Sylvia's POV:

"No, there's nothing going on between us," I quickly denied and threw the card back into the box to hide it.

But Flora squinted suspiciously and touched her chin. "If you two are not in love, why does he have to give you such a precious gift? Just the dress alone is from a top luxury brand that even rich werewolves can't easily buy, not to mention the jewelry and other accessories. All of them are invaluable."

As she spoke, she slowly approached me. "I also heard that you lived in Prince Rufus' palace before you entered the academy."

I swallowed hard, stunned by her words. I didn't expect that she could be this sharp at times.

"Flora, let me explain. I..."

intimate interaction with each other? Prince Rufus always looks cold and abstinent in public. But what does he look like in private?

became. She even shook my hand and added, "Come on,

hand and smiled awkwardly. I couldn't help recalling those moments I spent with Rufus. The first time he picked me up in his arms, the high temperature of his palms, his gaze at me when he spoke, his smell, and his heartbeat... Everything seemed to be engraved in my bones and

Flora wouldn't

course not! Will you please stop assuming?" I covered my hot face. Remembering that brief kiss we had shared that day made me feel like I was burning. "You're lying." Flora seemed to feel that she had

"Don't make fun of me, Flora. I really have nothing

think that you and Prince Rufus are a perfect match. It

don't forget that I'm just a slave. I have no right to even dream of being

as you love each

of bitterness surged up in my heart. Love was such an extravagant word, and I never dared to

matter how much I liked him, I couldn't say

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