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Chapter 186: The Final Secret

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“Ah?”

Anvina took half a step back, but right behind her was the wall of the banquet hall. The cold wall conveyed a rigid sensation to Anvina, making her consciousness much calmer than before the panic.

“What… what’s the matter?”

She hesitated, but seeing Reiner’s gaze, the maid already understood that he probably guessed everything.

Indeed, someone who could reveal the secrets of the Albione family just by theory wouldn’t miss such details.

“Miss Anvina, who is your father?”

“When I was checking the Albione family genealogy, I found that the golden hair of the Albione family remains a strong dominant trait even when intermarrying with outsiders.”

Reiner quickly and briefly whispered.

“Your mother, we’ve seen her. She has brown hair, but you have bright golden hair, with some variations, but overall, it can still be considered a bright golden color.”

If Anvina appeared elsewhere, Reiner would not have any suspicions. Just like Claire, who also had blonde hair but no relation to the Albione family.

From Anvina’s words, it could be known that her mother used to be a maid in the Albione family, and her father was unknown. Her striking golden hair was worth thinking about.

“The following are all my guesses. You can take them as a joke.”

Reiner shrugged. He wasn’t particularly interested in exposing other people’s secrets. What he was doing now was simply confirming the correctness of his own inheritance laws.

“Your mother, as a maid, had some undescribed dealings with the head of the Albione family, William. The reason it’s William and not George is because of your bright golden hair. Originally, something happening between the master and maid is quite common, but the Albione family is a pure-blooded family. They don’t allow their bloodline to flow outside. If your mother gave birth to you in the Albione family, your fate might be even worse than Elymia’s before.”

An illegitimate daughter might become a tool for the eldest son to vent his desires, and she might not even have the status of a concubine.

Although being a maid required hard work on weekdays, at least to some extent, Anvina still had some freedom.

“Your existence is a secret to the Albione family. Perhaps your mother fabricated a lie, or perhaps it was William’s unintentional act. Of course, it’s more likely that he has so many defiled maids that he has long forgotten about your mother. Elymia, of course, is unaware that you are her half-sister with the same father.”

Reiner’s words shocked Anvina.

She had speculated about this before. Anvina knew that blonde hair was very rare in this generation. She never asked her mother who her father was, but over the years, with increasing experience, Anvina had some speculation about her parentage.

Now, Reiner had completely reasoned out the whole thing.

He could even deduce that Anvina’s father was not George but William, which was much more detailed than Anvina’s own guess.

After the answer was revealed, Anvina felt a bit despondent.

In the past, she had kept this secret buried, but watching Elymia being bound by the power of the family, Anvina felt like she saw a future version of herself.

Feeling somewhat embarrassed, she felt a bit fortunate. She was grateful that her mother had left the mansion to give birth to her. Otherwise, unprotected, Anvina might have long fallen victim to Edward’s hands.

Perhaps driven by these emotions, Anvina was deeply concerned about rescuing Elymia and helping her escape from the Albione family’s constraints. Perhaps she felt that in saving Elymia, she was indirectly saving herself.

“Now that Edward has become useless, according to their family tradition, although illegitimate daughters cannot inherit, returning to the family to enjoy some noble treatment is not a problem. Although Elymia refused to inherit here, legally, she still has to deal with this estate. Maybe you won’t be able to stay here as a maid anymore.”

Reiner said, making Anvina raise her head.

“No, I am my mother’s daughter, and I have no connection to the Albione family.”

Anvina answered firmly, looking into Reiner’s eyes.

“Perhaps in the future, this mansion may no longer need me, but I won’t beg for any benefits in exchange for my identity.”

Perhaps having been a maid for so many years made Anvina deeply understand that dominating others based on status and bloodline was not something to be proud of.

Although she had once fantasized about one day revealing her true identity and becoming a wealthy young lady, now, Anvina did not desire such a life.

“It seems you have found your own path.”

Reiner didn’t interfere much. Anvina’s choice was her personal will, and Reiner wasn’t arrogant enough to try to change someone else’s decision.

Placing one’s ideas above the will of others was the practice of the Albione family.

After a moment of thought, Reiner didn’t say much more. There were still a few doubts in the matter, but they were not very important.

So, he handed out a small piece of paper with his name, the emblem, and the address of Luna Nova Magic Academy. These things, known as business cards, were made by Reiner during his free time. It’s said that almost all mages with a bit of status had their own business cards.

“If you encounter any trouble in the future, you can come to Luna Nova Magic Academy and find me. Of course, you’re also welcome to come over when you have nothing to do, and see Elymia.”

“Yes, I will.”

Taking the card, Anvina showed a faint smile. Reiner now noticed that this maid indeed had some resemblance to Elymia. Her gentle smile was like the warm sunlight, carrying a bit of warmth.

Reiner couldn’t help but start to imagine what Elymia, who had never shown him a good expression in the past, would look like when she smiled.

Elymia noticed Reiner’s gaze and, initially out of habit, looked a bit annoyed. But it seemed that after thinking about it, she changed her mind.

The next moment, Elymia showed a faint smile. The subtle upward curve of her mouth was clearly captured by Reiner’s eyes. It was different from Anvina’s, a more restrained smile, as if Elymia was not used to revealing such an expression.

But combined with her crimson long hair, this kind of smile was even more precious and dazzling.

Like a gem.