Chapter 333: Mary Sue Takes the Initiative to Kiss, Getting Face-Sat Is Out of the Question (2)
"Shia, how's your brewing progress going?"
Lilith quickly found a topic, hoping to get Shia out of there.
But in front of Sophia, her little scheme was practically see-through.
The elegant and gentle beauty smiled and beckoned to Lilith.
"What's the rush? Even if we're brewing, proper relaxation is part of the process."
"Come, sit beside me."
Lilith pressed her lips together, eyes filled with unwillingness.
Even if it was just her dog that she didn't care that much about—she still didn't want to give him up to anyone else.
Even if that someone was her own mother.
But Shia's advice echoed in her mind, and she could only sit down next to Sophia.
One tall and one petite, two golden-haired beauties sat side by side. One radiant and youthful, the other elegant and maternal—their similar features were a feast for the eyes.
Sophia leaned forward and slid a dessert in front of Shia.
"Good boy, I made this just for you... both of you. Try it?"
Lilith turned her head to glare at Sophia, eyes full of accusation.
You had the guts to add the word "both," didn't you!?
She was definitely the extra.
Sophia gave her a sidelong glance.
Glad you noticed.
Maybe because of the intense stare-down, or maybe because her curves were just too much, the plate hadn't even reached Shia when her big boobs bumped a teacup on the table.
"Ah~!"
Sophia gasped as she felt the tea soak into her dress.
Today she wore a champagne-colored silk gown, seemingly casual in design, but perfectly hugging her curves.
The V-neck already revealed some cleavage, and now, soaked with tea, her pale skin peeked through even more.
Shia sat across from her and had a clear view of her wet curves. He couldn't help but admire how well she played her part.
But on the surface, he showed concern.
"Aunt Sophia, are you alright?"
As he spoke, he reached for a handkerchief to help wipe the tea from her chest.
Lilith's expression shifted, and she lunged forward, trying to grab the handkerchief from him.
"Let me! I'll do it!"
But her angle was off, and instead she accidentally shoved Shia's hand hard into Sophia's soft chest.
In an instant, her boobs sunk under the pressure.
Sophia glanced sideways at Shia, noticing his gaze was locked on her chest, a bit dazed.
She couldn't help but giggle quietly, her eyes narrowing even more.
But her lips let out a husky, muffled gasp.
A mix of pain and pleasure.
Just one sound, but damn if it wasn't addictive.
Shia quickly looked up at Sophia, then dropped his gaze, face blushing red with embarrassment.
As if genuinely ashamed of the accident.
Lilith was practically fuming at the side.
She did that on purpose!
Totally on purpose!
She bullied my man right in front of me!
So infuriating!
But for the greater good, she forced out a smile.
Albeit a very twisted one.
"M-m-madam head, why don't I help you dry off instead?"
Each word came out slowly, squeezed through clenched teeth.
Her delicate hands wrung the tablecloth to death, still trying to hold back.
Sophia hadn't planned this accident, but the outcome was perfectly in line with her goals.
She gave Lilith a faint glance.
"You're the pampered young lady who's had everything done for her since birth. How could you possibly know how to do this?"
"I know for a fact that Shia takes care of you outside."
"I'm at least half a guardian to him. Let him help, it's only proper."
Sophia's voice was graceful and warm, a soothing breeze to any listener.
That serene smile on her perfect face radiated maternal affection.
She turned to Shia and asked sweetly,
"Can you help Aunt Sophia out?"
Shia nodded, eyes shifting slightly.
The perfect image of a shy and innocent boy.
"Of course, no problem! If I can help Aunt Sophia, that's more than enough for me."
As he spoke, he realized his hand was still pressed against the generous chest in front of him, leaving a clear five-finger imprint.
Embarrassed, he pulled back quickly.
Then, remembering what he had just agreed to, he cautiously placed his hand again on the tea-soaked area.
He looked like an innocent, sunshine boy with a thing for older women.
But inside, he was clicking his tongue.
Damn, Sophia really knows how to dominate.
Didn't she see Lilith practically fuming?
But even so, Lilith couldn't say a thing.
She could only chant in her head over and over:
Don't get mad, don't get mad...
Tia stepped forward, her knees slightly bent.
The plush thighs wrapped in white stockings created visible indentations.
She bent over to clean the spilled tea and replaced the cup.
Sophia's gaze locked on Shia, arrogance and disdain flashing deep in her eyes.
Lilith continued fuming.
After tidying up the table, Tia returned to the corner of the tea room to wait quietly.
Sophia's two other maids also stood silently in the background.
Tia's gaze remained on the trio, especially the two noblewomen being toyed with by a bad man.
Ancient noble family?
So what.
They were all serving him now.
Even for something as trivial as a tea spill, they relied on him.
But...
Tia's eyes landed on Shia.
That sunny, shy boy looked totally innocent.
Only she knew what he was really like.
So evil~!
She admired him so much.
Tia sparkled with admiration.
At this point, she was a full-blown loyal dog-maid.
Except now, the one she served wasn't Lilith—it was Shia.
Lilith locked herself in her room with the lights off.
Sitting on the bed, hugging her knees, completely defeated.
The more she was stomped on like this, the more her frustration built up, only to be swallowed and turned into gloom.
She didn't want to turn on the lights. Didn't want to see anyone.
Click.
With the sound of the door opening, light from the hallway poured in.
A tall, white-haired maid stood at the door.
"Miss, you barely touched dinner. Please eat a little more."
Tia's voice echoed softly.