Chapter 240: Seraphina’s plan

"If you are done with your lies, leave my room," Chloe said in a flat tone, not believing her at all.

"Vlad has a mole on his abdomen, three inches above his navel," Seraphina revealed with a shrug.

This time, the reaction came instantly, Chloe’s eyes widening. "How do you know!?"

"Do you think things would end with just a kiss when a young couple are alone in a room at night?"

Seraphina’s claims no longer seemed like bullshit. Chloe’s hands trembled at her sides, her irises shaking.

"D-did he really say yes?" she asked, her voice low.

Seraphina nodded with a smug smile. ’Now show me that jealous face before I reveal my full plan,’ she snickered inwardly.

Contrary to what she expected, Chloe fell onto the edge of the bed behind her in a sitting position. A bridge of tears began forming in her eyes.

"H-he also abandoned me..."

"H-hey, stop saying nonsense," Seraphina snapped, rising from the chair. She hadn’t expected this reaction from her at all. "Are you giving up already?"

"You have already taken him from me," Chloe murmured. Tears were about to fall from her eyes at any moment as she continued, "I did everything. Held his hands. Kissed him. Said that I love him. Even then, he never looked at me as a woman."

Seraphina sat beside her on the bed. "Are you sure you did everything?"

Her question made Chloe’s eyes widen slightly. She hadn’t done everything. She had never told Vlad how she truly felt about him, nor had she told him not to treat her like a child.

"I have a plan to break the glasses of family that he wears while looking at you and make him see the beautiful woman you are," Seraphina coaxed, leaning closer.

"Why would you do that?" Chloe asked, her eyes still fixed on her lap.

Seraphina leaned closer and whispered something into her ear. When she moved back, Chloe stared at her with widened eyes.

"You won’t regret it later?" Chloe asked for confirmation, finding it difficult to believe her absurd words.

Seraphina only frowned at her words. "Forget it if you just want to play with our children who will call you aunty in the future."

She rose from the bed and moved towards the door.

Chloe’s grip tightened on the bedsheet. She bit her lips, a hint of frustration clear on her face.

"Wait," she called.

Seraphina’s lips rose into a faint smile as she stopped just before reaching the door.

"Tell me the plan," Chloe said, rising from the bed and wiping her tears.

"You need to promise that you will do everything I say," Seraphina ordered, turning around.

Chloe’s eyes narrowed, obviously suspicious.

"You couldn’t win his heart for what? Sixteen years?" Seraphina mocked. She swayed her hair smugly as she continued, "I did it within a month. If you want it to work, you must follow my plan."

Arrogant as her claims were, Chloe couldn’t deny them. Seraphina had really pulled off something that she couldn’t do for years.

"Fine," Chloe replied, her tone flat. "What should I do?"

Seraphina immediately moved beside Chloe with quick steps. She checked the time on her wristwatch. It was five thirty.

"Give me your phone."

"Why?" Chloe asked.

"Tch! Just hand it over already. And keep it unlocked, of course!"

Chloe reluctantly gave her the phone.

She opened the chat with Vlad and sent a message.

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Chloe: I need more time. Let’s meet at seven. And don’t come in your usual black jacket!

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Seraphina handed the phone back and continued with a playful smile tugging at her lips. "Let’s start with your clothes first. We need to visit the market."

She pushed Chloe from behind, and the duo moved out of the room, with Chloe still confused about what this girl was plotting.

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An hour later...

"Why did she suddenly change the time?" Vlad wondered. His slow steps echoed along the stone path leading to the girls’ dormitories in the distance. The air was fresh and cold, mixed with the scent of morning dew.

Every girl who moved past him on her way to attend her early morning classes couldn’t help but look at him twice. If an accidental eye contact happened, their faces would turn beet red, and they would quickly storm away.

"Is there something on my face?" Vlad wondered, touching his cheeks. If only someone could tell him that the white suit he was wearing over his tall frame should be illegal with that face.

The pristine white suit carried an elegant, aristocratic design. The fitted blazer was decorated with red embroidery along the sleeves, lapels, and edges, while a black shirt beneath the waistcoat added a contrasting charm to the suit.

Draped over his shoulders was a long black cloak with an outer crimson shade that swayed with each of his steps. His white trousers carried similar crimson embroidery along the sides.

He fixed his collar with his hands covered in black fitted gloves as he murmured, "Is the suit the problem? I hope I’m not looking like a joker."

If Vlad were to buy such a classy royal suit from a shop outside, even all of his lands in the village wouldn’t be enough to buy a single blazer. It was thanks to his Black God Armor, which had been transformed into this suit.

As for its design, Vlad had taken inspiration from the clothes Lucas usually wore. But he was skeptical about whether he looked good.

He had already worn his black trousers and black leather jacket over a white T-shirt when he received that warning from Chloe to not wear those specific clothes.

"There’s still twenty minutes left," Vlad sighed, reaching the vicinity of the dormitory where Chloe lived.

"Damn, she is persistent," he gasped, finding Ravenna still sitting at the entrance with dark circles under her eyes.

The moment she saw Vlad, her eyes widened, shock palpable on her face.

She suddenly vanished from her seat and appeared before Vlad.

"How did you come here?" she demanded, barely holding herself back from throwing hands at him.

"That’s a rather strange question," Vlad scoffed confidently. "I used these."

He pointed at his legs.

She definitely knew that it was Vlad who had not only infiltrated the dormitory last night but also insulted her twice. But since she didn’t have any proof to back up her claims, she couldn’t lay a finger on him.

"Don’t play with me, brat," she muttered, clenching her fists. "I know you sneaked in last night. Confess before I turn you into a paste."

"The fuck!?" Vlad snapped, giving her a sharp glare. "Do you have any proof?"

From the moment she became warden, never had a boy talked to her like that. She was the nightmare of every male student, after all.

And this brat had not only sneaked in but also dared to curse right in her face.

"I will teach you how to run that tongue," she declared, raising her hand at him.

Just as she was about to attack him, a female voice came from behind.

"Vlad?"