Chapter 92: A Villainess Refuses to Be Outplayed!
Seraphina stared at the ridiculous gifts littering her room.
Golden roses. Enchanted jewelry. A wedding dress.
Damian was taunting her.
"Oh, he wants to play games?" she muttered, cracking her knuckles. "Fine. Let's play."
Lila, watching from the side, sipped her tea.
"Oh, this is going to be fun."
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That Afternoon…
Damian, sitting in his grand estate, received a delivery.
A massive delivery.
His butler, visibly sweating, approached cautiously.
"Your Grace… Lady Seraphina has sent a response."
Damian raised an eyebrow.
"Already?"
The butler handed over a sealed letter.
"My Dearest Fiancé,
Since you were so thoughtful to send me a wedding dress, I felt it was only right to return the favor. I hope you enjoy your gift.
With love,
Your most affectionate betrothed, Seraphina."*
Damian frowned.
"…Why do I feel like I'm about to regret this?"
The answer came immediately.
The servants dragged in an enormous box.
The butler cleared his throat.
"…She sent you a wedding suit."
Damian blinked.
"…A wedding suit?"
"Yes, Your Grace." The butler looked distressed.
"A pink wedding suit."
Silence.
Damian slowly turned to the box.
"...It's pink?"
The butler nodded.
"…With frills?"
Another nod.
Damian's eye twitched.
Lucien, who had conveniently appeared, burst into laughter.
"She outplayed you!"
Damian gritted his teeth.
Seraphina.
That woman.
She dared.
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Meanwhile…
Seraphina sat back, sipping her tea.
"Think he got it yet?"
Lila grinned.
"Oh, you'll know the moment he does."
Right on cue—
BOOM!
A loud explosion echoed from Damian's estate.
Seraphina smirked.
"…And there it is."
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To Be Continued…
Next Chapter: A Villainess Takes the Lead!