Chapter 330: Mary Sue Gets Brutally Dominated by the Evil Mother, How the Suffering Hero Was Made (2)
Sophia walked around the table and stood right in front of Lilith.
Her full, curvy figure, that arrogant yet seductive gaze, her tall frame, and that dangerously sexy mature-woman hairstyle.
All of it exuded overwhelming dominance.
That closeness, that pressure—it was intense.
Lilith couldn't help but tense up, her scalp tingling as she instinctively tried to take a step back.
"Since you're so insistent, let's test whether you've improved lately!"
Sophia obviously didn't mean academics.
She meant something else entirely.
Like, how skilled she was at playing with men.
Lilith thought back to how obedient Shia had been lately, how he'd even confessed on his own initiative.
Her confidence came rushing back.
Sure, her body might not be as developed yet, but when it came to messing with men, she had loads of experience!
This? Easy win.
"Fine!"
Seeing the confidence in Lilith's eyes, Sophia just chuckled softly.
Your childhood sweetheart already betrayed you, and you're still this cocky.
"If you pass the test, I'll do as you wish and won't touch your things. How about that?"
Lilith's eyes lit up.
She didn't care about the dog.
But what's hers can only belong to her.
And on that front, she had absolute confidence.
"Deal."
Lilith held out her hand, making a fist with just her pinky sticking out.
Sophia rolled her eyes.
"How old are you? Still doing pinky promises?"
But she still hooked her pinky with hers.
If Lilith's accusations before came from anger, then now, it was full-blown competitiveness.
This kind of competitiveness had nothing to do with age or status!
"So how do we compete?"
Lilith was fired up, fists clenched, ready to go.
"Since you're so confident, why not let your childhood sweetheart be the judge? What do you think?"
"I don't mind being the one at a disadvantage."
"Like you said, he's yours."
Lilith was ecstatic inside, though her face wore another expression entirely.
"Wouldn't that be unfair to you?"
I've basically already won, haven't I?
Sophia looked at her dumb daughter getting all smug and couldn't help but scoff silently.
Still such an idiot. Blind confidence.
The one he really loves—is me~.
Between you and me, unless I say so, you think he'd choose you?
"That's the challenge."
Every plan feels great at the start.
Lilith was full of confidence, thinking she wouldn't lose.
But... how could it be that easy?
In terms of figure and size, she was a total loss.
So physical attributes? Not even a contest.
As for presence?
Even though Lilith thought she carried herself well, in front of her mother, she got crushed like dust.
Sophia just walked a few graceful steps, her swaying elegance alone completely outclassed a young girl's awkward charm.
As if by accident, she let her handkerchief drop while walking past Shia.
Shia bent down to pick it up and looked at the blonde beauty's back.
His eyes locked on her figure, and he couldn't help but call out.
"Aunt Sophia..."
Sophia turned back, her soft, curvy body slowly twisting, her elegant swan-like neck leading the motion.
Her glance back with a gentle smile? Instant kill!
Shia admired the noble beauty's graceful seduction, secretly sighing inside.
Yet his hand reached out.
"You dropped your handkerchief."
Sophia seemed to only now realize, then patted her body, searching.
Her delicate fingers brushed along her curves—a simple motion, but dripping with allure.
When she confirmed she didn't have it, she showed a touch of bashful embarrassment.
A mature beauty revealing such a girlish expression didn't feel strange at all—it only made her even more irresistible.
"Thank you, good boy."
She reached for the handkerchief from Shia's hand.
Her fingertip seemed to brush against the center of his palm.
That tiny touch felt like a feather tracing across his heart—ticklish and teasing.
Shia instinctively wanted to follow her movement.
Sophia was very pleased by his reaction.
She lowered her head, smiled faintly, and when she turned away, seemed to glance at Lilith.
Lilith clenched her fists, trembling with anger under her mother's gaze.
Even though she didn't want to admit it...
This whole master-level handling of people, every expression, every accidental move under total control—she... hadn't learned any of it yet.
This was a fully upgraded version of herself!
How the hell was she supposed to win?
According to their agreement, Lilith wasn't allowed to speak.
She could only watch to see if Shia would loyally serve her as his fiancée.
That little "accident" just now was merely a test in the art of interaction.
And clearly, judging from Shia's reaction, Sophia passed this round.
A complete and utter domination!
Just from that brief contact, Lilith could study it for two weeks.
And this was just the beginning—Lilith was already struggling.
After Shia waited for Sophia to sit and received an invitation to sit as well, he finally asked his question.
"Aunt Sophia, what did you need me for?"
Sophia gave him a slight pout.
Her eyes full of words left unsaid.
With orchid fingers, she waved her handkerchief gently.
A light fragrance drifted toward Shia.
The scent was intoxicating.
But it faded quickly, leaving him wanting more.
"Can't I come see you even without a reason?"
Shia looked down and smiled shyly.
"I just wanted to finish the task you gave me as soon as possible."
"The task is secondary. You're a living, breathing person."
"Huh?"
Sophia placed a hand on her neck and shifted uncomfortably.
"I think I may have overworked myself lately."
Shia immediately stood up.
"Then let me help you relax."
Sophia sent a smug look toward the hidden Lilith.
She lounged lazily on her beauty couch, shamelessly showing off her luscious, curvy figure.
After settling into a comfortable position, she beckoned to Shia.
He didn't hesitate. Hearing his future mother-in-law wasn't feeling well, and remembering yesterday's experience, he stepped forward without question.
"Aunt Sophia, let me help you relax."
Sophia let go of her neck and smiled sweetly, eyes twinkling with kindness.
"Good boy. Am I troubling you too much?"
Shia was already standing behind her, voice warm with a smile.
"How could serving Aunt Sophia be a trouble?
"It's my honor."
Sophia closed her eyes slightly.
"Didn't you just work all day? Asking you to do this too, isn't that too much?"
"Serving Aunt Sophia is something I want to do."
"I'm a bit thirsty."
"Then I'll go get you some tea?"
Shia was about to get up to move.
But Sophia grabbed his hand, not letting go.
"Forget it, drinking water right now would be a hassle."
"Then I'll go slice some fruit for you."
This time, Sophia released his hand.
Only she looked slightly embarrassed.
"You're Lilith's childhood friend after all. Me asking you to do these things, would it make you unhappy?"
Shia didn't hesitate one bit.
"Why would I be unhappy?
"If it weren't for you, Aunt Sophia, who knows where I'd be now."