The relationship between Lucifer and Miss Cecilia Branford is so good that it's enviable.
Lucifer exists much like a knight, and a noble knight at that.
God knows how much she envied Cecilia Branford, but now all of this belongs to her.
Her fiance, her knight, they all belong to her. She is the final winner.
Lucifer sneered, his deep blue eyes sharp as if they could pierce the human heart. He reprimanded coldly, "Cecilia Branford, even being willful has its limits. That's my friend, are you going to stop her?!"
The imposter didn't expect to be admonished by Lucifer. Her brain was somewhat blank, unable to recover for a while.
"Enough, I'll have someone take you home. You've been too willful recently, think about yourself carefully."
With those words, Lucifer strode away.
"Lucifer!" The imposter couldn't believe it, Lucifer actually shouted at her.
She reached out, grabbed his arm, "Apologize to me!"
