[Volume 4]: Chapter 53 - A Sweet Girl Won’t Be Fooled By The Villainess

Because she was preoccupied with her plan, Ifia merely nibbled at her lunch. She quickly lied to Stefa, claiming she was feeling unwell and needed to rest in the office first, then refused Stefa's offer to accompany her. Ifia said it's just an old habit and she would recover soon. After finally persuading Stefa, Ifia, on her way out of the canteen, no longer looked like a timid, sickly chicken. Instead, she was grinning and practically skipping to the office. Haha, Amelia, here she comes~ Soon, outside the office, Ifia sneaked a peek like a thief, looking through the window. Excellent! The office was peaceful with only Amelia inside. Amelia, engrossed in her work, hadn't opened the packed lunch as if she intended to work a bit more. Her serious demeanor was undeniably charming, like a beautiful painting, capturing Ifia's attention. However, she quickly averted her gaze, then tapped her chest, annoyed at her racing heart. Get a grip. She was meant to seduce Amelia, not be allured and tempted by her! With this in mind, Ifia took a deep breath, steeling herself before pushing open the office door. "Amelia, are you still working? Aren't you going to have your lunch?" Ifia spoke up first, causing Amelia to stop writing. This time, she didn't let the ink blot, promptly capping the pen. Amelia had noticed Ifia's surreptitious glances while she'd been pretending not to, letting Ifia carry on with her act. Now, with her hands on the desk and sitting upright, Amelia watched Ifia approach, her steps light, like a fluttering butterfly about to land on her hand. Suppressing her delight, Amelia smiled gently, "I'm not hungry yet, Ifia. Why are you back so soon?" Hearing Amelia calling her Ifia, Ifia was taken aback, internally exclaiming. "Amelia is really getting into the act. Well, that makes things easier for me. Great!" "I eat quickly, and I thought I might as well come back to work than waste time doing nothing." Though it was just casual conversation, Ifia, seizing the opportunity, deliberately presented herself as someone who loves work. She then returned to her seat, pretending to sort through files and wondering how to start seducing her. Distractedly arranging the file, Ifia accidentally dropped some due to taking too many at once. "Thunk." Fortunately, the files were secure and didn't scatter. Sneaking a glance at the sound, Ifia noticed Amelia also paying attention to the incident. Seizing the chance, Ifia decided not to bend down to pick up the files but to stand up, take a few steps forward, and then bend over to retrieve them, with her back to Amelia. Before starting work at the palace, Ifia knew she would be an intern, so she chose simple and sleek outfits, mostly white shirts and black A-line knee-length skirts. Currently donning a tight black A-line skirt, as she bent over, the hem rode up, accentuating her slender and shapely legs and a curvaceous rear. To ensure her success, Ifia discreetly adjusted her skirt, aiming to reveal more for the seduction. It felt a bit shameful, being her first attempt at such a thing. With a blush and a racing heart, she hesitated, subconsciously swaying her hips a few times, like a puppy wagging its tail, debating whether to glance back. She had already committed to it. Might as well take a look! Ifia quickly decided and was about to turn her head when a hand suddenly came from behind, grabbing her waist precisely. With a strong pull, her dazed self was stabilized as if pulling a radish out of the ground. As she waited to be released, an inadvertent pat on her rear made Ifia blush instantly. Prepared as she was for seduction, being passive made her all the more bashful! Amelia seemed unaware of Ifia's embarrassment as she stood close and whispered softly in her ear, "Let me pick that up." Her cool voice carried a hint of subtle hoarseness, mysteriously beguiling, making Ifia defenseless, bowing her head and silently sitting down, resolving to calm her flustered heart. Curse it, she intended to seduce Amelia, yet upon hearing her voice, she felt weak in the knees. Ah, so tantalizing! Nevertheless, Ifia wasn't one to easily give up. After composing herself, she promptly initiated her contingency plan. She would not be defeated by Amelia! Pushing open the door to the tea room, Ifia glanced around to ensure no one was present and then proceeded to tamper with her shirt, unbuttoning it in such a way that it could easily be undone with a tug. Following that, she placed a cup on the floor, purposefully cleaned the area, then carefully sat down, assuming a position as if she had accidentally fallen. After trying out a few poses, she chose the one that was most alluring, making it convenient to undo the buttons later. With everything in place, Ifia feigned a fall and let out a pretend painful cry. Since she hadn't closed the tea room door completely while entering, the sound could be heard outside. Sure enough, footsteps soon approached, reinvigorating Ifia. Hmph, this time she would definitely win Amelia over—only to be interrupted by sounds outside the office door. The swift footsteps of another person were nearing the tea room, coming in Ifia's direction. Shortly after, Stefa's concerned voice rang out, "Miss Baron, have you seen Ifia? She hardly ate anything for lunch today, and I'm really worried about her health." As Ifia, still in her seductive pose, was taken aback by Stefa's early return. And at this moment of all times! She quickly tried to stand up. However, the more flustered she felt, the more mistakes she made. In her hurried state, Ifia nearly stumbled and fell rather than standing up. Fortunately, she managed to steady herself with her hand, causing her shirt to burst open, revealing her ample bosom like soft clouds, accentuated against the white fabric. Meanwhile, the door to the tea room swung open.