Chapter 19

"talking" (Mc to system) [System]

The last time she entered the villa, Ifia still had the leisure to appreciate it, feeling that Amelia's taste was quite good. The light and simple white decoration looked bright and not gloomy. Paired with newly picked blue-purple hydrangea flowers, it made people feel pleasantly cheerful.

However, this time she entered again, her mind was empty.

She just kept thinking about escaping.

If she had made a decision a little faster just now, maybe she would have been lying in her dormitory by now.

Ifia, who regretted more and more, felt powerless all over. With a cute little face full of grievances, even if her favorite desserts were brought out, she had no appetite… unless they let her go!

The butler, Heber, who led the way on the side, observed all directions with his eyes and listened attentively in all directions. He had already been deliberately attentive to Ifia, this respected guest. Now, seeing her expression of exhaustion, she seemed uncomfortable.

Heber thought for a moment and decided that during the lead, he could have a chat with Miss Ifia.

No matter how you look at it, Miss Ifia's relationship with Miss Barlen is not shallow. Maybe they will meet often in the future!

"Miss Ifia, are you feeling unwell?"

Ifia was caught off guard by the sudden opening of the new butler. She was startled for a moment. Then, seeing the butler's sincere appearance, she quickly turned her eyes and tentatively asked, "After meeting the previous butler at the door, I was curious. What mistake did he make?"

Although Ifia tried hard to control her facial expressions, hoping to look more natural, her thoughts could not be hidden from Heber, a butler who had emerged from among many peers, not to mention that he was even scared when he saw the miserable state of the butler Nesson, let alone this seemingly pure innocent common student.

With a delicate and weak appearance, pale face, as if she might faint the next second.

Thinking about Miss Barlen's attitude towards Ifia, Heber organized his words and then spoke, "Are you talking about Nesson?"

Seeing that he had successfully caught Ifia's attention, Heber's brain quickly started to fabricate a lie.

"I heard that he touched the Duke's Mansion's important items, which caused Miss Barlen to become very angry. She originally wanted to send him to prison, but Nesson wanted to harm Miss Barlen, so…"

"What!!! Amelia got hurt?"

The moment she heard that someone had laid hands on Amelia, Ifia immediately threw her fear aside.

After all, even without a system task, Amelia was a friend she recognized. Regardless of whether Amelia was good or bad, her kindness couldn't be faked, and the assistance provided should not be forgotten.

The suspicions and doubts from earlier now turned into genuine concern.

Ifia's face showed an expression of extreme shock. Her dragging steps from earlier turned into a quick pace, and she ran after hearing the news, completely ignoring Butler Heber leading the way, heading straight to Amelia's room.

During the previous afternoon tea party, Amelia had once shown her around the room. The first time Ifia visited, she thought that a girl's room would be fragrant and soft, filled with cute things. However, upon entering, she found it clean and tidy, more like a hotel room.

Moreover, Amelia liked to keep the curtains closed, making the whole room dim.

"Amelia, are you okay?"

Due to worry, Ifia even skipped the usual steps of knocking on the door. With an anxious expression, she reached out and pushed the door open, eager to see Amelia as soon as possible.

Would the injured and weakened Amelia be silently heartbroken inside the room?

She was such an idiot!

Just because she saw the butler's miserable state, she assumed Amelia was the bad person, even though she was also a victim!

Suddenly being thrust into a world of books, with unfamiliar surroundings, unfamiliar people, and a difficult living situation where even eating was a problem… Ifia knew she was on her own now. So, she didn't act as delicate as before.

Because no one cared for her.

Having a system didn't matter much, it was Amelia who reached out to help her. Otherwise, she wouldn't even have been able to enter the gates of Pulis College, let alone join the art club or avoid expulsion from the academy.

It could be said that since coming to this world, Amelia was the first person willing to help her. Compared to the main character Irene and others, Amelia was like an angel.

Thinking about all this, Ifia was engulfed in deep guilt. She became so distressed with worry that her eyes turned red. Uncontrollable tears blurred her vision, and her body trembled along with her uncontrollable sobbing.

She looked like a pitiable abandoned soul.

It was heart-wrenching to witness.

Originally, Amelia was leisurely sitting in the rattan chair, waiting for the cutie to come to her, but Amelia didn't expect that seeing Ifia again would be in such a scene.

Seeing this, Amelia was stunned for a moment, then quickly got up.

Taking a few quick steps, Amelia lifted Ifia's face with her hands. The originally fair and tender cute face now looked disheveled, with red eyes, and even the small and delicate nose was red from crying.

Her beautiful round apricot eyes, tainted with tears, shone like gemstones reflecting sunlight in a brook.

Dazzling and extraordinary.

However, even though Ifia looked beautiful like this, Amelia wanted her to stop crying… but if she was bullied by someone, that made Amelia unhappy.

Thinking of this, Amelia released one hand, took out a golden-thread embroidered handkerchief from her pocket, and patiently wiped away the tears with the soft side of the handkerchief, restoring Ifia, who resembled a little flower cat, to normal.

"Ifia, I'm fine, don't worry."

Seeing that Amelia was indeed safe and sound, standing intact in front of her, Ifia finally stopped worrying and feeling scared.

However, the sobbing couldn't stop immediately. Ifia looked up at Amelia, and the relief made her want to just dive into Amelia's arms.

At the same time, she reached out and tightly hugged Amelia's waist.

"It's so good that you're okay!"

Although Amelia was puzzled, she didn't rush to ask. She reached out and gently patted Ifia's back. When she saw Butler Heber rushing over, looking guilty, Amelia couldn't help but narrow her eyes.

The next moment, Amelia stared at Heber, and her purple eyes instantly turned bright red.

At the same time, Heber completely lost his expression in that moment, standing there like a puppet. Then, memories related to Ifia quickly flashed through his mind, allowing Amelia to immediately understand the cause and effect.

So that's how it is.

This new butler is quite clever.

After learning what she wanted to know, Amelia glanced at Heber again. Heber still maintained a blank look as he turned and left, as if he had never been there.

Then, Amelia lowered her head and looked at Ifia, who couldn't stop hiccuping. She couldn't help but feel that this new toy that came willingly to her was even cuter.

Worried about her?

But she's a bad person~

A particularly bad one.

Amelia's hand, which was patting Ifia's back, moved upward. She gently rubbed Ifia's slender neck, feeling like touching a piece of fine sheep-fat white jade. The comfortable sensation made one linger.

Her eyes, still not returned to their normal color, glowed with emotions like burning passion, madness, cruelty, and more.