Chapter 243: Mary Sue Wants to Help Me Win Over Girls? When the Ice Queen Melts into Tenderness (1)
"Speaking of which, there's a simpler way to speed up our plan," Shia said.
Lilith's eyes lit up, gazing eagerly at Shia. "What way?"
"Find a new target," Shia replied confidently. "Preferably someone unfamiliar."
Shia continued, "Everyone around us now knows a bit about our previous relationships. But if it's a stranger, they won't know what you were like before. Whatever you show them, they'll take as your true self."
"That would make things much easier."
Lilith nodded in agreement. Shia's logic was flawless in her mind. Changing the impressions of senior royals like Diana would take time, but in the meantime, they could definitely target someone new!
In an instant, a person came to Lilith's mind—someone in the same grade as her and widely known as the "Night Goddess," the True Ancestor.
The image of that aloof, unattainable figure popped into Lilith's mind. That cool disdain she exuded made people want to yell:
"Queen! Step on me, please!"
Lilith clenched her fist. "Let's start with her!"
Shia noticed the mischievous grin forming on Lilith's face and teased, "Got someone in mind already?"
Lilith turned to Shia, her eyes sparkling like stars, nodding enthusiastically.
Shia couldn't help but feel touched. Lilith wasn't just throwing herself at him—she was even helping him draw other girls into his embrace. She was truly incredible!
Shia gave Lilith an approving look. "Good work. You're doing great."
The thought of his fiancée helping him seduce other women was undeniably satisfying.
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Meanwhile, in another room, Tia was silently tidying up the evidence of their earlier "activities." Some messes could be hidden, but others were harder to cover.
Her elegant, cold features were shadowed with frustration as she surveyed the disarray before her.
Not only was she bullied by this scoundrel, but now she even had to clean up after him. The indignity!
Tia was so preoccupied that she didn't hear the footsteps behind her until she felt a familiar presence wrap around her.
Warm arms embraced her from behind, and she instantly recognized Lilith's comforting scent.
Lilith softly hugged her maid and whispered, "I know this has been hard on you, but it's all for the sake of the greater plan. Please don't be mad, okay?"
Lilith's voice was gentle, soothing Tia's troubled heart. She knew it wasn't easy for Tia, who despised Shia, to act alongside him for the plan.
After all, the maid had been so upset she'd ripped her own dress in frustration.
For a brief moment, Tia's heart stopped, but it quickly resumed its rhythm. The entire process lasted less than ten seconds, yet it felt oddly humorous to her.
Once, even getting close to Lilith would have been a far-fetched dream. But now, being embraced by her stirred no excitement.
Instead, her darker emotions were beginning to take root, unseen by Lilith.
Lilith believed Tia was simply angry about her interactions with Shia. She couldn't see the growing darkness in her maid's heart.
Unaware of Tia's inner turmoil, Lilith tightened her embrace.
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Tia remained silent, her mind replaying recent events. Not long ago, she had been in Shia's arms, his overwhelming presence impossible to ignore.
Her heart had raced, her body tense with nervous energy. But now, in Lilith's embrace, the stark contrast only deepened her confusion.
Why? Why was she feeling anything for that detestable man? Her heart should only belong to Lilith!
And yet, Lilith's hug didn't stir her as much as being near him.
Tia's thoughts spiraled, tangled like a ball of knotted threads she couldn't unravel. Then, Lilith's voice broke through her daze.
"This milk tastes... strange?"
Tia blinked, puzzled. Milk? There was no milk here—it wasn't morning or bedtime. Why would there be milk?
Her confusion grew as she slowly came back to reality. Then she froze.
The glass on the nightstand!
Tia whipped her head around to see Lilith standing by the nightstand, holding a very familiar glass.
Panic set in. That wasn't milk. It was the result of... her earlier "predicament." Unable to spit it out or swallow, she'd discreetly used the glass.
Before Tia could stop her, Lilith brought the glass to her lips, frowning slightly as if analyzing the taste. Then, tilting her head back, she downed it in one gulp.
Tia's mind went blank.
She watched as Lilith licked her lips thoughtfully, completely unaware of what she'd just consumed. The sight was both horrifying and oddly gratifying.
Tia's fingers clenched the bedsheet tightly. A part of her loyal heart had been irreversibly tainted.
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As their "training sessions" continued, Shia often worked with Tia to help Lilith practice. The sessions went smoothly, leaving everyone seemingly satisfied—except for Tia, who silently endured her frustrations.
The overall atmosphere remained harmonious, even as subtle shifts occurred.
Lilith's attitude toward Shia softened considerably. She no longer regarded him with disdain or condescension. Though she still saw him as her "puppy," her demeanor was far more pleasant.
The ice between them seemed to be melting, and their relationship edged toward something deeper.
One day, after practice, they sat together in the tea room. Lilith leaned over the table, scribbling notes, and casually extended an invitation to Shia.
"Next week, you're coming home with me."
Shia looked up, his eyes narrowing slightly as he gazed at Lilith. "What's the occasion?"
Lilith didn't lift her head, continuing to focus on her work as she spoke in an even tone. "Next week is my mother's birthday banquet. As her daughter, it's natural for me to attend."
Finally, she glanced up at Shia. "And as my fiancé, it's natural for you to attend as well."
Shia raised an eyebrow, his expression shifting into a mix of curiosity and mild surprise.
This was unexpected. In the original storyline, this banquet existed, but he hadn't been invited. Yet here he was, receiving an invitation from Lilith herself.
It felt like a good sign.
Feigning delight, Shia agreed. "Alright."
Lilith, who had extended the invitation casually, didn't dwell on it. Her attention was more focused on the project in front of her. She slid a booklet across the table toward Shia.
"Take a look. This is the strategy I've planned out."
Her eyes sparkled with anticipation. After all, this was the "Night Goddess," a true ancestor revered as an untouchable ice queen. Just imagining that imposing figure made Lilith's heart race with excitement.
Oh, how she longed to kneel at her feet!
Conquering such a cold and majestic queen would be exhilarating.
Shia opened the booklet and began to read. It was a detailed strategy for winning over the True Ancestor, meticulously designed by Lilith herself. The plan outlined every stage, from their initial meeting to the progression of feelings, and eventually capturing her heart. Though the framework was complete, only the initial steps of leaving a good first impression had been fully detailed. The later stages were still blank.