Henry couldn't help but wonder if Countess Ratifa's frequent approaches and questions meant she had special intentions toward him.
He reviewed his achievements, abilities, family wealth, and bright future—all of which were undoubtedly attractive assets.
Catching the eye of a countess, in his opinion, didn't seem impossible.
He began to ponder Countess Ratifa's "desire" for him. Her gaze, her words, her every move—they all seemed to hint at some deeply hidden objective.
The more Henry thought about it, the more plausible it seemed. This wasn't narcissism on his part; he felt he had ample reason and evidence.
However, Countess Ratifa was unaware of the ripples in Henry's mind.
She just found the look in Henry's eyes a bit strange, and it made her uncomfortable.
She frowned, wondering, 'Is my face dirty or something?'
She subconsciously touched her cheek. Henry noticed the gesture and realized his stare was likely making her uncomfortable.
