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Upon entering the inner palace, a servant approached Arya and spoke to her, then noticed a hint of curiosity flashing in Clara's eyes as she stood beside Arya.

"Is Father back? I know. Tell Father and the others, I'll be there right away."

"By the way, this is a friend I just met, so I brought her back as a guest."

While chatting casually with her servants, Arya had her guards take all the things she had bought that day back to her room.

She went out shopping today, but ended up with such a great catch as Clara, a prey far more interesting than the others.

She was jealous of everything about him, from his appearance to everything else.

Therefore, she needs to treat her better than she did with the toys she used to play with.

"friend……"

Friends? What friends could these two ladies possibly have? They're probably just some new prey they've brought back.

He glanced deeply at the beautiful white-haired, barefoot girl before him, sighing inwardly. What a pity for such a lovely young woman. But he quickly dismissed it; he'd grown accustomed to it over the years, and just needed to focus on his own tasks.

Occasionally, I can even have a sip of soup with them...

"Clara, my father just returned from out of town. He'll be so happy to know I've made new friends. Come with me to meet him."

After dismissing the servant, Arya turned to Clara and said happily.

Their family is very united, and they all have very similar hobbies, such as tormenting these newcomers who have just arrived in the capital from other places.

Because there is almost no risk involved.

Clara is a prey that not only pleases her, but her father and mother will also be pleased.

"But is this really a good idea? Clara's first time here..."

“My father, mother and I are all very hospitable, so they won’t have any objections.”

Before Clara could refuse, Arya led her to the main hall of the mansion.

Led by Arya, Clara could not refuse and had to follow her. She felt that no one here, from Arya's family of three to the guards and servants, was a good person.

As Arya and I entered the hall, we found that there were already people inside. A man and a woman were sitting in the main seats, and they appeared to be the owners of the mansion, Arya's parents.

The middle-aged man was somewhat overweight, with a kind smile on his face. The woman, on the other hand, was pretty and approachable, her gentle demeanor inspiring goodwill.

"Oh my... why is my darling daughter so happy today?"

"Oh, Arya, you brought people back again?"

Upon seeing Arya's return, the noble couple were very warm and friendly, their eyes filled with loving affection as they looked at their daughter.

Looking at it this way, they really do seem to be a very harmonious family of three.

When they noticed that Arya had brought Clara back with her, they were slightly taken aback, never expecting that their daughter would bring back such a beautiful little girl this time.

This kind of prey is very rare!

But without a doubt, such prey is all the more exciting.

Then, the alluring young woman, with her slender figure, turned her gaze to her husband. Sure enough, his reaction was even more blatant; his lust was fully revealed, and he almost lost his facade of gentleness.

Not to mention compared to the country folk my daughter used to bring home, it would be hard to find such a beauty even in the top places in the capital.

If I were to die from playing for just a few days, I'd probably be reluctant to let it go!

Noticing her father's loss of composure, Arya's beautiful face twisted in a jealous and resentful expression. She knew it... no man could resist such a vixen.

However, she quickly hid herself again. Regardless of what she did, she was just prey for their family from now on. Since Father liked it, let him have his fun.

Arya forced herself to appear cute again, deliberately coughing a few times to remind her father before beginning her introduction.

“Father, Mother, this is Clara, a friend I just met. She's encountered some difficulties, so I thought I could help her.”

"Oh, it's Miss Clara. Welcome...you're very welcome to my home."

Arya's voice jolted the two of them awake, and the atmosphere gradually became more lively. However, Clara had already seen all of their expressions.

Arya's father skillfully concealed the desire in his eyes within his smile, which also made him appear very enthusiastic.

"Yes, although Arya helps many people, it's rare to find a true friend like her. We should stay a little longer, have dinner, and stay for a few more days before leaving."

It's still early. Good things take time, and it's best to do them in the evening. Besides, some things haven't been prepared yet...

They sometimes prefer the other person's surprised expression to taking direct action.

Chapter 16 The Prey in Sight

Clara was "forced" to stay there by the warm hospitality of Arya's family.

Especially after learning that she was staying in a small hotel, and that the area wasn't very safe, they figured it was better for her to stay with them until she was settled in the capital. Arya would have company, and they wouldn't be short of food.

The rest of the time, Arya took Clara to her room and found her a pair of shoes, but they didn't fit.

Arya said she would take the girl to buy new things tomorrow, but that was just an excuse. She never wanted to give her things to a stranger like that, and she didn't want to take her shopping.

Besides, she doesn't have a tomorrow. Tonight is the time to close the net. After pretending for so long, she can't wait any longer.

Suppressing her inner anticipation, Arya then led Clara to arrange an empty room for her.

The arrangements from top to bottom were very thoughtful, and there was nothing amiss. However, the occasional glances from the guards and servants towards the girl were filled with other thoughts.

It's fair to say they were all incredibly patient in order to provide a better experience.

Then it got to night.

Arya invited Clara to dine with her. When they arrived, the noble couple from the mansion were already there, with servants by their side and guards standing watch outside the door.

"Miss Clara, please make yourself at home."

The host warmly invited Clara to sit down, but his gaze toward the girl was as if he were sizing up prey.

He had prepared a great deal of things beforehand for the pleasures to come. He glanced at his daughter Arya with satisfaction; she was truly his good daughter, bringing back such excellent prey.

As for her father's gaze, Arya simply smiled cruelly behind Clara's back, no longer pretending to be kind.

"So abundant..."

After sitting down, Clara looked at the dinner on the table in front of her and found it to be very lavish. There was chicken, duck, fish, and meat—almost everything imaginable.

While cannibalism was rampant elsewhere, the nobles in the capital had grown tired of feasting and began to exploit the lives of others to satisfy their perverse and twisted interests.

While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone.

"Let's eat first, don't be shy... make yourself at home."

The male host spoke kindly, then started eating himself, clearly indicating that he hadn't put any drugs in the food; there was no need for that.

They needed to eat their fill to have the energy to continue, and seeing that the others had started eating, Clara finally stopped being polite.

At this moment, the master gave a wink to the servant beside him, who immediately understood and soon brought out a bowl of fresh soup.

"Master, this is the white jade black chicken soup that you asked me to prepare specially."

"Hmm, it does look quite good. Let's give Miss Clara a bowl first."

The master smelled it, was very satisfied, and then spoke to the servant.

The stuff inside isn't some secret medicine or poison, but something much more interesting that will greatly enhance the fun of the upcoming projects.

It was something he specially prepared for the beautiful young woman in front of him.

"Yes."

Upon hearing this, the servant took out an empty bowl, filled it for Clara, and placed it in front of her.

"Miss Clara, please enjoy your meal."

"This is a good thing, very nourishing, perfect for a girl like you, Clara. Try it and see how it goes."

Seeing that Clara was staring at the soup bowl without moving, the host smiled and began to talk about the benefits of the soup.

"No need, Clara doesn't like soup."

Although Clara is young, it doesn't mean she's stupid. She naturally understands that there's something wrong with the soup and wouldn't drink it even without Schwarz's reminder.

He was just focused on eating his food.

Compared to the food stalls outside, Arya's food is indeed much better.

Seeing that Clara wasn't taking the bait, the man frowned; this wasn't what he wanted to see. An outsider, so ungrateful.

He then gestured to Arya, asking her to help persuade them.

"Just have a little bit of Clara. It's delicious and good for your health. My father specially had it made for us; we don't usually get to drink it."

Noticing her father's gaze, Arya smiled and began to persuade Clara. She was well aware of her father's purpose, but she had no objections.

As long as you don't break it and end up not being able to play anymore, it's fine.

"Is that so?"

Listening to Arya's constant urging to drink some and praising its benefits, Clara hesitated for a moment before saying very seriously, "Such a good thing, Clara can't drink it. I just need to eat vegetables."

"Miss Arya should drink more."

"you......"

Upon hearing this, Arya's expression changed instantly. She almost couldn't hold back and was about to take action, no longer wanting to play along.

The male homeowner standing to the side also looked extremely grim. This stuff was specially meant for the beautiful young woman in front of him; why was his daughter drinking it?

"Although the food is good, Arya drinks it at home all the time, while Miss Clara rarely comes over, so please don't be shy!"

The mature lady stepped in to explain, and her smile made it easy for people to lower their guard.

"Yes, I drink it often. I know it works well, so I recommended it to you, Clara. Look at your body... you're so thin, you really need to eat more."

Arya realized what was happening and could only grit her teeth and say that she drank this stuff all the time. Then she looked at Clara's body, feigning concern for her.

Clara looks a little thin; she'd be healthier if she were a bit heavier.

However, many men just like this kind of thing, and they don't feel that way anymore when they gain weight.