Get Ahead of the Fallen Heroine and Make the Bull-Headed Man the Victim - Chapter 150
Chapter 150. Everyone Wants to Show Each Other Their True Colors (47)
Unlike Noah, who oscillated from wanting to laugh, to shock, and then to serious thought, Valentina, who was also present at the scene, shifted from surprise to amusement.
In truth, she had come with this counterfeit, but upon spotting Clyde from a distance, she immediately sat down on an outdoor chair at a nearby café, ordering a cup of red tea to blend in as a mere bystander watching the drama unfold.
Her surprise stemmed from the fact that Agatha was still in this era.
She should have personally sent Agatha back.
However, this question became irrelevant once the counterfeit agreed to the confession, and even Clyde, after his initial shock, felt a wave of happiness wash over him.
Now she only wanted to laugh.
For even if she could not see Noah, she was certain that Noah was now watching Clyde.
Even if her eyes could not behold Noah’s expression, all she had to do was close her eyes, and in her mind, Noah’s face would emerge—first shocked, then displeased.
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And she could also be sure that Noah did not know the true Valentina, that is, where she truly was.
Otherwise, Noah would have certainly appeared right before her by now.
Her plan had a double assurance; the first layer was to make Noah believe she had accepted Clyde’s confession.
If she could make Noah think it was real, that would be best. If not, there was still a second layer.
And this second layer was, in fact, her true aim: she would deliberately vanish from Noah’s sight for a time!
As the saying goes, retreating to advance! As long as she intentionally disappeared, Noah would have no choice but to seek her out!
This was her plan!
Just the thought of Noah tirelessly searching for her made her want to laugh out loud!
She picked up the red tea the attendant had brewed for her, elegantly bringing it to her lips.
Her smile curved upward, and in her unlit, deep purple eyes, a glimmer of mirth sparkled.
At this moment, the princess, fully playing the part of another, had actively ‘vanished’ from the gaze of her beloved deity.
This was, in truth, a painful act for her, as she too had to endure the agony of not being able to meet Noah.
But Valentina’s purpose from the very beginning had been singular: to monopolize Noah’s attention.
For that, she would even inflict harm upon herself.
And if she could bring herself to hurt her own heart, then she would not hesitate to harm others.
What she needed to do now was not merely to hide, but to take action.
Since she had learned that another’s identity was that of a nun, she would find and eliminate the rival.
After all, if a nun had caught the eye of her deity, she could not possibly be an ordinary person. A simple inquiry at the church’s headquarters in the kingdom about any special nuns would surely yield the answer she sought.
The mere thought of ‘nun’ filled Valentina’s gaze with jealousy.
That was the enemy who had stolen her beloved, and she must be removed.
Once she finished this cup of tea, she would go and kill that nun.
Setting down the empty teacup, she elegantly wiped her lips, raised her parasol, and lost all interest in her childhood friend and the impostor she had become. Now, she only wished to erase the ‘nun’ as soon as possible.
“Um, um, miss, your change…”
The attendant glanced at the pile of coins on the table, far exceeding the cost of a cup of tea, and hurriedly called out to the mysterious purple-haired beauty.
“…No need, consider it a token of gratitude for you and the manager who brewed this tea.”
The enigmatic beauty did not fully turn around; she merely tilted her parasol slightly, revealing a breathtaking profile. Her smile captivated even the female attendant, who found herself entranced.
“Deity… Lady?”
The shop assistant, as if bewitched, inadvertently let slip her thoughts.
But she quickly realized her mistake and hurriedly covered her mouth.
Fortunately, the mysterious beauty seemed not to have heard her musings, gradually turning her back to the sun and fading from view.
“Sorry to interrupt your daydreaming, but could I get a cup of milk tea? Hot, full sugar, please. I really need to replenish my sugar right now.”
Even as the figure receded, Noah did not retract his gaze, curiosity gnawing at him about the identity of this seemingly polite yet subtly mocking male voice that pulled him back to reality.
“Ah! S-sorry, dear customer, please wait a moment!”
The flustered shop assistant quickly apologized to the customer behind her, then dashed into the store.
—What a leisurely shop assistant, lost in thought like that.
Watching the unreliable silhouette of the assistant, Noah silently lamented.
He had confirmed it: the princess who had promised the victim was a counterfeit.
Even without needing to probe, it was evident.
Mainly, that naive, clueless foolishness was just too absurd, as if she had lost her memory, far more foolish than the original.
There should be limits to acting; she was likely a stand-in, a mere cat in a tale of a swapped prince.
A genuine princess had pushed forth this impostor.
Logically, the victim, Clyde, should have seen through the ruse, yet he accepted it.
Noah knew that Clyde wasn’t oblivious to the deception; he was merely deceiving himself, believing that this somewhat silly childhood friend, who could respond to his confessions, was the real deal.
Because both the victim and the false princess were so foolish, Noah was disgusted by their stupidity, prompting him to abandon them and seek refuge in a nearby drink shop for a breather.
“…But is it really so? The princess has learned to turn the tables on me, huh? Quite impressive, isn’t it? She must have done it while I wasn’t paying attention.”
Though he had been outmaneuvered, Noah appeared quite pleased.
This startled the shop assistant, who was bringing over the milk tea; she quickly set it down and ran off a good distance before daring to glance back at the suspicious young man.
Noah noticed the assistant’s gaze but paid it no mind.
He simply picked up the cup, blowing on the steaming milk tea before taking a slow sip.
Mmm, definitely sweet; his mind began to awaken.
Setting the cup down, he gazed at the distant horizon, pondering how to counter the princess’s proactive assault.
First, since she knew she was a fake, Noah saw no reason to hold back.
Should he just expose her identity right in front of the victim?
No… wait, even if she was a fake, if everyone else believed her to be real… perhaps he could use this opportunity to put the genuine princess in a tight spot?
“Ha, heh, I’ve got several delightful ideas brewing; which one should I choose~”
As a multitude of schemes to vex the princess danced in his mind, Noah couldn’t help but let out a suspicious chuckle.
This sent a chill down the spine of the shop assistant, who was still peeking at him.
Bad, all bad!
This dark-haired youth is surely a kidnapper! He must be plotting how to snatch someone away!
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P.S. There will be a fourth update today, but it’ll come around 2 o’clock.