Alpha Damien’s Trouble Maker Novel

Chapter 129 Evelyn 58 55 vouchers I clenched my fists until my knuckles blanched, my heart slamming so violently against my ribs it felt ready to break free. I stared at the two cunning foxes before me, every instinct screaming that I should accept my fate and endure whatever they intended for me. But something deep inside me refused to yield. If it were my lady, she wouldn't back down. Lady Selene would never give her enemies what they wanted. She would stay calm, and turn the situation around until they were the ones regretting everything.

I took a steady breath and lifted my head, forcing myself to meet their eyes. When I spoke again, my voice was far calmer than before. "You want to search me?" I said, letting a faint smile touch my lips. "Fine. Go ahead. I'll let you." Emily blinked, Arthur's smirk faltered at my words, and even the servants nearby froze, staring at me as if I had lost my mind. Emily studied me closely, suspicion flickering in her eyes before her lips curved into a cold smile. "Are you sure about that?" she asked. "You know what happens if we search you and find Lady Sienna's necklace.

A servant caught stealing doesn't get mercy." "I know," I replied evenly, raising my voice so everyone could hear. "And I'm not afraid, because you won't find anything, neither on me nor in my room." Emily scoffed. "We'll see about that." She turned sharply to the others. "Girls, search her." A few servants stepped forward, but before any of them could touch me, Arthur laughed softly. "Why bother them, Emily?" he said, his gaze sliding over me in a way that made my skin crawl. "I can do it myself." I didn't flinch. I met his eyes directly.

"There's no need for that." Before anyone could react, I reached for the ties of my simple outer dress and loosened them, letting the fabric slip down. Gasps rippled through the small crowd. Some of the women turned their faces away in embarrassment, and even Emily looked momentarily stunned, clearly not expecting me to take such a bold step. "Is she crazy?" someone whispered loudly. "Does she really want to undress in front of everyone, especially when a man is here?" Another voice followed, dripping with disdain. "What a disgrace.

How does she expect any man to want her after this?" I ignored them all. In this pack, women were expected to keep themselves covered, wrapped in layers of cloth. To show skin was to invite shame, and mark yourself as unworthy of a mate, respect, and protection. But one thing my lady had taught me, one thing I would never forget, was that none of that mattered. 12:29 Tue, Feb 3 ... Chapter 129 Who cared if they saw me? Who cared if no one ever wanted me? 20 59 265 vouchers At the end of the day, my life belonged to Lady Selene. My loyalty, my future, my very breath were hers.

I couldn't afford to die here, framed and humiliated, because people like Emily wanted to feel powerful. So I slowly tugged my outer dress down, leaving myself in only my thin inner layer. It was modest enough, but there was nowhere to hide anything beneath it. "Is this enough for you now?" Emily stared at me for a long moment, then burst out laughing. "Hahaha! gods, you really are just as crazy as your mistress. I didn't think you'd actually do it." I didn't respond to her mockery. "Is it enough?" I asked again. She tilted her head, her smile widening.

"Oh, it's fine." I pulled my dress back on slowly, deliberately ignoring the way Arthur's gaze lingered on me. When I was properly dressed again, I turned to leave. "I'll be taking my leave now." "Oh, not so fast," Emily said. "We still need to search your chamber. I never said the necklace had to be on you." My hand tightened around the basin I had been holding, but I didn't let my face change. I turned to her and said evenly, "Search however you want." I led the way to my room. When I opened the door, a wave of awe and envy echoed around the servants behind me.

Compared to most servant quarters, mine was larger, cleaner, and more comfortable. I even had a bed. It was expected for them to be jealous. My lady didn't treat me like a servant but her sister. Even Emily's expression flickered for a brief second before she masked it again. "On Lady Sienna's orders, this servant's room is to be thoroughly searched," she announced. "Check every corner." The other women nodded eagerly, rushing in, clearly more than happy to tear through my small sanctuary if it meant earning favor.

Drawers were yanked open and dumped onto the floor, their contents scattered without a second thought. The small table by my bed was overturned, the items on it crashing down with a sharp clatter. My blankets were ripped away, my pillow thrown aside, and even the little corner where I kept my things neatly stacked was torn apart. They didn't spare anything. I stood there and watched it all without a word, my face still calm. There was no point reacting. Anger would only give them what they wanted. 12:29 Tue, Feb 3 MP Chapter 129 42 65 vouchers Arthur seemed entertained by my silence.

He leaned lazily against the wall, crossing his arms as his eyes flicked over me. "She's calmer than I expected," he said to Emily, a smirk playing on his lips. Emily shot me a sharp glare, her expression darkening. "Calm?" she scoffed. "Let's see how long she can keep that up." Suddenly, one of the servants froze, holding something up in her hand. "I-is this the necklace?" The room went quiet. Everyone turned to look at the item glinting in her palm. My brows knitted together instantly. I stepped forward and snatched it from her hand without hesitation.

"Don't touch that." "Where did you get this?" Emily demanded. "I don't know why any of you think it's your business, but my lady gave this to me." A murmur spread through the room. "Lady Selene bought it for her?" someone whispered. "That necklace is extremely expensive," another added. "Why would a noble lady buy something like that for a servant?" I didn't bother responding. They wouldn't understand. None of them ever would. My lady wasn't like the others. She didn't see us as tools or disposable hands. She treated her people as family, people she intended to protect, no matter the cost.

Emily's frown deepened. "Enough talking!" she snapped. "Search properly. Find what I told you to find!" The servants hurriedly nodded and resumed tearing through my already ruined room, their movements frantic now, as if afraid of what it would mean if they failed. Time passed, and one by one, they stopped. "There's nothing here," one of them said hesitantly. Emily stiffened. "What?" She spun toward them. "What do you mean there's nothing here? I told her to put it She cut herself off abruptly, and her gaze snapped to me. I was smiling. "You-" she started, her face twisting with anger.

"If you think you can frame me, you're deadly wrong. I crossed my arms, meeting her glare without flinching. "After all, my lady is Selene Bloodrose, the Moonborn." Editorial board Editorial Board: Our editorial team works behind the scenes to refine each chapter, maintain consistency, and deliver the best reading experience.