    suspicious of Harrell''s real identity. He was a powerful man in the imperial capital, but he had never


    climbed the wall in order to search for an unmarried woman''s house.


    Once a doubt entered his mind, it was beyond impossible for him to rx. He felt restless throughout


    the day. Finally, he made up his mind to verify the truth since only that would put his mind to rest.


    Minute by minute, his conviction that Harrell was actually Harper began to grow stronger. Therefore, he


    decided to pay a secret visit to the Chu n mansion and sneak into Harper''s house.


    "Who are you?" The moment he climbed over the wall, he was found by someone. He immediately


    raised his hands and said, "I''m not a bad guy. I have a message for yourdy!" Seeing the sword on his


    neck, Carlson wondered whether all the people around Harper were so terrible. He thought no one


    would find him if he went into Harper''s house. But unexpectedly, he was discovered as soon as he


    entered!


    Forsythia frowned at Carlson and said, "Your Highness!"


    Carlson was quite surprised. He obviously did not expect to be recognized by a servant girl. And from


    what he remembered, he was certain that Harper had never brought this girl with her. This meant that


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    "What''s up, Forsythia?" asked Nina after she got out of the house. When she saw the man who was


    controlled by Forsythia, she covered her face as if she was afraid of being recognized by him.


    Harper, inside the house, was also puzzled to hear the chaos outside. So she came out to check what


    was going on. The moment she came out, Carlson stared at her as if he had seen a ghost. He


    stammered, "You... You... You are really Harper!" It was difficult for him to finish his sentence.


    Harper signaled to Forsythia to retreat before she invited Carlson inside the room. "Carlson, you came


    to see me so soon. If my memory serves me right, we have parted just a short while ago."


    "You cheat! You made an idiot out of me!" Carlson sat down casually, took the tea handed by Harper


    and drank it up. His ears were still a little red and Harper could tell he was offended.


    "You also know my situation in this mansion. So, of course, I have to disguise myself when I go out, or


    there would be a great uproar here." Harper filled the cup for Carlson again and then had some dessert


    delivered. "Are you here only because you identified me? Or can I expect some good news?"


    Carlson did not dare to look at Harper right in the eye. He merely nodded and said, "Yes. My aunt


    agrees so you can ask your father to send a marriage proposal."


    "Merely sending a marriage proposal will not be good enough. I will pass this news to my father and he


    will ask His Majesty to issue a marriage edict. That would be better. Also, don''t worry about your aunt.


    Once shees to this mansion, we will take good care of her." Harper had a thin smile on her face.


    She was a beautiful woman, and besides, she spoke in a very calm and refined manner. Her behavior


    added more beauty to her. Now that Carlson had known her, he too was of the belief that rumors


    weren''t always urate.


    "When will you like the marriage to be held?" Carlson asked.


    "Not very soon. Now that your aunt has promised to marry into the Chu n mansion, I have to deal


    with something troublesome in the mansion. I''m in charge of the all the family affairs in the mansion.


    After your aunt is married into the mansion, she will be the one responsible for everything. But I am


    sure that you don''t want her to deal with many tricky things. So, I will fix everything well before the


    wedding ceremony so that some of the burdens will be off from her shoulder," Harper said. She pushed


    the dessert to Carlson, seeing he wasn''t eating. "What, Carlson? Why do you look so embarrassed?


    Harrell is your friend. Can''t Harper be your friend too?"


    What? You get me wrong. I just didn''t know how to get along with you. After all, you are a woman, not a


    man. I was thinking of how rudely I was in front of you. And I..." Carlson blushed before he could even


    finish his words.


    Harper stretched out her hand and said, "Carlson, it doesn''t matter if I am Harrell or Harper. The fact


    remains we are friends."


    Carlson looked at the hand which was held out by Harper. Her skin was fair and her fingers were


    slender. By ncing at her soft and beautiful hands, he realized Hansen had to be a blind mind to


    refuse this beautiful woman to be his wife. Carlson then held Harper''s hand and they shook hands.


    "Yes, we are friends," Carlson said firmly. "Please take care of my aunt after she gets married into the


    Chu n mansion."


    "Of course I will. She will be my family and it''s my duty to take good care of her," Harper said, hoping to


    elevate all the worries from Carlson''s mind. "My father will ask for His Majesty''s permission to marry


    her. Don''t worry. Your aunt will not get hurt."


    "I know. Thank you for this. I''m leaving now." Carlson pretended to be calm as he walked to climb down


    the wall. But only God knew that his heart was beating like a drum.


    "Or, you can leave through the front door," Harper suggested as she looked at Carlson who had started


    to climb down clumsily.


    Carlson turned around to look at Harper. "Maybe not today. Can I visit you through the front door in the


    future?" he asked.


    "Of course." Now that Harper had given an affirmative reply, Carlson finally felt relieved. He tried for the


    last time and climbed down the wall sessfully. After that, he leaned against the wall and pressed his


    chest to keep his heartbeat steady. He thought to himself, ''Harper, you are really different from the


    hearsay!''