Chapter 25 - A Sweet Girl Won’t Be Fooled By The Villainess

Chapter 25 Your Family is Finished When Amelia's voice sounded, Ifia felt as if she had encountered an angel. Finally, she had obtained the help she had been waiting for!!! Realizing that her backup had arrived, Ifia immediately breathed a sigh of relief. She relaxed, no longer tense and alert. She then looked at the short nobleman and his three lackeys across from her, and let out a smug snort, exuding an arrogant and domineering attitude. Scum, kneel down and call me Daddy! Upon seeing Ifia's rapid change in attitude, completely unlike empty bravado, the lackeys' faces instantly turned unsightly, knowing that they had really encountered a tough opponent this time! The short nobleman, however, was not intimidated by Ifia. He turned his head with a look of suspicion, wanting to see who Ifia's support was. Just a woman based on her voice. His father was an Earl! As the eldest son of the Gray family, his future held the title of viscount and would become the next Earl of Gray! As Sinquisen moved his skeptical gaze, he first saw a valuable black gown, a woman wearing black satin gloves holding a luxurious black swan feather fan, adorned with a gold-threaded lace black neck-chain inlaid with the most precious red blood diamonds of the Sis Empire, only serving to complement her pair of purple eyes. Upon seeing the gorgeous and aloof face of the incoming person, Sinquisen felt as if he couldn't breathe! How could it be her! The Duke's daughter, Baron Amelia! If, just a moment ago, Sinquisen considered his father to be an Earl and feared nothing, now, he felt as if he had been slapped hard in the face by someone invisible, leaving him utterly devoid of courage. "Bar...Baroness, hello." Different from his arrogant and conceited manner when facing Ifia and the lackeys, at the moment Sinquisen opened his mouth to address Amelia, he seemed to humble himself to the dust, his already pale face turning even whiter. Sweat poured out profusely from his forehead, but he dared not wipe it away. Amelia's icy gaze fixed on him. Her oppression made him increasingly nervous, causing Sinquisen's forced smile to gradually fade. The two burly lackeys standing aside were even more terrified, their legs trembling. Even though they didn't know the status of this noblewoman, the sight of the noble who had hired them looking so frightened, and even the son of an Earl being the same, spoke volumes about the woman's formidable background! "Ifia, my lovely little bird, come here!" Ignoring Sinquisen's greeting, Amelia turned her head to look at Ifia, who looked smug. Her expression softened, then she raised her hand in a beckoning manner, displaying a level of intimacy evident in both her words and actions, proving that Ifia hadn't lied. She did indeed have powerful backing. While Sinquisen and the lackeys watched in astonishment, Ifia showed no hesitation, standing tall and proud, walking towards Amelia, not forgetting to make a gesture towards the short nobleman. Ifia raised her thumb and made a slashing motion across her neck, then made a playful "death" expression sticking out her tongue. Of course, she did this while turning her body slightly so as not to be seen by Amelia... In front of her future good friend, Ifia felt the need to maintain a composed image. When she saw the short nobleman's ordinary face filled with fear, Ifia finally felt satisfied as she withdrew, coming to Amelia's side in a cheerful mood, greeting the black cat mewing at her feet. If not for the black cat's pitiful cry, Ifia wouldn't have guessed Amelia had come. "Amelia, thank goodness you're here. They wanted to bully me!" Facing Amelia's gentle gaze, Ifia unabashedly began to speak her mind. "I have the gold thigh, so why hesitate!" Ifia hadn't forgotten what the short nobleman had said earlier. He wanted to sell her to a sordid place? Hmph, now she wanted to see how this fatso would handle it. Want to use a noble title to bully others? Now someone even more formidable had arrived. Thinking this, Ifia added, "That noble even insulted me, saying he wanted to sell me!" Amelia listened quietly to Ifia's complaints, and with a swish, she opened the black feathered fan she had held in her hand, then fanned gently towards Ifia in a soothing manner. As Ifia relaxed, sniffing the sweet fragrance, Amelia began to deal with the garbage. Her purple eyes, when in a gentle and leisurely state, were charming like precious jewels. However, in a sharp and cold state, they were a sharp sword, making people dare not meet her gaze, and causing immense fear in their hearts. This was exactly the case for Sinquisen, who was being scrutinized. Initially, he thought Ifia was just a commoner, and even if Miss Baroness favored her, she wouldn't take action against other nobles because of her. However, seeing Miss Baroness's care and concern for Ifia, Sinquisen felt utterly finished! Unlike Ifia, who had just arrived at Prism Academy, Sinquisen had information on the school's notables. Among them, Baron Amelia ranked first, even surpassing Prince George. In the politics of the Sis Empire, the Duke held real power and was competitive even with the King. Coming from such a prestigious family, Amelia hadn't been raised as a waste of space. Rather, as the only heir of the Duke, she had received a super-elite education from an early age, preparing to inherit the Duke's title at the appropriate time. So, even though Amelia hadn't inherited the title yet, no one dared to underestimate her. As for the engagement arranged for the children of the Duke and the King, who knew what it would entail in the future! Sinquisen's face turned ashen. If it had been Prince George who had arrived, he would have thought there was still hope, but it turned out to be Baron Amelia! "Gray. Sinquisen, your family is finished." Amelia didn't waste any more words. Her light and airy sentence spelled the complete disappearance of a family in the Sis Empire. No one doubted what Amelia said; as the daughter of a Duke, she had the right to do so. Upon hearing this, Sinquisen collapsed on the ground, his face full of terror, trying to plead for mercy: "Baroness, please let me explain, I didn't..." "No need. You should be grateful that your disgusting plan didn't succeed." However, Amelia didn't spare Sinquisen another glance. She held Ifia's hand, preparing to leave, as it was time for lunch, and she couldn't afford to be delayed by inconsequential people. Ifia, on the other hand, looked at the short nobleman with some regret. She had wanted to continue enjoying the look of fear on his face; just thinking about it made her feel great! However, she chose the latter over enjoying the spectacle, as compared to indulging in ugly behavior, eating was more important. Focus on eating, and eating well is the essence of life! "Amelia, I'm super, super touched that you came to save me!" "I'm not late, am I?" "Of course not! hehehe, you're simply a hero. Just look at how you scared that short nobleman; it's truly satisfying~ Oh, where's that black cat?" "You mean Asmodius, I'm not sure, maybe it's off somewhere else." As Amelia and Ifia's voices gradually faded, Sinquisen remained on the ground, still filled with fear. The two lackeys, choosing to act as if they were invisible, wiped the sweat from their brows, vowing never to accept such life-threatening jobs again. Fortunately, luck was on their side. "Meow!!!" Just as the three of them had not completely recovered from the pressure of the Duke's daughter, a mournful meowing sounded nearby. Upon looking towards the source of the sound, they saw a black cat with a chillingly eerie grin on its face. Approaching them with slow, calculated steps, the cat began to grow larger... "Poor little bugs, you're on your way to hell~"