Chapter 32: Meeting His Highness
"You need to behave there." Oriana smiled at the knight offering her hand as she entered the carriage. Olivia followed, lowering her head.
"After pressing my nerves so much and enjoying the meal like you have been starving recently, I hope you leave a good impression on his highness. It was hard to invite him. He must like you Olivia." Olivia paused. A dark memory flashing in front of her eyes.
She had no doubt that Edward would agree to take her to the palace. But about liking her..
"You are nothing but a beautiful vase with no essence, Olivia. Even if you have a kind heart, you are not for me. I have already endured enough, you should leave now." his words had broken her heart in her past life.
Living with him for a year, she had believed that he would eventually marry her. Or at least keep her as a concubine. He was so kind to her on occasion and cold to her too. As she remembered Abi and Oriana’s interaction, she couldn’t help but compare Abi to herself.
"I will try my best. I am sure your maids would confirm it for you." the maid sitting on the other side flinched. Her face turned red instantly.
"Olivia! The maid is to take care of you. She would help you in dressing up and putting on make -up like today." Oriana held Olivia’s hands in her palm and patted it. "Men only care about two things when it comes to women. Even the shrewd and cold man who lacks emotions is not an exception. As long as you look beautiful and boost their pride, they will love you.
She will make sure that you look beautiful. As a perfect trophy which he could show to the public and enjoy in private too. And you have to make sure that you boost his pride. It is simple. Isn’t it? Think Olivia, then you would not have to live like a commoner in a noble’s palace. You would be a royalty. Those who had looked down on you and ignored you in my parties would bow down in front of you." Her words were like the words of a siren.
Oriana knew how to touch the weak points of a person and show them the world they desire. Olivia could see how Oriana’s voice was dreamy. Alas! Power was not her dream or Oriana’s words would have worked.