Chapter 77: Chapter 77

At least he said he would stand by my side and wouldn’t let anyone harm me."

Regardless of whether Lucas was lying to her, she forced herself to believe him now, especially in front of Emily, whom she hated, she had to uphold her own dignity.

Just like when she used to defend herself by fighting others during her childhood.

Emily’s face darkened significantly, her eyebrows twitching.

If this were before, she might have already slapped her, but now she must tread cautiously around Lucas, and does not want to openly antagonize him.

Because it does no good for her.

"Don’t be too proud of yourself, let’s see how long you can keep this up."

Frustrated, Emily spat out these words, turned and walked away.

In an instant, the hall was quiet, leaving her alone, as if she was the only person left in the world.

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Williams had a project to discuss overseas and left paris for M country in the afternoon, leaving only Emily.

Previously she only needed to deal with Laura, now there was another Emily.

This villa, for her, felt more like a prison where days draaaaged on, thankfully, Lucas has come home on time these past few days and seems to be in a good mood.

Beauty was in her room painting when the door began pounding loudly.

She recognized the noise, the only other person in the villa who could slam her door , other than Lucas, is Laura.

Opening the door, there stood Laura in a light gauzy dress, her eyes almost bulging out of her head.

Originally, she didn’t want to let her in, but to her surprise, she forcefully pushed her way into the room.

"This is my private space.

What brings Miss Laura here?"

Beauty put down the brush in her hand, coldly lifting her eyes to look at her.

Laura lowered her head, noticing that she was working on a painting that was almost ready to be colored.

The vivid and vibrant colors were just as dazzling as the colorful mini-skirt she was wearing today.

"I heard you’re now my brother’s girlfriend?

So, do I have to address you as sister-in-law in the future?

Shameless, despicable woman."

These words felt like a slap on Beauty’s face, turning her face beet red.

But she held back her anger.

After all, she had told herself not to lower herself to her level.

With a smile still gracing her face and a slight upward twitch of the corner of her mouth, she cocked an eyebrow at her, "I didn’t ask you to call me that, but if you insist, I don’t mind."

She knew Laura’s temperament all too well.

The more indifferent Beauty acted, the angrier Laura became.

She simply wanted to see her upset and confrontational.

And Beauty wouldn’t fall for that.

"Do you really think my brother will marry you?

He’s just playing with you.

Women who throw themselves at my brother, like you, are nothing more to him than all the other women out there."

Beauty lifted her lips, regardless of how Laura humiliated her, she did not want to explain or refute.

She just lifted her chin and smiled charmingly, "So what?

It shows that I, Beauty, have charm.

Even if he doesn’t marry me, that doesn’t matter.

As long as I’m his woman in the Marson family right now, that’s enough.

Moreover, no one outside would dare offend me, and that’s exactly what I want."

These words thoroughly infuriated Laura.

She reached out, picked up some paint from the table, and splashed it onto the canvas, spoiling it instantly.

This was an oil painting that Beauty had meticulously created over several days, a painting of the current view of the protecting river of the City.

There was a trace of heartache in her eyes, but upon seeing the big smile on Laura’s face, her initial sadness quickly vanished.

"No matter how much you fuss, it won’t change the fact that I’m your brother’s girlfriend now.

You should find your brother."

If Laura could stomach to persuade Lucas, that wouldn’t be a bad thing for her.

She certainly didn’t want to be his girlfriend, just wished to spend these peaceful years until she graduated from college to truly break free from him.

Laura hummed indifferently a couple of times.

She knew that it was a matter that even her mother couldn’t change, let alone her.

Therefore, she arrogantly looked at Beauty and said coldly, "Since you’re already my brother’s girlfriend, stay away from Samuel in the future.

I don’t want to see you two together."

"I can promise not to take the initiative to find him, but can you guarantee he will not take the initiative to find me?"

Beauty lightly looked up and said, a faint smile in her eyes.

"I’ll make him give up on you, and I’ll also show him your true face."

Laura’s smile faded from her face.

She tightly held her cell phone, looked at her with a smug face, then slammed the door and left.

She couldn’t be bothered to deal with her.

To her, these were nothing more than boring games, which she had no interest in.

All she had to do was focus on improving her painting skills, striving to become an excellent designer. ...

Over the past few days, the villa area has been unusually quiet.

Without Emily’s shrill voice and Laura’s melodramatic princess tone, she was pleased.

After completing the oil painting, she laid in the hammock and began reading design-related books.

Though Lucas would come home every day, it was usually around ten o’clock at night.

By then, the light in her room would already be switched off.

Ever since she had become his girlfriend in name, he had never once sought her out.

If it weren’t for the occasional mentions from Laura and her mother, she’d almost have forgotten about the whole affair.

It was as if that stormy night was just a dream.

Tilted her head to glance at the screen, she saw a message from Samuel inviting her to an amusement park this Friday.

Thinking back on what happened before, she quickly dialed him up.

Only after hearing his muffled voice and confirming it was really him did she nod and agree.

Though she had always revered and seen Samuel as a good friend, she didn’t have the feelings for him that Laura had mentioned.

But, now that a misunderstanding has arisen, she wished to find an opportunity to clarify this to him.

She didn’t want him to misunderstand that she was also interested in him.

Nobody, from her early childhood, had truly treated her kindly.

Apart from Hannah and Samuel who dared to be friends with her at school.

What’s more, he would often protect her, like an older brother to her.

Growing up, she always envied the girls who had brothers to protect them.

From her drawer, she pulled out a hand-drawn album.

It was full of sketches of his onstage performances, which she had spent many nights illustrating.

Consider this her gift in return.