Chapter 111: Perfect Fragrance Alibi ( Lucrezia’s POV )
"You look pretty."
"No, darling, I look beautiful. But you were always simple-minded."
"Still as mean as always."
"Seems like your hands are still lingering as if you were young again."
It wasn’t a surprise to me just how fast the Prime Minister fumbled on the night of his death.
I’ve always taught Clara to strike men only in two periods of time in their lives for the best results-
Young and inexperienced.
Old enough to go coffin shopping.
The logistics behind it were quite simple. When a man is young and just popped his little empty head into the business field, the first thing he will do is look for alliances. Knowing the right people means power.
Yet, the moment a man desperately grabs connections is the perfect moment to go for the kill.
Impressionable and lacking, if you throw just a few compliments and bring him two or three investors, he’ll be in your debt. Because he wants to be.
Since the beginning of time, men have craved two types of women: the motherly figure who takes care of them and the tease. The woman in red lipstick and high heels who promises a good time with no obligation. The wife who gives it all and obeys and the mistress who plays around and dominates.