Roaimi_Maali

As I found myself thrust into this bewildering situation, I couldn't help but wonder if fate had a strange sense of humor. Here I was, once the top A-rank agent, now trapped in the role of a notorious villainess in a reverse harem novel.

But why did it had to be the villainess?

Well, I don't care! But now that I'm here, I'll enjoy my life to the fullest that I couldn't before. Plus, my family is real rich.

Though an issue soon occurred. The female lead keeps sticking to me! I tried to get rid of her by distancing myself since I don't want to end up in the chaos like in the novel…

But the female lead is just so adorable!!

What would happen if the once fearsome antagonist was now trying to protect the very person she once tormented? 

"Sabiiiii!" Ann's voice chimed, her eyes sparkling with innocence. It was hard to resist her charm, and I found myself softening despite my initial intentions.

And it seems the so-called main suitors are suffering from collective amnesia. They flocked to me, oblivious to the fact that Anne was the true focus of their affections.

"Stay Away! I will not give you my lovely Ann," I declared, my frustration mounting.
"Who said I wanted her?"

The chaos continued with the supposed fiancé as well, who seemed convinced that our engagement was set in stone,

"You are my soon-to-be fiancée! Please compose yourself" 
"I refuse to get engaged to you and to compose, whatever that is".
"Don't you think you're quite rude to your soon-to-be Fiancé?" 
"I'm not rude, you're too nice! And I told you I'm not getting engaged to you"
"Thank you, my Lady" 
"…Are you dumb?!!!"

What in the world of strawberries was going on indeed? It was a baffling and comical twist of fate. But as the days passed, I found myself navigating this bizarre world with a newfound determination. If I was going to be stuck in this story, I might as well do it my way. And who knows, maybe I could turn this chaotic tale into something truly extraordinary.

I'll Save The Female lead

Staring at the extravagant building, decorated with rich taste, I couldn't help but admire it. No matter how often I have been here, this never gets old.

I know these walls brick by brick, but today, they feel foreign. Is it because I am nervous? I shouldn't be, but I am, and I hate to admit that.

"Honey?" Dad's voice brought me back, "What are you waiting for?" he asked a few steps ahead of me. I shook my head and followed him, ignoring the pit in my stomach.

As we entered the Palace, a feminine voice chirped. It was Anne. She came running towards us. She greeted Dad, hugged me, and smiled brightly as she always did. It calmed me somehow.

Now that I look at her, she has grown more beautiful over the year. Her mid-length hair was now long and braided at the moment. She had a different type of glow on her face, maybe because of her cultivation.

Visit to the Palace