[Part 2] Death Is The Only Ending For The Villain (FOR OFFLINE READING PURPOSE)

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Exit Hard Mode.

"Ha-ha-ha…"

My eyes were clouded with the red haze. I laughed hysterically among the crumbling sand castles. "Hey, you…"
Suddenly, I laughed like a madman, and Renald called out to me with a strange face. My grotesque laughter gradually died down.

The Duke, who was angry because he knew I behaved in the strange way, and Derrick, who was at state of odds, looked back with astonishment.

Everything was as expected.

Hard mode ended with nothing but misery, and I was still in the game. In this fucking game, this crazy game.

The hand holding the glass trembled. 'It's okay.'

But it is too early to be frustrated. I still have one method left that I have not used yet. 'But I can't just sit back and do nothing.'

If this was the case, wouldn't I be a fake lady who persecuted the real lady?

Of course, I did not care if I left this fucking place, but thenAfter all, I ended up as a villain in the

original story. I have been looking forward to them.

Didn't they feel sorry for me who has been begging for my lives with a servile bow in front of them? I bit my lips and opened my mouth.

"What my first brother said was right."

I raised my chin to the fullest and looked around the audience. Always arrogant, like a proud Penelope. Then I fixed my eyes on the slender woman with the shaking eyes.

"Yvonne."

I walked to her without hesitation. "Penelope!"

The Duke came to his senses late and called me in a hurry, but it was too late. I turned to the podium and approached Yvonne.

I didn't mind Derrick's eyes like an awl and his gentle touch her hand. "Thank God my one and only sister came home, ladies and gentlemen."

Yvon looked at me with wide open eyes. Not only her, but all the male leads and noble people. But I laughed with all my might.

"My father tried to announce Yvonne's return, but I asked him to make it public at the reception, fearing there would be confusion among the guests."

"……"

"You said I tried to hide my sister, I guess there was a misunderstanding in your communication with your first brother. Isn't that right, father?"

I looked back at the Duke and asked for his consent. "You came to my room this morning and talked about it." A lie poured out of my mouth smoothly.

The Duke flinched at my words. He kept moving his lips as if to talk to me, but he finally shut his mouth.

We had no choice but to stop the scandal that broke out right away.

A chilling silence descended upon the hall. I pulled Yvonne without looking at Derrick with a stiff face. "Come here, Yvonne."

I felt an eerie chill where our skin touched, but I did not express myself. I took her around the podium and returned to my seat. I put Yvonne, who felt embarrassed, near me and pushed the gold cup in front of me.

"Will you pour me the wine? We're family now." "Penelope!"

The Duke warned in a stern voice, but I pretended to be a child with an exaggerated sullen look. "Father, it's my birthday."

"….."

The Duke's mouth shut. I grinned at the silent remark.

He eventually reached out for the butler. He asked to bring an extra glass. In the midst of this, he seemed to be amazing, calmly and cool-headed.