A Sweet Girl Won't Be Fooled By The Villainess - [Vol. 3] Chapter 74

[Vol. 3] Chapter 74: Illusory Realm (2)

The actions of the new maid, Amelia, were extremely excessive, leaving Ifia with flushed cheeks. Strangely, she didn’t feel repulsed but rather found it somewhat embarrassing and awkward. Even though both were women, such intimacy felt peculiar!

Surely, Amelia coveted her beauty!

She must be concocting all sorts of reasons to behave this way…

Hmph!

Ifia thought she had it all figured out. Despite appearing indifferent, she was more shrewd than anyone else!

Convinced that she had seen through the true nature of the new maid, Ifia firmly grabbed Amelia’s hand, halting any further actions.

She then assumed the air of a young lady, speaking with a defiant tone, “I’m getting up now!”

She used the harshest tone to say the most submissive words.

Definitely not because she was afraid of Amelia.

She just didn’t want to make a fuss!

While quickly concocting reasons for herself, Ifia discreetly pinched Amelia’s hand. Compared to her own soft and fleshy palm, Amelia’s hand was slender yet firm, much like Amelia herself – cold and unfeeling. Not pleasant to touch at all.

With such thoughts in her mind, Ifia did not immediately let go. Instead, she intensified her playful actions, treating it as if she had just acquired an interesting new toy.

Observing this, the new maid, Amelia, didn’t get angry. She simply exerted force on her hand.

In an instant, Amelia lifted Ifia from the bed, making her sit up. Following that, Amelia’s other hand gently stroked Ifia’s silky black hair, as if dealing with a stubborn child. Her slightly deeper voice echoed in Ifia’s ear, “Miss Ifia, once you’ve promised, there’s no turning back.”

“I know, I know, you’re so annoying!”

Reminded, Ifia rolled her eyes and glared fiercely at Amelia with frustration written all over her adorable face, her rosy lips tightly pressed.

She then angrily let go of Amelia’s hand, ignoring her, and walked barefoot off the bed, stepping onto the carpet towards the dressing room. The white fluffy nightgown she wore swayed lightly with the rapid movement, and the bow tie at the waist behind fluttered along with it.

Her satin-like long black hair scattered, accentuating the snow-white skin exposed to the air. Amelia stood in place, watching, her deep purple eyes suddenly revealing a meaningful smile on her previously expressionless face.

On the other hand, after changing into the school uniform of the noble academy, Ifia’s drowsiness had long disappeared. Now fully awake, she reluctantly got up, freshened up, and resigned herself to having breakfast before heading to the academy – her daily “prison.”

Ugh!

So annoying.

Really don’t want to go to school.

She’s already a noble young lady, why does she have to continue going to school???

After grooming, sitting at the dining table, Ifia chewed on a freshly cut piece of bread with jam, took a sip of not-so-tasty milk, and remained in a melancholic state. Apart from not wanting to go to school, she also felt that this breakfast wasn’t fit for a person.

Youtiao (deep-fried dough sticks), baozi (steamed buns), shumai (dumplings)…

Just thinking about them made Ifia’s mouth water. Unfortunately, as a noble, she couldn’t indulge in these inexpensive foods enjoyed by commoners. Instead, she had to maintain a healthy lifestyle.

Sighing inwardly, Ifia tore at her bread with a sense of frustration. Although she was the daughter of a Count with a prestigious status, she was not the only daughter in the family. Her father had several children, some of them even acknowledged and granted family names due to their outstanding performance. They had the right to compete for the family inheritance.

Ifia knew she was an ordinary person without any special talents. Trying to compete with those exceptional individuals held little chance of success. Coupled with her laid-back personality, she had long accepted the idea of laying low.

When she comes of age, she’ll extort… get a sum of money and leave to live her own life. By then, she’ll eat youtiao, baozi, shumai every day…

Even though it won’t be as luxurious as her current life, she can live freely and casually. It’s a trade-off!

Ifia had an optimistic outlook. Her previously gloomy mood suddenly improved. Having successfully self-soothed, she no longer tormented the pitiful piece of bread in her hand. Instead, she started eating joyfully, considering it a prelude to turning bitterness into sweetness.

However, she wondered if she could take Amelia, the new maid, with her when the time came. Despite Amelia’s consistently expressionless demeanor, which Ifia found annoying, she couldn’t deny her excellent abilities. Having a capable maid by her side undoubtedly provided a sense of security.

As Ifia silently contemplated these thoughts, she felt that if she could continue employing Amelia, even if it meant dipping into her savings accumulated over the years, it would be worth it. Wait a minute, what was she thinking? She shouldn’t get lost in such thoughts about beauty!

After all, the salary for hiring Amelia as a maid was very high, extraordinarily high!

It was practically daylight robbery. So, despite Amelia being excellent, no one could take away her money. After all, she was just a maid, and Ifia could easily find a new one.

However, once the money is spent, it’s truly gone!

Just as Ifia, who treasures money dearly, was pondering these thoughts, the pace of chewing her bread slowed down. Just as she swallowed the last bite of bread, a delicate white plate suddenly appeared in front of her.

Inside were steaming soft and fluffy baozi, just the sight of them making Ifia’s mouth water, even without tasting them. How… how did baozi suddenly appear?

Ifia’s dark eyes lit up. Suppressing the urge to wipe her mouth, she reluctantly shifted her gaze away from the baozi. Instead, she followed the hand holding the plate upwards, eager to see who had guessed her desires.

Then, she saw the new maid, Amelia…

Why was it her?

Just when Ifia had decided not to let anyone take away her money, she was now feeling a bit uncertain. At this moment, Amelia spoke, “Having a good breakfast is crucial, it can greatly improve your mood! I hope Miss Ifia will be happy throughout the day.”

Still the same person.

Her facial expression remained as cold as ever, but her beautiful lips seemed to have a hint of sweetness.

Listening to Amelia’s words, Ifia felt dizzy, as if she had fallen into a sugar jar. Oh, Amelia was quite skilled in speaking!

Her already wavering heart now wavered even more intensely. Ifia silently enjoyed the delicious baozi, thinking that spending money for things like Amelia might not be a bad idea.

However, since it involved spending money, it needed careful consideration. So, she decided to keep Amelia by her side and observe for a while!

After finishing the tasty breakfast, Ifia patted her satisfied stomach and, with a new idea in mind, found it increasingly appealing. Therefore, when it was time to board the carriage, Ifia directly ordered, “Amelia, you will also accompany me to the academy and take care of me personally!”

A young lady’s requests, no matter how unreasonable, couldn’t be directly refused by others. Amelia, being the new maid, was no exception. Without resistance, she calmly nodded in agreement, amid the concerned glances of other servants.

This made Ifia even more delighted. She boarded the carriage happily, thinking that she must scrutinize Amelia thoroughly. Let’s see if Amelia could meet her expectations!