Shut Up, Young Lady, Obediently Hand Over The Money And Don't Confess! Chapter 205 : The Friendship Boat Can Capsize At Any Time

“Miss Adelina, did Zervanie already know Felyn?”

At the mont, Dorothy and Adelina looked like two pitiful noble girls leaning on each other for support, as if they might collapse to the floor at any second.

“They knew each other before,” Adelina replied calmly.

More than just ‘knew each other’… Zervanie even told to my face she wanted to marry Felyn!

But Adelina didn’t ntion that to Dorothy. It didn’t feel right to gossip about soone’s private matters behind their back.

“I see… Well, judging by what we saw, they do seem very close.”

Thankfully, the two ladies hadn’t seen the part where Zervanie had whispered to Felyn, “Move your hands a bit, Felyn.”

If they had…

Who knows what kind of chaos would’ve followed.

“It feels a little hot in here, Miss Adelina. Shall we go get so fresh air on the balcony?”

“I feel the sa, Your Highness.”

The two exchanged a glance and started walking toward the balcony together.

The enemy of my enemy… is my friend.

In this brief mont, Dorothy and Adelina stood united on the sa battlefield.

Dorothy was slightly smaller than Adelina—shorter legs, shorter fra.

But her anxious steps were fast enough to make up for the difference. She kept pace, never falling behind.

What is going on tonight?

Felyn was supposed to be mine… only mine!

But the mont she left the palace, she found herself surrounded by rival after rival—all drawn to him like moths to a fla.

Dorothy still didn’t know exactly how Zervanie or Viloti felt about him. But that didn’t matter.

She just didn’t want Felyn getting close to any other girls.

If she could, she would’ve already locked him in her bedroom during their next contract—and never let him out again.

But she couldn’t do that. Not yet.

The royal family was always surrounded by people waiting for her to slip up.

Until she had full control of the Empire, she couldn’t let anyone know Felyn was sleeping in her bed.

Why does he keep talking to other girls? Does he not like ?

Or… maybe I haven’t been showing him how much I love him clearly enough.

As Dorothy walked toward the balcony, mories of her ti with Felyn flashed through her mind.

He’d always treated her like a little sister.

Is that the problem?

But I don’t just want to be Felyn’s little sister—I want to be his wife.

I want to claim every inch of his body for myself… and I want him to claim every inch of mine.

If that was the case, then all the ti she spent hugging him, clinging to him—it hadn’t been enough to make him desire her, not physically.

So from now on, she’d just have to adjust her approach.

A shift sparked in her gaze.

Fueled by magic, her eyes darkened to a deeper shade of violet.

She raised one hand to her temple, and her lips curled into a smile so wide it almost reached her ears—charming, sweet, and just a little too manic.

In those deep violet eyes, a sickly glint burned.

An obsession.

Dorothy had made up her mind.

She had originally planned to wait until she had real power—until the Empire was in her hands—before pulling Felyn into her world completely.

But now, it was clear:

At this rate, soone else might steal him before that ever happened.

So why wait?

She’d use her love, her body—everything she had—to chain Felyn to her side.

As long as he stayed with her…

She’d do anything he wanted.

Anything.

Felyn… my dearest Felyn…

Just as they approached the balcony, the glass door opened.

Zervanie had finished her conversation and returned to the banquet hall alone.

Her expression was unreadable—neither happy nor sad.

Dorothy and Adelina imdiately glanced toward the now-empty space beside Felyn.

The fragile alliance between them shattered in an instant.

Friends turned to rivals.

But before either could act, a group of guests approached to greet them.

The two exchanged another look, silently thinking the sa thing: There’s no way another girl is going to get to Felyn before us… right?

They turned with practiced smiles and greeted the guests around them—waiting for the right mont to strike again.

On the balcony, Zervanie’s scent still lingered in the air.

Felyn remained there, staring into space, still trying to figure out how to reject Adelina.

He had no idea what to say.

They were still under contract.

He couldn’t afford to upset her now—not while he was still scheduled to serve her.

If he ended the contract early, he’d owe her a termination fee.

It wasn’t like he could just throw a bag of coins at her and say, “Here’s the money. We’re done.”

So the worst-case scenario… Was having to keep serving Adelina for the next two months after rejecting her.

That would be hell.

Felyn scratched his head and sighed.

Hopefully she doesn’t bring it up tonight. Just one more day—give one more day to stall!

If he could just delay things until the contract expired, he could reject her without consequences.

But no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn’t find a way to stall her.

So he left the balcony.

He spotted Dorothy and Adelina in the center of the banquet hall, still surrounded by guests.

Everyone wanted a chance to talk to them.

“Done chatting with the songstress?”

A hand tapped Felyn lightly on the shoulder. He turned to find Daiyi, her deep green eyes sparkling with curiosity.

“You saw that?”

“Saw what? I just saw the weird position you and the songstress were in,” she said, crossing her arms with a mock pout. “Sorry, Felyn. I must not have been satisfying you properly… Is that why you were doing sothing like that in public with her?”

“Stop! Don’t say that!”

Felyn quickly covered her mouth with his hand.

“What are you even saying?! What if soone hears you?!”

He dragged Daiyi off to a more secluded corner.

“There’s nothing going on between and Zervanie. Don’t overthink it.”

“Oh? Are you worried I’ll get jealous? Trying to comfort ?”

Daiyi took two steps forward, forcing Felyn back against the wall.

“Is that your way of showing you care about my feelings?”

“Do you always think in love-story clichés or what?!”

Daiyi laughed softly, reaching out to smooth the collar of his shirt.

Felyn wasn’t sure what she was up to, so he kept a close eye on her hands.

“You’re so careless…”

She gently plucked a few strands of silver-white hair from his collar.

“Looks like you still had Miss Zervanie’s hair on your neck. Just helping you out—wouldn’t want another girl to see and get hurt. Next ti, be more careful. Don’t play too hard.”

“We weren’t playing at all!!”

They were in a spot where few people would have noticed them—

Except, of course, for the two girls who had been watching Felyn ever since he walked off the balcony:

Princess Dorothy and Miss Adelina.

(End of Chapter)