Chapter 345: Dress Up the Eldest Miss and Send Her to Master's Bed (3)
Lilith pulled her body in tighter, her dangling feet not touching the floor, feeling a little anxious.
She swung her legs idly, staring at the door.
But time passed, and no one came.
Loneliness crept in and wrapped around her.
When she felt the chill, she rubbed her arms and finally realized something was off.
Lately, Tia didn't seem to stick around like she used to.
She hadn't noticed it before—there were so many maids in the main house, she was always distracted.
But now that she thought about it, ever since coming back, Tia hadn't been by her side much.
Lilith felt a bit upset.
Just then, the door finally opened.
Tia stepped in wearing her maid outfit, but something was different.
Her features were the same. It was the same person.
But the aura she gave off now was soft, seductive, and lazy.
Gone was her old strict and cold demeanor.
Lilith had come here in a mood, ready to scold her.
But the moment she saw Tia, she noticed the change.
Today, Tia's cheeks had a rosy flush, her whole body oozing the charm of a mature beauty.
Every subtle movement was captivating.
In an instant, Lilith's heart skipped.
Her maid had gotten more and more enchanting lately.
Lilith's gaze stayed fixed on her, eyes filled with appreciation and satisfaction.
As for the anger from earlier? Completely gone.
'She's mine.'
Just thinking about it made Lilith's imagination run wild. Just looking at her made her feel good.
Had Tia really become more alluring?
Change never happens overnight, nor out of nowhere.
The charm Lilith was seeing now was silent proof—
All of it, was Shia's doing.
Tia's eyes had a dazed emptiness. She was looking, but not seeing.
She walked straight to the tea corner and started making tea.
Her casual movements carried a mature grace.
Her dreamy eyes were full of satisfaction.
The faint glow of heart-shaped sparkles flickered like afterglow.
What had just happened was obvious.
Once the tea was ready, she finally looked at Lilith.
She'd noticed the uninvited guest when she came back.
Lilith, called over, immediately got up from the bed and sat beside the small table.
"When did you get here, Milady?"
Tia slid the tea over to Lilith.
That demure, downcast grace made Lilith lose herself in the moment.
"Just now."
She smiled faintly.
Already forgetting she'd come to scold her.
Lilith held the tea in both hands, but her eyes couldn't tear away from Tia.
"Is there something you need from me, Milady?"
Tia retracted her hand, raised her eyes, and looked straight at Lilith.
That cold, distant gaze—like a flower blooming on a mountain peak.
Lilith was jolted awake by the question and finally remembered why she came.
Tia was hers. She could have her anytime.
But now, there was someone more important to pursue.
"Tia, tell me—how can I get close to my sister?"
Lilith's round eyes brimmed with curiosity and longing.
One hand held the cup, the other reached out to grab Tia's hand resting on the table.
Tia lifted her tea and took a sip, subtly dodging the touch.
She already understood.
As Lilith's personal maid, Tia had been by her side for a long time.
She had a vague understanding of how Lilith felt about her sister.
Now, hearing her speak, everything clicked.
"Milady, that's something between you and Miss Fafner. I don't really have much contact with her."
In other words, you're asking the wrong person.
Lilith looked a little pitiful.
"But you're the only one I trust."
"You're so clever—why not stay with me tonight, and we can plan this out together?"
"Two heads are better than one."
The more she spoke, the closer she leaned toward Tia.
Planning to spend the night?
A flash of mockery flickered in Tia's eyes.
But it vanished quickly, replaced by her usual cool and obedient self.
"Milady, if we're talking about understanding Miss Fafner, I think someone else might know her better."
Lilith froze.
Her internal radar shot up instantly.
"Who?"
The white-haired maid looked into her eyes, into her anticipation.
Tia's eyes deepened.
Unspoken feelings stirred inside—too bad Lilith couldn't read them.
She still looked at her with full expectation.
Tia's lips curved faintly. Her red lips parted.
She spoke a single name.
Time for a double kill.
It was her turn to make a move.
...
Night fell.
Lilith had bathed and dressed up, her body radiating the scent of soft, fragrant shower gel.
She was dolled up in sheer black stockings and a silky nightgown, her long golden hair cascading behind her in loose waves, covering her delicate back.
She looked into the mirror—stunning beyond words.
And behind her stood the cool, voluptuous, and mature maid.
Lilith turned slightly and took a deep breath.
"Should I go now?"
Tia's eyes showed encouragement.
"Milady, let me walk you over. You look beautiful."
The two of them stepped into the night, stopping outside Shia's door.
Lilith clenched her fists slightly, her heart pounding.
She'd been dressed up like a doll by her own maid... and sent to her childhood friend's room?
So weird!
She felt like the one being sold off.
But before she could say anything, Tia had already stepped forward and knocked on the door.
She heard Lilith muttering behind her, but she acted like she didn't.
After knocking, she stepped behind Lilith again.
Her voice was low, husky, and tempting.
"Milady, I believe you'll get exactly what you want."
That one line calmed Lilith's racing heart.
Betrayed? By them?
Impossible.
Inside that room was her loyal dog—raised from childhood.
And beside her was her faithful maid—trained by the family but sworn to her alone.
Through all the years, always the same.
How could she be betrayed?
With that thought, all doubts vanished.
Her back straightened, posture graceful, full of girlish charm.
Confidence.
Click.
The door opened.
Soft light spilled out, illuminating Lilith's face, making her skin glow.
Shia looked surprised.
His peripheral vision caught a glint of silver deep in the corridor's shadows.
But he stepped aside, letting Lilith in.
Her pink silk robe looked extra warm under the light, adding a flush to her fair, jade-like skin.
The sheer black stockings hugged her long, slender legs, revealing hints of pale skin beneath.
As soon as Shia shut the door and turned around, he met Lilith's gaze.
She mustered her courage to look him in the eyes, then began haltingly explaining why she'd come.
But all she could think about... was what Tia had told her.