This is my obsessive life, and the most important thing is that I have never allowed myself to cry. Despite my best efforts to distract myself from LIE-LA, it seems to be working. My determination grows stronger, propelling my career to new heights...
Upon returning to my mansion, I found a letter from Luka. It contained a report of the day's events. Luka mentioned that our classes had merged for lectures, and he cheekily mentioned how he once saved me from "certain death." Moving on, he informed me that someone in our class had won a competition, but before the winner's name could be announced, Miss Liar caused a scene. Luka had discovered that her latest target was Damien Wayne, Mr. Wayne's biological son. It seemed to be just an information-gathering mission, nothing serious. Luka congratulated me for being the top student in the school and wished me a happy journey to Gotham. His reminder to pack my bags concluded the letter. Excitement filled me as I prepared for the upcoming adventures in Gotham.
His writing skills seem to be deteriorating. Nonetheless, I managed to complete all my tasks and pack my bags. As the successor to the throne, I couldn't afford to be careless with my outfits. Being known as Bluenette, the renowned model and actor, as well as the Snow Princess, the epitome of ice skating excellence, I had a carefully curated image to uphold in the media.
Realizing that time was slipping away, I swiftly hopped into my car and made my way to the airport. However, as soon as I stepped out of the car, my gaze fell upon a face that never failed to make me cringe – Lie-la, the self-proclaimed "Perfect Girl" of the world, notorious for her manipulative ways. She wasted no time in criticizing my choice of attire, insinuating that I was trying to seduce Adrien. Suppressing deadly laughter within, I fought to maintain a composed expression. Who could possibly be enamored by a boy who couldn't discern trustworthiness or truth? At times, I found myself feeling sympathy for all the victims of Lie-la's manipulation. If only it were possible, I would have shared my mind with them. Alas, such a notion remains beyond reach, which, in some ways, is a blessing.
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In a saccharine-sweet and innocent tone, which masked my underlying sarcasm, I responded, "Oh, how could I ever dream of seducing Mr. Adrien Agreste? I'm well aware that he only has room in his heart for you, Lila. No other woman stands a chance. Besides, I have someone who cares for me deeply, someone who means more to me than anyone else. Isn't that right, Luka?" The sweetness in my voice concealed the deadly poison beneath, causing even Luka and Mr. Drake to shudder.
"Oh my, is this true, Adrien? I apologize, but my heart already belongs to someone else, someone residing in Gotham. I hope you can understand." Watching his spineless reaction, as if he had been slapped across the face, only fueled my satisfaction. I relished adding fuel to the fire.
"Lila, oh my, is there really someone special in Gotham? Will we have the chance to meet him? Oh, please do tell us all the details, starting from how you met to your first kiss and how much time has passed. It would be such a captivating story to pass the time during the flight. Unfortunately, my ticket is in a different berth, as I don't have the funds for a closer seat. However, Mr. Adrien Agreste will gladly listen to everything on my behalf. Apologies, but we must part ways for now. See you at our destination."
I carefully observed Luka, giving him a meaningful look, and signaling him to keep a close eye on Lila and record any falsehoods she may utter. This plan was bound to work, as it would provide me with valuable information about her latest lie.
