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Chapter 11 - Chapter 11 {Hehe}

So Morgan wants to give everything that Leticia has accomplished to Amelia while telling Leticia to leave the Princeton Family back to the countryside. After all this is England and it's 3548. How can she spit this out lightly? Leticia looked up her eyes were cold but hide her emotions.

"Leticia, don't you want information about your biological family? Those who raised by innocent daughter? We'll do this and the information is yours," Morgan said.

Hehe.

"Answer me Leticia."

"Yes Adoptive Mother will do as you say."

As Leticia stared out the window, a bitter smile played on her lips. She had always known that her adoptive family valued bloodline and genetics above all else, but to hear it spoken so bluntly was still a shock.

"Just as you wish, Adoptive Mother," she repeated softly, her voice devoid of emotion.

Leticia's mind raced with thoughts of her biological family. Who were they? What were they like? The promise of information about them was tempting, but she knew better than to trust Morgan's word.

She turned away from the window and began to plan. If she was to become Amelia for the sake of this engagement, she would need to prepare. She would need to learn everything about the girl her likes, dislikes, habits, and mannerisms.

And then, once the marriage was complete and the Novak family's support secured, Leticia would disappear without a trace. She would leave behind the Princeton name and everything it stood for, including the fiancé she barely knew.

As for her biological family... well, she would cross that bridge when she came to it. For now, Leticia had a role to play and a future to secure.

To the outside world Amelia is the long lost daughter of the Princeton Family and Leticia teacher who taught Leticia. 

Today is Wednesday she was having an afternoon tea with her best friend.

"Leticia what is your mind?" A girl asked she was 17 years old the girl has purple hair and green eyes.

Delfina Cadrian she is known for her spells and her her wood and water. Her level of magic user is level 6.

"Nothing," Leticia said as she drink her tea. The other best friend Taylor Queens stepped forward and hugged Leticia.

"She is my sister," Leticia said. Delfina drink her tea and she smiled ever so brightly.

"What kind of person is your sister?"

"Kind."

Rude.

"Sweet."

Two face.

"Adorable."

Manipulative.

"Gentle."

Slaps servants.

"Good manners."

Bad tempered.

Leticia flipped her fan as her eyes glowed.

"Such a lovely child."

So much Leticia wanted to destroy that smile of Leticia.

Leticia's grip tightened on her teacup, the porcelain creaking slightly under the pressure. She forced a smile, maintaining her composure despite the biting comments about Amelia.

"She is... adjusting to her new life," Leticia said calmly, setting her cup down on the saucer with a soft clink.

Delfina's smile widened, but there was a calculating glint in her eyes.

"I'm sure she is. It must be quite an adjustment, going from a commoner to a lady of high society."

Taylor nodded in agreement, her arm still wrapped around Leticia's shoulders.

"And to think, she'll be marrying the Crown Prince soon. Talk about a fairytale!"

Leticia's jaw clenched imperceptibly at the mention of Leonardo. She had yet to meet him since his return, and the thought of marrying a stranger even one with his reputation filled her with unease.

"Indeed," she murmured, picking up her fan and fluttering it gracefully in front of her face.

"Even so, she's nothing more than country bumpkin. Beside she can't learn anything that you learned," Delfina said as she smiled and Taylor chimed in.

"Plus she is not as good as you," Taylor said. Leticia smiled.

"Taylor; Delfina," Leticia said. She knew the adoptive mother would be so upset.

"Well Leticia it will be my birthday, you know I am turning 18 years old," Delfina said.

"Mmm?"

"I am ashamed to say my parents want to make it so grand!" Delfina said.

"Well bestie I can't wait for your birthday party," Leticia said. Delfina drinks her tea and she smiled.

"That's why I bring this up, why don't bring Amelia along. Shouldn't we teach her a lesson? After all Taylor and I are your bestie," Delfina said.

"How hard can someone like her withstand the social society of the wealthy families?" Taylor said she touched her cheek. Taylor hair was green hair and deep brown eyes she is martial artist level 4.

"I'm sure people would compare the two of you guys like a dragon and a phoenix. Saying like something like this..? Leticia is the most beautiful. Or like this…"

"Really you…" Leticia said she smiled as she looked at her rose tea. This is why she likes both Taylor and Delfina they understand her.

"Leticia is a promising lady, do you know the Rose Perfume she is the creator of the perfume," Delfina said.

"Yeah smell this!" Taylor said to the ladies.

Leticia smiled softly as she watched her friends admire the perfume. She had poured her heart and soul into creating it, drawing inspiration from the countless lives she had lived and the memories they held.

"That's... very kind of you to say," Leticia murmured, her cheeks flushing slightly at the praise.

Delfina leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.

"But back to Amelia. What do you say, Leticia? Shall we teach her a lesson at my birthday party? Show her what it means to be a true lady of high society?"

Taylor nodded eagerly, her green hair bouncing with the motion.

"It would be a shame if she embarrassed herself in front of all those important guests. We can't have that, can we?"

Leticia hesitated, torn between her loyalty to Amelia however reluctant and the desire to maintain her own reputation. She knew that exposing Amelia's lack of refinement could cause more harm than good in the long run.

"I don't know..." she began slowly, furrowing her brow in thought.

"Come on, Leticia! It'll be fun!" Taylor urged, grabbing Leticia's hand and squeezing it excitedly.

"Plus the business shipping business Leticia was the founder Skyline Shipping!" Taylor bragged for her best friend.

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