Devilish secretary - Chapter 314

Chapter 314: Chapter 314 Sweet dad
Lilith was deep in sleep, her face half-squished into the pillow, hair a wild mess, when her phone rang with the loudest ringtone ever—something she forgot she set at 2 a.m. sleepily.

Rrrriinnggg! Rrrriinnggg!

She groaned like she was rising from the grave. “Sir Sparkleton! Pick it up!”

Without missing a beat, Sir Sparkleton—who had been standing nearby with a mop in one hand and a duster in the other snapped to attention.

He dropped the mop.

Then calmly walked over and picked up the phone with perfect posture, holding it like it was some royal device.

“Hello! Who is speaking! I am Sir Sparkleton, professional butler of Miss Lilith!” he said in a dramatic, robotic tone that echoed through the room.

On the other end, Nina stared at her phone like she accidentally called a sci-fi helpline.

“…Are you a robot?” Nina asked, confused.

“Indeed! But an emotionally aware one. How may I assist you, noble caller?”

Nina blinked. “…Put Lilith on the phone, Mr. Butler.”

Sir Sparkleton tilted his head toward the lump of blanket that was Lilith and declared proudly, “Miss Lilith is currently in sleep recovery mode. Shall I wake her?”

“Just give her the phone!” Nina groaned.

Lilith groaned again from under her blanket, blindly reaching out. “Give it… here… Sparkleton.”

He handed the phone like it was a scroll.

Lilith dragged it to her ear, eyes still closed. “What?” she mumbled.

“Good morning to you too,” Nina said flatly. “Are you awake enough to hear news or should I call back after you resurrect?”

Lilith blinked, finally opening one eye. “What news?”

“You got the role.”

Silence.

Then—

Lilith sat up so fast she knocked Sparkleton over with the blanket.

“MISSS LILITH! YOU CAN’T ABUSE ME PHYSICALLY!” Sir Sparkleton’s voice came muffled from under the heavy blanket. His little metallic arms were sticking out, waving dramatically like a beetle flipped on its back.

Lilith ignored him completely.

She was already fully awake now, sitting upright with her messy hair sticking out in five different directions. Her attention was only on the phone.

“And—” Nina’s voice came back, excitement bubbling through, “that actress who tried to harm me? Banned. From the entire entertainment industry. I still can’t believe it! Knox actually did it—he ruined her.”

Lilith raised an eyebrow. “So he has that kind of power, huh…”

But what caught her attention more was Nina’s voice. That weird flutter in her tone whenever she said Knox’s name.

Lilith narrowed her eyes. “If you don’t mind… can I ask what your relationship with Knox is?” she asked casually, pretending she wasn’t deeply invested in gossip this early in the morning.

Silence.

A beat passed.

Then Nina’s voice came through the speaker, soft but smug.

“Sweet dad.”

And the call ended.

Lilith blinked.

She looked at her screen.

Then blinked again.

“…What?”

She stared into the distance like her brain had short-circuited.

“Sweet… dad?”

She looked at the wriggling bump under her blanket and dragged Sir Sparkleton out like an old slipper.

“What’s the meaning of sweet dad?” she asked him, seriously.

Even tangled in blanket fluff, Sparkleton raised one hand. “MISS LILITH, ACCORDING TO SOCIAL LOGIC MODULE 7.3, THAT PHRASE MAY REFER TO A FATHERLY FIGURE WHO TREATS SOMEONE SWEETLY. PERHAPS SHE MEANT HE WAS TAKING CARE OF HER IN A PLATONIC FATHER-DAUGHTER WAY.”

Lilith looked at him blankly.

She didn’t believe it.

Not for a second.

She picked up her phone and immediately texted one person who might know the truth and with that, she stood up.

“Sir Sparkleton,” she said as she cracked her neck and dragged herself toward the bathroom.

“YES, MISS LILITH?”

“I need black coffee and an answer by the time I’ve washed my face.”

“ON IT!”

Lilith stepped out of the bathroom, towel around her neck, face fresh, hair damp and tied up in a bun. She felt almost like a human again—until she saw the bold notification flashing on her phone screen.

[1 New Email] — Subject: Role Confirmation & Contract Signing Today at 12:30 PM]

She blinked, then a proud smirk curled her lips. “Finally,” she muttered. “World domination step one—secured.”

But just as she picked up her coffee, she heard her robot butler from across the room.

“MISS LILITH,” Sir Sparkleton said dramatically, holding a tablet like it contained life-altering results. “I HAVE SCOURED 476 TRANSLATION SOURCES, THREE INTERNET FORUMS, AND ONE RABBIT HOLE ON REDDIT. AND I CAN’T FIND ANY DEFINITION OTHER THAN—FATHER. AND. DAUGHTER.”

Lilith looked at him. Blinked once.

“Your brain is made of metal. Sit down.”

He sat.

She picked up her phone again, refreshed her messages, and there it was—

Human Doll ♡: Sweet dad = sugar daddy

Lilith choked on her coffee.

“What the hell—” she muttered, quickly typing a reply, but before she could, another message came in.

Human Doll ♡: Do you want to become my sugar baby?

Her jaw dropped slightly.

She stared at the screen for a full ten seconds.

“…This man is unwell,” she muttered under her breath, cheeks heating against her will.

Lilith stared at the last message like it had personally offended her peace of mind.

Just seconds ago, she was still collecting herself, trying to understand why, out of all people, he had the ability to shake her composure like this. She wasn’t some wide-eyed teen. She wasn’t desperate for romance. She had confidence, ambition and a skills for god’s sake.

She closed her eyes and inhaled.

Ding!

She exhaled through her nose like a tired monk.

The screen lit up.

Human doll ♡: What do you think?

+2 photos

Lilith’s eyes narrowed. Her thumb hesitated.

She tapped.

Photo one: his abs. Clean lighting. Black sweatpants. Gym mirror.

Photo two: side angle. Still abs. Still black sweatpants. He added a peace sign this time, like that made it casual.

She stared blankly at the screen.

Human doll ♡: I’m doing exercise. Don’t think anything.

Lilith tilted her head.

“Don’t think anything?” she mumbled. “You send me this and expect zen?”

Sir Sparkleton peeked from the corner, blinking. “IS HE SENDING UNSUITABLE MATERIAL? I CAN BLOCK HIM PERMANENTLY.”

Lilith shoved her phone under the pillow. “Don’t look!”

“INAPPROPRIATE? I AM ADDING HIM TO THE BANNED LIST.”

“No! Just—go clean the fridge or something!”

Sir Sparkleton rolled off like a gossiping vacuum.

Lilith flopped on the bed, arms over her face.

“I’m going to lose brain cells because of that man…”

And yet, under the pillow, her phone buzzed again.

Human doll ♡:

If you keep ignoring me, I’ll send leg pics next.

Lilith groaned.