The System Keeps Making Me Do Indecent Missions [BL, R18]

Chapter 21: Chapter 21: A Flawless Performance

Using the butler’s words as leverage, Mr. Sinclair immediately seized the opportunity, slamming his hand down heavily on the table with a loud bang.

"Lucien! Where on earth did you learn such shameless, despicable behavior?!" Mr. Sinclair roared, donning the hypocritical mask of a strict father disciplining his spoiled child: "The Sinclair family has maintained our reputation for so many years, yet we have bred a brazen piece of trash like you! You are jealous of your brother, so you deliberately schemed to use your body to ruin his engagement, right? Get out here, kneel down, and apologize to Miles this instant!"

Having said that, he turned to look at Dominic Vance, lowering his voice to appear understanding and reasonable: "Dominic, I know you were driven out of your mind by this vixen using dirty tricks. A man playing around a little on the outside, I can understand. But you must consider the big picture, the honor of both our families. Miles is the one rightfully and legitimately engaged to you. Do not let a cheap plaything ruin your entire future."

Sitting beside him, Miles also bit his lip softly, shedding aggrieved tears as he looked at Dominic, waiting for the man to coax him, waiting for the moment Lucien would be trampled into the deepest mud like a stray dog.

All the pressure, every spearhead of the attack was pointed directly at Lucien, forcing the young man into a corner with no way out.

Lucien shrank back into his chair, his frail body trembling violently like a withered leaf in the face of a fierce storm. Unable to hold back the tears any longer, transparent drops raced each other down his pale cheeks, falling with a quiet patter onto the back of his tightly clenched hands. His lips, red and swollen from being bitten and sucked during the passion moments ago, trembled slightly, emitting choked, sobbing sounds.

Amidst that tense atmosphere, he lifted his red, tear-filled eyes, looking straight at Mr. Sinclair: "You says... that I stripped off my clothes, offered myself on a silver platter, and took the initiative to climb into bed to seduce Dominic...?"

His voice was tiny, shattered by his crying, yet it was enough for everyone in the vast, magnificent dining room to hear distinctly. Lucien let out a faint, miserable laugh, his falling tears glistening like broken crystal beads.

"Look at me, Father..." Lucien choked out, his frail shoulders quivering uncontrollably: "With this little strength of mine... if it were truly me stripping down and offering myself up... then what on earth could I use to force Dominic Vance?"

His wet eyes swept over the gradually stiffening expression of the butler, then stopped at Mr. Sinclair: "Could I alone... force him into bed, force such a mature, powerful man to do something he did not want to do?"

Just a single sentence managed to expose the cheap slander that had just been fabricated, suddenly rendering it entirely ridiculous and full of holes. In truth, it would have been perfectly flawless if Dominic had cooperated with them. After all, everything was merely a stepping stone for Dominic to rightfully push all the blame onto Lucien’s head.

But despite calculating so much, they had failed to account for the fact that Dominic was currently much more satisfied with Lucien.

Furthermore, regarding this marriage agreement, the man had the complete right to change his partner. They were both members of the Sinclair family. What difference did it make whether it was Lucien Sinclair or Miles Sinclair?

But at this moment, Dominic still had no intention of speaking up. It did not matter if he stayed silent. Lucien felt he could perfectly carry on acting out this theatrical play by himself.

And so, he raised his red eyes, brimming with sorrow, and looked directly at Mr. Sinclair. The youth bit down on his lower lip until it bled, seamlessly transitioning into the role of a child shunned by his family.

"Father... am I not your son?" Drop after drop of tears rolled down his cheeks, his voice laden with countless suppressed grievances and resentment: "From childhood until now, you have never given me a single day of peace. But I am still your own flesh and blood... Would you truly rather believe the fabricated lies of a servant, rather believe that your own biological son is despicable and shameless... than simply look and see how much pain and humiliation I am suffering right now?"

Mr. Sinclair’s face turned pale, then green. Naturally, it was not out of any sense of guilt; after all, most parents inherently believed they were the ones in the right. His expression was unsightly simply because Lucien dared to speak of this matter in front of Dominic Vance, causing the older man to lose face.

If this were not inside Dominic’s villa, he would have slapped Lucien long ago and forced him to his knees to apologize to Miles.

[Ding! Detecting a fluctuation in the male lead’s emotional value. The aphrodisiac prop from last time has been triggered for a second time. Please pay attention to the duration, Host, to avoid the lingering scent dispersing for too long, which might affect others.]

System 000’s mechanical, serious tone rang out and then went completely silent, no longer possessing the gossipy demeanor it had just moments before.

Immediately, Lucien felt a faint wave of heat rising from his lower abdomen. Under the lights, his inherently pale skin suddenly flushed with a layer of exquisitely alluring pink.

His breathing grew hurried and erratic, his wet eyes coated in a hazy mist. He appeared weak, yet he radiated a fatally captivating charm. The combination of tragic despair and an unconcealable state of arousal made Lucien currently look like a crushed night-blooming cereus in a heavy storm, tempting people to reach out and pluck it.

As for Dominic, the man who had been sitting in silence the entire time observing this whole theatrical play, he could finally no longer sit idly by and watch for another second.

Clang!

The chopsticks in Dominic’s hand were thrown forcefully onto the table, crashing against the porcelain plate and creating a sharp, deafening noise.

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