Villains Act Shamelessly: The Heiress was the Great National Master! Chapter 2: Just Make Do, What Else Can You Do?

It’s like one morning you’re about to beco the world’s richest person, but then you wake up to find it was just a dream.

No one can accept that easily.

Things from before are already quite blurry, let alone a brother whom I’ve only t once.

Zia Sutton continued, "If you mind, Aurora said she would move out."

Aurora was the na of the girl from the Sutton family now.

Aurora Sutton.

As soon as Zia finished speaking, he saw Thea Shaw slowly sit up straight and look at him, seemingly lancholic, "If you don’t mind, could you change your clothes before we talk? Put on... a shirt, at least to cover your arms—oh, sorry, that was too much of , give a mont."

Having traveled to Won’s Respect Country for thirty years, all I’ve seen are n who are taught to be good husbands and fathers, even showing a hint of wrist is considered a cri.

In such a life, it’s a blessing that Thea barely rembers anything about modern society; if not for her naturally good nature, in Won’s Respect Country, soone like Zia would have been taken away for reform imdiately.

It’s hard to change thirty years of habits, and Thea realized sothing was amiss, she needed a mont.

Zia: "..."

He looked down at his clothes, his expression slightly tense, "Is there sothing wrong with my clothes? Did I get paint on them?"

"No."

Thea covered her eyes, "It’s being filthy-minded."

Zia: "..."

The handso and sunny young man gradually showed a look of shock.

Could it be that overnight, she couldn’t accept it and went mad from the shock?

Thea glanced around; it was the Sutton family villa yard.

The neatly European design gave Thea, who was used to seeing palatial mansions, a sense of ti and space conflict, fortunately, she hadn’t forgotten too much from before, as if with her return, the buried mories were gradually awakening.

Still, there’s so regret.

She was just about to beco the Great National Master, thinking back to those days when other candidates frad her by putting several breathtakingly handso n in her bed, she had resisted them because the Great National Master required a pure heart and emphasis on spiritual cultivation, and love and desire were mundane things, moving would an losing the qualification for the Great National Master.

Looking back now, if she had known she would be pulled back at the last mont—

She was so angry that she could almost cry tears of frustration.

In Won’s Respect Country for thirty years, she hadn’t even touched a man’s hand, thirty years!!

Is that any kind of life for a person?

"You..."

Zia cautiously looked at Thea, afraid that she was having so kind of ntal breakdown from the shock, and hurriedly said, "If you really can’t accept—"

"I’m fine."

Thea replied, glancing at Zia’s arms and subconsciously looking away, "Let’s just leave it at that, the mistake has been made, and it’s not Aurora’s fault."

She sighed lightly.

After thirty years of pampering, the previous Great National Master had raised her to a state of detached peace, and she was long past the age of caring about such things.

But she still rembered that when she had just returned, upon seeing the elegant and noble Aurora Sutton, her first reaction was anger at the twenty years of her misguided life and the injustice of fate, coupled with her parents’ indifferent attitude upon their first eting, she felt sowhat hostile, believing the Sutton family didn’t deserve her.

Having traveled early, now that she’s back, she doesn’t want to compete or prove anything.

Just make do with life, it’s already like this, what else can you do?

Thea sighed deeply, feeling despondent.

Zia: "..."