Jillian Hayden continued standing in the place she was left, not knowing what to do.
She had thought the City Lord would've immediately made his move from his lust reaching the peak and thrown her to the bed, but it seemed different as he seemed occupied with something else. It allowed her to regain her breath and calm herself down.
'Since I am here, might as well see what's going on…'
She finally gathered enough courage to jump and glide towards him, her figure able to cause countless to fall for her. Since she was unveiled by that cheek grab, her face was also fully revealed.
She hovered near the edge of the bed with her tantalizing figure, her long legs attracting City Lord's gaze.
However, he merely shot a glance before going back to his studies.
Jillian Hayden was also curious.
She peeked at the scrolls and wondered what kind of secrets lay behind this secret technique. Inwardly, she had already cursed a few times that he was a roach who deserved to get crushed under the foot of the Supreme One or the Divine Emperor of Death, whom they seemed to be talking about.
She didn't expect the Supreme One to appear, but a calamity like the Divine Emperor of Death could appear anytime, right?
Her luck was already so abysmal, inviting this kind of disaster to herself.
Time passed.
Ten minutes passed just like that, making Jillian Hayden finally frown.
She felt a long time had passed in this suffocating atmosphere, yet this old coot hadn't even shot a look at her again, his gaze firmly embedded on a roach.
She was less than a roach?
What kind of humiliation ritual was this? She couldn't understand.
This old coot thought this would put her in her place?
Suddenly, she found her presence here was unneeded. Perhaps this old coot was no longer interested in her?
Jillian Hayden's heart shook.
What should've made her glad made her feel chilled to the core.
This sounded even more miserable than when the old coot needed her. After all, abandoned women would face a fate worse than death than those who still had a use. This City Lord had a lot of subordinates. Even if he didn't throw her to them as a reward to them, he might just throw her to the hungry men in the City Lord Manor's forces just to break her.
She pursed her lips, nearly finding herself crying at the outcome if she didn't open her mouth right now.
"Are you not interested in me anymore?"
City Lord Davis didn't respond, still immersed in the way of the roach, reading it multiple times just to find a breakthrough, an insight where he could develop this technique without having to crawl.
There should be a way.
After all, he didn't need to imitate Nadia's wolf movement form to imitate her concealment technique. Those who imitated the form merely made it easier for themselves to unleash it. Davis also learned many basic forms of beast arts, whether it be a combat or movement technique, but what didn't look cool didn't look cool, so even if he was caught with his pants down, he wouldn't get caught crawling like this!
"I won't please you, but if you insist on forcing yourself, I can't resist either."
A melodious yet trembling voice resounded in his ears.
He still didn't look her way and ignored her. He even got irritated by this woman's audacity to peek at what he was learning.
Just the images drawn on the scroll were enough to imbue second-hand embarrassment in anyone who was reading it.
But his patience and tolerance level were good, so he didn't bother himself.
Another five minutes passed before Jillian Hayden landed on the ground and looked at him with red eyes, her thoughts having run wild as she resigned herself to being abandoned and facing a fate worse than death.
"Can you at least give back the family heirloom to my family?"
She forcefully smiled as she asked, the hate in her eyes barely concealed.
City Lord Davis finally raised his head and turned to look at her.
As expected, dolled up and dressed neatly, she really did look like a Young Mistress belonging to a wealthy family.
He moved his gaze away from her and continued reading, but opened his mouth.
"Why do you even bother after you were ruthlessly abandoned by them?"
Jillian Hayden's pupils quivered, his words reviving the painful emotions she tried hard to suppress. She took a deep breath and answered.
"There is only one way for me to derive meaning in being here, and that's to keep my family safe from your grasp."
"Aren't you audacious now?" City Lord Davis chuckled, "When good women are forced to be someone's plaything by their own family, they should just cease to exist as a family at that point. Why do you still think of them?"
Jillian Hayden didn't answer. Her green eyes revealed a cold gaze that revealed that she would like nothing more than to brutally murder him.
"Since all masks had come off, what's the point of acting?" She asked boldly, finally finding some solace in courting death again.
City Lord Davis closed his eyes and pursed his lips, nearly bursting out laughing.
"Who told you all the masks had come off?"
"…?"
Jillian Hayden couldn't understand. There were still currents unknown to her?
Before she could ask anything, he went back to his studies, only managing to further infuriate her.
Still, she didn't deign to lower herself to him. She still stood by the side, intending to court death now that it came to this level.
"You seemed like you knew Venerable Knight Lussandra would attack, or did you signal for her to attack?" She asked the most curious question that popped into her head.
"Former. She's hovering around here like a lost cause."