Flora always supported healthy competition and mutual progress.
Even when it came to the paramount task of seducing the Crown Prince.
Therefore, rather than worrying that Yala would steal the Crown Prince’s favor, she was more afraid that Yala would blindly imitate her without understanding the inner workings.
However—
“Flora, don’t treat everyone like fools,” Yala couldn’t help but laugh.
“If even a fool like you can do it, how could I not do it well?”
“I think she’s just saying that so others won’t get the Prince’s attention,” one of the maids who often followed Yala said.
“How shameless. Does she really think she can capture the Prince’s heart with just a pretty face?”
The two maids who often followed Yala also approached, showering Flora with sarcasm.
“In any case, remember to be careful!”
Flora didn’t want to argue with the girls because she was sure to lose. Leaving those words behind, she scurried away.
This made Yala and her two companions even angrier, as they had hoped to see the blonde girl cry—they had never encountered someone who would run away at the first sign of trouble when they ganged up on others.
“Yala, are you sure this is okay?”
After confirming that the blonde girl and the other onlookers had gone far away, one of the follower maids couldn’t help but ask.
“That fool Flora has been doing this for three days straight, so what could possibly go wrong!” Yala retorted.
She was still a little scared in her heart because the Crown Prince’s reputation for being cruel and merciless was too well-known.
But if she backed down now, she would really be overshadowed by Flora, who had once been a personal maid… she didn’t want that!
Meanwhile, Flora made a detour to her workplace—the west corridor near the main hall.
The east corridor led to the dining hall, and her side was close to the kitchen, so the Crown Prince would basically never come over here.
The dark guards would come, but mainly to check food safety… Flora was a little curious how they solved their eating, drinking, and sleeping needs, since there weren’t any such people in the mansion on the surface.
In the evening, the Crown Prince returned.
Flora quickly slipped to the corner to spy on the situation in the hall.
“Prince Ryan, welcome back.”
Unlike Flora, Yala struck a very dignified pose, and her tone was very elegant.
But the Crown Prince’s performance was similar to when he faced Flora, not even looking at her.
The subsequent developments were also similar.
The next morning, after the Crown Prince left, Yala received a notice from the old butler, officially becoming a personal maid.
“Congratulations, Yala!”
“I knew that fool Flora was nothing special!”
Being praised so happily, she saw Flora in the distance and immediately walked over with her two followers.
“Flora, thanks to your reminder, I succeeded. How should I thank you?” Yala said sarcastically.
“Yala, just remember what I said, and be careful.”
Flora said as she ran, disappearing in the blink of an eye… not really.
She fell at the corner.
But Yala and her companions didn’t chase after her, probably thinking that such an action was not befitting of a lady.
They also didn’t notice that Flora was still nearby, and one of the follower maids stomped her foot and said:
“I’m so angry, what’s with that girl?”
“I heard she’s from a poor baronial family in the northern border, so it’s normal that she doesn’t understand the rules,” Yala said. “Don’t worry about her, there will be plenty of opportunities to deal with her later.”
“That’s right, I’ll have to call you Sister Yala from now on.”
In order to distinguish the higher-status personal maids, the maids seemed to have agreed to add the title “Sister” after their names.
As for whether Yala could pass the test and become a long-term personal maid, that was yet to be seen.
Flora also didn’t plan to continue trying to be friendly when she was being rejected.
Getting up and continuing to work, it wasn’t long before the old butler called her to an empty storage room.
“Actually, there will be a test after becoming a personal maid.”
From just now until now, there had been dark guards monitoring Flora, but she had a clear conscience and just pretended that they didn’t exist.
“Yeah, I can see that.”
But she didn’t plan to continue playing dumb.
The old butler was slightly startled, then nodded with satisfaction: “That’s good, but I hope you don’t reveal this matter to others.”
“I reminded Yala to be careful,” Flora said, lowering her head slightly with a distressed look.
“It’s okay, no one will blame you for that,” the old butler patted Flora’s head.
“Rather, you’re too kind. They treated you like that, but you still kindly reminded them. But don’t worry, we’ve seen your performance.”
“Mr. Charlton, is this testing method really okay?” Flora couldn’t help but ask.
The old butler was startled again, and after a long silence, he sighed.
“It’s indeed not a good approach, but we have no choice.”
“Why?”
Flora couldn’t let it go.
“I’m sorry, child,” the old butler patted Flora’s head again, but didn’t intend to explain. “When everything is over, I’ll recommend you to His Highness as an official personal maid.”
In other words, he wanted Flora to be patient for now and not do anything unnecessary.
The old butler left.
Flora was reminded of something from the past.
Clearly, if she had just told the others the information, those people wouldn’t have had an accident.
But for the sake of so-called glory and achievements, she became immersed in competition, leading to an irreversible result.
(Ah, what are you thinking? This time is completely different from that time.
That Yala is just a petty person, there’s no need to sympathize with her.
Didn’t you hear Mr. Charlton say that as long as you remain silent, you’ll have the opportunity to become a real personal maid? Don’t forget your goal!)
Flora admonished herself in her heart, quickly regained her spirits, and left the storage room.
In the afternoon, after preparing dinner, Yala was instructed by the old butler to go to the study to inform the Crown Prince that it was time to eat.
(The opportunity has come.)
Yala couldn’t help but feel nervous.
She was actually very afraid of the Crown Prince.
The unique murderous aura that the Crown Prince exuded when she greeted him yesterday almost suffocated her.
Her smile immediately froze, and even her teeth were chattering.
To be honest, her first thought was to resign and run away, or at least resign from the position of personal maid.
But she couldn’t do that.
Unlike others, she was actually the eldest daughter in her family.
Her family was facing a crisis, and she needed to open up relations with the Crown Prince’s side.
So she urgently needed to rise in status.
Even if she didn’t want to be a lover at all, for the sake of her family and her loved ones, if there was such an opportunity, she had to fight for it.
As she walked to the second floor, a golden figure flashed through her mind for some reason.
Well, she also knew that her rejection of Flora’s approach was a bit excessive, but she had to stand out among this batch of maids.
Flora, who was far more beautiful than them, was her biggest enemy and had to be suppressed… although she hadn’t been successful in suppressing her.
When she greeted the Crown Prince this morning, her smile wasn’t as stiff, and her voice wasn’t as obviously trembling… but it still couldn’t compare to Flora’s sweet smile and clear voice.
Therefore, she had to seize this opportunity to make up for the gap between her and Flora.
As she was thinking, she found herself in front of the study.
Taking a deep breath, she knocked on the door.
“Prince Ryan, I’m Yala, may I ask—”
The door wasn’t locked, and she accidentally knocked it open.
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This girl is gonna die. RIP. May you not be stupid like the MC. She had plot armor, you don’t girly.