"W-W-What the hell!" Lilian shouted, shooting to her feet and glaring at Olivia with burning anger.
Olivia only smiled in response, her lips curling with amusement.
Grinding her teeth, Lilian stormed out with a sharp huff.
"So," Olivia drawled, a teasing glint dancing in her eyes, "how was the taste?"
"What taste?" Bennett muttered, lowering her gaze to the stack of paperwork in front of her, feigning ignorance. The tips of her ears betrayed her, flushed a deep red.
"Fufu… cute." Olivia licked her lips and vanished.
Only then did Bennett's tight grip on her pen loosen, her shoulders relaxing with a shaky exhale.
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Storming out of the Duke's mansion, Lilian slipped through the back gate, deliberately avoiding the princess's carriage.
She strode into the dark alley, cursing Olivia under her breath the entire way, until she suddenly froze—another presence was nearby.
"You can come out, brat," she said coldly.
