Chapter 150: She’s Hooked
“You tricked me!”
Corvus couldn’t accept it.
He had always been so proud, so arrogant, so many vying for his attention, but today, he had been outdone by a woman.
He couldn’t understand why Lena was better than him. He had worked so hard, yet he still couldn’t compare to a spoiled rich girl…
Lena stood behind Agnes, addressing Corvus. “I know what you want to say, speak freely, I don’t mind.”
“Why are you interfering? I have no quarrel with you,” Corvus said, suppressing his anger. “You even brought the Imperial Princess here, just to stop me from pursuing Agnes?”
“What do you mean ‘even’?” Diana raised her chin, scoffing.
Lena patted her head, like petting a kitten. “Actually, I didn’t ‘bring’ her, we’re family, just helping each other out.”
“Family…?”
Corvus was even more confused.
Had Lena also won over Diana? But Diana was the Imperial Princess, the only princess of the First Almeria Empire…
“As you can see.” Lena coughed, her hand subtly wrapping around Diana’s waist. “Standing before you is the future son-in-law of the Almeria Empire, approved by the Empress herself, with royal approval and legal effect.”
“How could the Empress allow two women to marry?! This is madness, they’ve all gone mad…”
Corvus muttered, his worldview crumbling, his eyes unfocused, like a pupa in the dark.
“Your heart is wavering because your beliefs have been shattered by reality. You don’t want to accept this irony, your mind still telling you it’s all an illusion.”
Lena held Diana with one hand, her other arm around Agnes.
She stood between the two beauties, a calm smile on her face.
The victor.
If it weren’t for the circumstances, Lena would have kissed Agnes, but she had to maintain her image, give Agnes some face.
“Good afternoon, Your Highness, and welcome home, Professor…”
“What are you doing, Senior Weakling?”
Diana struggled symbolically, then hugged Lena’s waist, looking at Corvus. “What should we do with him?”
“Ask her,” Lena gave Agnes the opportunity to speak.
This was Agnes’s stage; Lena couldn’t steal the spotlight.
“Call the prosecutor, I have evidence of Corvus’s bribery over the years, enough to put him away for a long time.”
Agnes said gently, her gaze fixed on Lena, her expression softening, a hint of shyness in her eyes.
“See? You’re doing great.” Lena chuckled.
“…I didn’t want to cause trouble between our families, so I endured it, I was saving this evidence for a last resort, but now I have no choice.” Agnes expressed her helplessness, Corvus had pushed her too far.
The connection between their families would end here.
Once Corvus was imprisoned, this nightmare would be over, his true nature exposed, the truth revealed…
“You sound reluctant…”
“Not at all.”
Agnes’s voice was clear, no longer choked with tears.
…
The three of them walked on the scorching pavement.
Their pace was quick and synchronized, as if afraid of the heat burning their delicate skin.
“I’ll treat you to some ice cream.”
Agnes stopped at a shaved ice cart, buying three cups.
The delicious slime-based syrup made the shaved ice even more refreshing, a perfect treat for a hot day.
“My head feels so much cooler now.”
Diana savored the pyramid-shaped ice cream.
The top was covered in sweet fruit syrup, like the sweetest part of a strawberry or a watermelon. After finishing hers, Diana looked at Lena’s.
“Want some?” Lena asked with a smile.
“Yes! No, not at all!”
Diana nodded, then shook her head, her expression conflicted.
They say loving someone is giving them the best part of the watermelon.
They were about to be engaged, shouldn’t Lena offer her the best part?
Hmph!
The little princess was sulking.
“You can have mine, Little Highness,” Agnes offered her cup with a smile. “Thanks to you, Corvus finally gave up, I owe you one…”
“Mmm, mmm, you’re quite perceptive.”
Diana took the shaved ice without hesitation, scooping the top and putting it in her mouth. “So cold, so icy… so delicious…”
“Hmm, Little Highness and Lena are engaged, is that right?”
Agnes asked, resting her chin on her hand, sitting under the shade of the shaved ice cart’s umbrella.
“Yes, we just settled it this morning, it took a lot of effort to convince everyone.”
Diana didn’t think it was a secret.
After all, their engagement ceremony would be a national celebration in a few months, everyone would know that the Falmouth heiress had married the Imperial Flower.
“Wait, are you trying to steal her from me? I won’t let you have Senior Weakling! Hmph!”
Diana looked at Agnes suspiciously, even pushing the shaved ice away, swinging her feet, her pink lolita shoes dangling precariously.
“No, Little Highness, you’re overthinking it.”
Agnes sighed inwardly, Diana’s possessiveness was strong, she truly liked Lena…
She wondered if Lena would target her as well, sigh…
Thinking of their agreement, Agnes blushed, like a young girl experiencing her first love.
“It seems you two are getting along well…” Lena walked over with another cup of shaved ice, placing it in front of Agnes. “Here, have some, don’t be shy.”
“That’s not necessary,” Agnes said, her eyes fixed on Diana.
Lena sat beside Diana, blocking Agnes’s view, and said, “She listens to me, don’t worry, she just ate your shaved ice, this is compensation.”
“Thank you, then I won’t refuse.”
Agnes nodded, but hesitated to eat…
“Open your mouth.”
“Hmm?” Lena blinked, opening her mouth slightly. “Mmm… mmm!”
The sweetest part of the shaved ice, covered in syrup, its coldness a refreshing shock.
“What are you doing…?”
“Lena helped me so much, I have to give you the best part.” Agnes smiled seductively.
Lena couldn’t resist such a smile, it was the first time Agnes had smiled at her like this. “Cough, it was nothing, don’t mention it.”
“Thank you, Lena.” Agnes kissed her, a brief, fleeting touch. “This is part of the payment, I’ll pay the rest later, okay?”
Her eyes were gentle, a playful sparkle within them, a look Lena had never seen before, and she was captivated.
