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

Chapter 81: Chapter 81: The Reclaimed Engagement (2)

Lucien pursed his lips, glancing once at Mrs. Vance and then at Dominic before mumbling softly, "Thank you. But Miles... with this matter blowing up so drastically, it will surely affect him..."

"Ignore him, he is hardly a decent person anyway." Mrs. Vance rolled her eyes, then looked at the young man before her, breaking into a fond smile: "People like him will never wake up unless they are taught a harsh lesson. As for you... whatever your true nature was before, just continue being exactly like that."

Lucien widened his eyes into perfect circles as he looked at the middle-aged woman in front of him. Meanwhile, Mrs. Vance casually ruffled his hair, her fingers briefly grazing his right ear that had long since lost its hearing. Lucien’s eyes grew even wider, seemingly caught completely off guard by why she would touch his ear.

"I know you are not the kind of child who is so saintly as to repay malice with kindness, being gentle to those who have harmed you. Our family has no need for people who merely pretend to be meek and innocent, so you do not have to force yourself to put on such an act either."

My goodness, the older the ginger, the spicier it truly gets, she had thoroughly seen right through his fabricated innocent facade without him even realizing it. Acting as if his wicked thoughts had just been exposed, Lucien bowed his head and twisted the hem of his shirt. "I... I am sorry..."

"You have done nothing wrong, so why apologize?" Mrs. Vance patted his shoulder: "As long as you harbor no malicious intent to harm others, that is enough. But if someone crosses you, remember that you must know how to protect yourself."

After speaking, Mrs. Vance headed upstairs to her room, mentioning that she had matters to attend to in the afternoon and could not spend more time with the two of them. Thus, only Lucien and Dominic remained in the living room. The man had been silent the entire time, quietly observing the boy. Only when Mrs. Vance departed did Dominic lean down, gently grasping Lucien’s chin to tilt his face upwards.

"What were you planning to say just now? ’I can’ do what exactly?"

Lucien looked up at the man, blinking his eyes: "Do you want me to tell the truth... or..."

"Let me hear both options."

"Perhaps I would have pretended to tell you that as long as Miles truly loves you, I could gracefully step aside, so long as you are happy."

"Hmm?" Dominic arched a brow: "And the truth?"

"The truth is, I was just putting on a pitiful act to garner your sympathy." After all, since Mrs. Vance had already laid things out so plainly, desperately trying to maintain the persona of a benevolent saint repaying grudges with grace would be a bit too much.

"And the real truth?" The man’s fingertips slowly traced across Lucien’s cheek, and for some inexplicable reason, Lucien perceived the gesture as a subtle threat. Lucien swallowed hard, his gaze drifting far away, almost as if he were staring at an impending, catastrophic failure in his own future.

"Then... I would just let go. I cannot compete against him, nor would I be able to survive it."

If Lucien were to lose in this battle for dominance, there was no doubt that Miles would never leave him in peace. From beginning to end, Lucien’s tranquility fundamentally stemmed from Dominic’s protective shelter.

Without it, Miles could very well torment him to the grave.

"Do not let me hear such words again." Dominic withdrew his hand and stood up straight: "I know perfectly well who I have chosen. You have no need to worry about groundless things."

Saying that, he turned and walked away first, leaving Lucien sitting alone on the sofa. Lucien raised a hand to gently rub his chin, the corners of his lips curving upward into a faint, calculating smile. He had nearly overplayed his hand just now, but it did not matter, everything remained firmly within his control.

[Main storyline quest, completion rate: 51%.]

That same evening, Lucien returned to Dominic’s private villa. His entire body felt utterly exhausted, yet his mind remained unusually sharp. He sprawled across the sofa as his phone buzzed with relentless waves of notifications. Social media was still boiling over due to Mrs. Vance’s leaked video, but he knew perfectly well that this was merely the prelude.

Miles Sinclair would never stay silent.

And exactly as predicted, less than two hours later, a lengthy post materialized on Miles’s personal page.

It was a massive, tear-stained open letter that beat around the bush without stating anything directly.

[I once saw someone say this: the one who is unloved is the true third party. I watched many people hurl curses at the person who uttered this phrase, yet that person still frantically clung to his perspective. At first, I could not understand why anyone would be so fiercely stubborn about it. Was not the very theory he defended inherently flawed? But now, I finally understand.]

[Because from the very start, this was fundamentally a commercial marriage. When a union is forged out of a mere promise, how could there possibly be any real love? I do not know who came first and who came after, I only know that the person who was originally engaged was me. I am the one who was here first.]

[It is truly a pity that, in the end, the affection did not stem from my side, and the person receiving all the love was not me. As it turns out, that position can be swapped just like that, and the unloved one is cast aside to become nothing more than a despicable third party.]

[But clearly, in those years, my mother was the one who was genuinely loved. Yet, the person who later stepped through the doors of the Sinclair family turned out to be someone else. How could my mother, the one who was truly loved, still be branded as the third party?]

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