Chapter 54

Seeing Amelia standing up for her against the female lead, Ifia's feelings were complex.

Amelia was really kind!

So kind that it moved her.

In the moment when Amelia took action for her, Ifia felt that the beautiful Amelia was shining like a radiant light!

Radiant and dazzling.

Even though she was born into a wealthy family in her past life and had good friends, none of them had fiercely protected her disregarding their reputation like Amelia did.

[System, Amelia is really wonderful. I like her even more today! ❤️]

While Ifia was deeply moved, the system remained silent. This time, it wasn't because the host was too foolish, but rather, the villainess's level was too high!

The cliche of a hero saving the beauty would confuse anyone!

Especially compared to the male lead in the original plot using his prince status to persuade and suppress Salin, no longer pursuing the female lead's faults, the villainess's straightforward approach was more direct.

Helping the foolish host vent her anger without feeling wronged at all.

Moreover, publicly declaring the friendship between the two without any intention of concealing it.

Generally, nobles were ashamed to be friends with commoners. Even though the students at Pulis Academy were still young, they were somewhat influenced by their families and didn't want to interact too much with commoner students.

Except for those extreme noble factions that always found trouble with commoner students for their own amusement.

As for Jessica, the eccentric noble, she was truly a rare exception.

Therefore, when Amelia admitted that Ifia was her friend, the students in the entire cafeteria were plunged into shock, finding it hard to believe it was true.

Well, thankfully, the host is a fool.

She wouldn't be confused and lose her mind like an ordinary person would be by the villainess. Instead, she was foolishly moved by this sincere friendship.

Perhaps because the expectations for the host were low, there was now a strange sense of satisfaction.

"Miss Barlen, I was just too scared. Ifia is my roommate, and because we're close, I borrowed money from her. It wasn't my intention to involve her in this dispute."

Facing Amelia's questioning, Irene hesitated for a moment but quickly regained her composure.

Although she had been unwilling to believe that the noble who befriended Ifia was the Duke's daughter, she had considered this possibility in her heart. Now that the answer was revealed, there was a sense of relief in finally confirming it.

Confronting the Duke's daughter head-on was like hitting a rock with an egg.

The only way to escape the current predicament…

Irene glanced sideways at Prince Carloy, regardless of success or failure, she only had this one path to take. If Ifia could use her friendship with the Duke's daughter to her advantage, maybe Irene could do the same with Prince Carloy?

Thinking about this, Irene reminded herself that she must succeed. Then, she showed a frightened expression on her face, repeatedly stepping backward, accidentally stumbling and falling to the ground, directly in front of Prince Carloy.

As if she had found someone to seek help from, Irene looked up at Prince Carloy with teary eyes and said, "Prince Carloy, I really didn't mean to."

Looking at Irene with pleading eyes, Prince Carloy immediately put on a pitying expression. He took two steps forward, then bent down, offering a hand to help Irene up from the ground.

The cafeteria was quite crowded at this time, mostly with commoners, presenting a good opportunity to improve their reputation.

Compared to Amelia, who was willing to disregard her reputation for a commoner student, Prince Carloy was the opposite, he always seized opportunities to enhance his public image.

Even though he was the king's only child, it didn't guarantee his place on the throne. After all, there were other royal descendants and ambitious Duke Barlen, along with the exceptionally talented Amelia, posing significant challenges.

Therefore, Prince Carloy had known for a long time that if he wanted to be the heir to the throne, he needed to present a humble, polite, and kind prince image to the public to gain more popularity.

Even though commoners didn't have much use, their large numbers allowed his deeds to be spread by word of mouth, creating a public image that shouldn't be underestimated.

So, after helping Irene up from the ground, Prince Carloy looked towards Amelia.

"Amelia, this is just a minor accident, there's no need to be so serious."

Here it comes, the familiar soft-soaping!

Ifia looked at Prince Carloy, who was protecting Irene, and couldn't help but marvel at the strength of the original plot. Even with her "interference," the plot still seemed to be unfolding in the expected direction.

The male and female leads would eventually meet!

However, the female lead Irene and the male lead Prince Carloy seemed to be quite compatible.

Quick, lock it in!

Don't persecute others.

"Carloy, now is not the time to spread unnecessary sympathy. Are you trying to stop me?"

However, Amelia didn't easily compromise. The embroidered golden feather fan in her hand quickly closed, her beautiful purple eyes narrowing slightly. Her face carried a somewhat ambiguous expression, but there was no warmth in her eyes as she looked at Prince Carloy.

The invisible pressure made people want to avoid it.

Prince Carloy didn't want to lose face in public, so he silently gritted his teeth and endured the intense pressure.

Unexpectedly, someone confronted Amelia.

"Prince Carloy, Miss Barlen, hello. I am Wulin Daphne, also a victim splashed with food. Please don't let this small matter affect your mood. Due to various considerations, I am not willing to continue pursuing this matter. I sincerely apologize for wasting your time."

Just as Amelia and Carloy were in a standoff, Daphne, the victim, suddenly stood up and spoke.

No one expected the situation to escalate to involve the two most famous figures at Pulis Academy.

Daphne didn't want to escalate the situation, so it was timely to stop it.

If there was a need for a mediator to intervene, there was no one more suitable than her.

Upon hearing that Daphne was unwilling to pursue the matter further, Irene couldn't help but show a joyful expression. If the situation continued to be deadlocked, it would be unfavorable for her.

Even though Prince Carloy could protect her, if it meant offending the Duke's daughter, her life in the academy would become difficult. After this incident was over, she would have to mend her relationship with Ifia, even if she despised her from the bottom of her heart. After all, Ifia had the support of the Duke's daughter.

"How boring."

Seeing Daphne trying to resolve the matter, Carloy once again put on a challenging look, and Amelia instantly lost interest, unwilling to waste any more time on ordinary people.

The woman named Irene happened to be a convenient tool to keep Carloy occupied, preventing him from constantly probing into matters.

Just like today, inviting her to the second-floor cafeteria for a meal, intending to inquire about the new route.

With these thoughts in mind, Amelia raised her hand and beckoned towards Ifia, saying, "Ifia, let's have lunch together!"

After that, she looked at the frightened and uneasy Salin. Amelia would not let go of anyone who humiliated Ifia.

"Salin, in the name of the Barlen family, I command you to leave Pulis Academy immediately and never return."

"Miss Barlen, I was wrong. Please forgive me once. I won't do it again…"

While Salin begged for mercy, Ifia had already said goodbye to Lucy and quickly walked to Amelia's side.

Her dark, shiny eyes sparkled with admiration, and her cute appearance resembled a little dog running towards its owner.

Seeing this, Amelia's mood immediately improved. Ignoring Salin, she reached out and took Ifia's hand.

She was ready to take this cutie to the second-floor cafeteria for a hearty meal, but there was something to do before leaving.

Amelia looked at Daphne and reminded her.

"Wulin Daphne, excessive humility will only make you lose the pride of the nobility. Your dress cannot be casually soiled by others."

Although the matter was no longer pursued, compensation was still required.

The amount of compensation exceeded the ability of a commoner to pay.

In this case, the woman named Irene would cling to Carloy like a drowning person holding onto a piece of driftwood, tightly entwined with him.