Free Web NovelChapter 531: Chapter 532 You Really Are a Good Person_1
That afternoon, at the reception desk.
"The warden has replied that he will return tomorrow. If you want to see him, you should come back tomorrow," Veronica said expressionlessly to the huge bouquet before her, then added, "Of course, it would be best to come after working hours."
"I see, thank you for telling me," the flower lady said as she emerged from behind the bouquet. Although Veronica had seen her several times, she instinctively held her breath, "He’s coming back tomorrow, that’s really great, my daily waiting hasn’t been in vain."
The smile brimming in the other’s eyes, Veronica judged it to be a genuinely heartfelt smile.
This girl was truly happy at the prospect of seeing the officer; honestly, she didn’t know the exact return date yet but still persisted in coming every day, which showed her perseverance and patience.
"Then today’s bouquet is for you as well. I will order an even better one tomorrow," the woman with the flowers handed over the bouquet.
"I will decorate the entrance with them," Veronica said, keeping her face taut to avoid any change in expression.
The bouquets from the flower lady were getting more and more extravagant, and this time the flowers probably could only be put in a bucket at the entrance for decoration.
"Ah, I’ve also brought a gift..." the flower lady took out a gift box.
"You should give it to him personally tomorrow," Veronica struggled to maintain a calm tone.
"Thank you, Officer Miss. You’re really kind," the other party smiled politely, a beauty that was difficult to dislike. You might feel envious, but you couldn’t deny such beauty from the bottom of your heart.
Veronica watched the woman turn and leave, clutching the bouquet, feeling somewhat uneasy inside.
You’re really kind—this sounded strange indeed.
Minutes later, sitting in the locker room, Veronica hugged her head in immense frustration.
"What a fool! An idiot! Beyond help! Why did I tell her?!" she berated herself internally.
She could have simply turned into the officer and sent the woman away... Although she had tried her best to avoid it, Veronica still felt a twinge of regret.
She reached into her pocket on the inside of her shirt, where a small vial was kept.
This potion was given to her by Aiden; a sip of this Magic Potion would temporarily shift her shapeshifting abilities caused by lycanthropy in another direction, transforming her throat so she could speak languages that didn’t exist in this world.
When she had received the mail from Aiden, the thought of transforming into Aiden to send the flower lady away before Aiden’s return had crossed her mind.
But that thought had only surfaced briefly before she was caught in an inner turmoil.
Inside, a succession of opposing voices resounded.
She was not some special person like the officer; what right did she have to reject a woman’s advances on his behalf?
The potion was entrusted to her by the officer because of his trust; it was unjust to make decisions for someone else for her own selfish reasons.
The other party was her savior after all; doing this... wouldn’t that be repaying kindness with ingratitude?
In the end, she did not act on her initial thought, and received the flower lady as usual.
But on reflection now... there was no need to tell her in advance about the officer’s return, right? Wasn’t that giving the other person a chance to prepare?
But then...
Given that woman’s attributes, even without special preparation, her power to attract men could be described as absolutely irresistible.
A flawless face, a top-notch figure, an elegant voice, and judging by the expensive bouquets she gave every day, she presumably had a substantial income or wealth at her disposal.
Is there really a man in this world who can reject such a perfect woman?
At that thought, Veronica sighed deeply again.
This was a sure loss, wasn’t it?
"Actually, there’s still a chance. To capture a man’s heart, you must first captivate his body!" A succubus’s voice echoed in her head, "Lord Aiden, being so upright, would certainly take his responsibilities seriously."
Her superior was actually returning tonight, and although he hadn’t specified an arrival time, finding an opportune moment to visit his place with a bottle of wine or to wait there would most likely result in meeting him, followed naturally by an invitation into his home for a drink and then—if the atmosphere was right...
At that thought, Veronica couldn’t help but knock on her own head.
She had truly been poisoned by that succubus; even the wicked thoughts at the bottom of her heart began to present themselves in her voice!
Upon calming down and thinking carefully, she realized that her actions were entirely disrupted by Lady Flowers’s invincible face.
After all, it was just a face. Her superior was capable of freely using the divine power to alter appearances and could even teach it to her.
In fact, if her superior had the need, she could transform into the appearance of someone else at any time. Not just the appearance but the clothing too—role-playing and such was also completely—
At that thought, she knocked on her own head again: What a mess of thoughts!
However, an impulsive idea had indeed lodged firmly in the bottom of her heart.
Should she... try transforming into Lady Flowers?
Meanwhile, on the other side of the changing room, another ordinary corrections officer who was preparing to leave work sat motionless in a corner, daring not to breathe too loudly.
She only heard the colleague across the room sighing ceaselessly and for some reason hitting herself twice.
Intuition told her she must absolutely avoid being discovered by the other person; otherwise... she might be silenced.
...
That day, Veronica didn’t take the night shift but returned home normally after her day shift ended.
After double locking the door, she immediately took out the bottle of Magic Potion.
Should she really try it? She hesitated for a moment.
But after only a brief consideration, she opened the bottle and took a sip.
Lady Flowers’s face, so beautiful it seemed almost unreal, was deeply etched in her mind, like a curse. She felt that if she did not attempt this once, she might find it challenging to climb out of the psychological low induced by comparing herself to the other.
She waited for a while and soon the potion took effect, bringing a burning sensation up her throat, accompanied by a sting.
She approached the full-length mirror used for changing and stared at her reflection, which she had seen several times before.
Sure enough, she couldn’t compare to Lady Flowers at all—not to mention, among all the people she had met, no one could hold a candle to that person.
She uttered the divine phrase while picturing Lady Flowers’s image in her mind.
She had just seen her not long ago, and the image was still vivid in her memory. She had practiced the divine phrase a few times; theoretically, it shouldn’t go wrong. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com
The divine phrase immediately took effect, and she watched her reflection in the mirror blur for a moment and then...
Return to its original state.
As if nothing had happened at all.
"Huh?" Veronica stared at her reflection in the mirror, stunned.
