Episode 37
“Um, well, the head maid told me to report if the young lady did anything strange… I swear to God, I’ve never said a word about you. Really. Please believe me.”
It was fear. It was terror. You were so scared of me that it broke your stubborn, malicious resolve.
Unable to hold back, I burst into loud, cackling laughter. The sight of Seril, desperately making excuses out of fear of receiving the same punishment as before, exuded a pitiful, tragic charm.
Her figure, awkwardly leaning forward as if about to kneel, clasping his hands together and pleading earnestly, radiated an indescribable desperation. From that, I could be certain.
I had finally broken her—the girl who mocked me and spat at me, Seril.
I had won in the end. Yes, I had finally grasped this utterly pathetic woman in my hands. Even Seril, who harbored malice, was powerless…
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