The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 389

Chapter 389: Don’t worry, I’m here
Sam’s sudden punch was something Mia hadn’t anticipated.

In her view, Sam was definitely not the impulsive type. She was the one who was impulsive and not always thinking things through.

And now, the boy who had been advising her to stay calm and not act rashly had done something so outrageous?!

Mia hadn’t even processed his sudden outburst.

The other guard rushed over.

He swung his baton at Sam’s head with a force that made a whistling sound through the air.

But Sam simply turned, raised his arm, and blocked the guard’s arm.

“Bang!”

A punch landed in the man’s abdomen.

The guard doubled over like a cooked shrimp, and Sam followed up with a powerful knee strike!

“Thud!!!”

Blood splattered in the air, and the guard fell flat on his back.

Sam didn’t stop. He reached down, found a remote on the guard, and pressed the button.

“Creak—”

The iron gate opened with a not-so-pleasant sound.

Mia, just coming to her senses, looked at Sam urgently.

“What… what are you doing?”

“Opening the gate.”

Sam answered matter-of-factly.

Mia’s eyes widened.

“This is how you open the gate?!”

“What else? We’re in a dream. Are they going to hold me legally responsible?”

Where else could be a better ‘fighting’ ground?

You could go all out without worrying about causing serious harm.

Sam wasn’t a saint, and even if he were, he wouldn’t be so saintly as to pity his opponents in a dream.

If necessary, he could even use force against Charlotte.

Of course, it wasn’t clear yet if that was necessary.

“That’s not what I mean! Won’t this alert her?”

Mia thought their next move would be something like a stealth mission, like spies…

But this was how you ‘sneak’ in? How was this different from announcing your presence to the world?!

Sam shrugged nonchalantly.

“What’s there to alert? This is her domain, and we’re in a dream. It’s hard to escape her notice no matter what we do, so why bother?”

Sam had already stepped into the luxurious estate, which stood out like a fortress in the middle of the street.

Mia didn’t know what to say. She could only follow his lead.

As they entered the estate, several more men in black suits, looking like security personnel, rushed out from both sides.

Clearly, these were the security measures Charlotte had set up to protect herself.

“More people?”

Mia hadn’t expected this and felt a bit intimidated by the sight.

Sam didn’t seem nervous at all. In fact, he was smiling.

“Looks like your student has quite the security issues, having so many bodyguards.”

Mia said, annoyed.

“If we can’t handle them, we should run. There are too many of them!”

Sam glanced at her.

“Just take care of yourself.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean…”

“Bang!!”

Sam turned and kicked, sending one of the black-suited men flying several meters.

Mia was stunned, and in the brief moment she was dazed, Sam had already started taking down the rest.

Aurora’s personal training, combined with Sam’s impressive abilities, showed their full effect in this setting. He was like an unstoppable superhero, straight out of an action movie.

Even the sounds were more thrilling than the sound effects in movies.

If the situation weren’t so serious, Mia felt she could sit back with popcorn and soda, watching Sam’s performance.

Yes, it was a performance.

Sam seemed tireless. His movements were efficient and powerful, using the simplest methods to incapacitate his opponents instantly.

This was what Aurora had taught Sam.

No need for fancy techniques, just know the weak points and how to disable someone quickly while avoiding their attacks.

Especially when outnumbered, never engage in a mutually destructive fight, conserving your own energy.

“Bang!!”

When the last black-suited man fell to Sam’s punch, the once clean ground was now littered with bodies. The commotion was bound to alert those inside the estate.

“Stop! Who are you, and why are you trespassing on our property?”

The doors to the estate opened, and a couple stepped out.

Sam hadn’t seen them before, but… they looked so ridiculous he almost laughed.

The couple was dressed in what looked like medieval Western aristocratic attire.

Bright colors, frilly cuffs.

The short man even wore high-heeled boots and carried a scepter.

It looked like they were about to perform in a play set in Versailles.

Mia couldn’t believe her eyes and stepped forward.

“Don’t you recognize me?”

Mia looked at them.

The couple looked at Mia with a mix of anger and confusion.

“We’ve never seen you before. Who are you? Why did you make a mess of my estate? I’m calling the police!”

The man shouted, like a suddenly aggressive rooster.

Sam didn’t say anything. He just watched.

Until—

“Father, Mother, go back inside. I know them. I’ll handle this.”

The couple turned to the voice.

She walked out slowly.

Dressed like a princess in a pink gown, with a long train trailing behind her like a wedding dress.

She wore exquisite earrings, and her makeup was far too elaborate for her age.

She looked like a noble princess, stepping into their view.

She raised her swan-like neck, her face showing a slightly indifferent expression, her eyes filled with suppressed emotions as she looked at them.

“Charlotte…”

Mia whispered.

Surprisingly, the couple didn’t question the girl’s words. Without a word, they turned and walked back inside, disappearing quickly.

Standing at the door, looking like a noble princess, Charlotte gazed at them.

“You two are persistent.”

Sam looked at her.

“We just have some things to say. Can we talk privately?”

Charlotte sneered at them.

“Is this how you come to talk? How peculiar.”

Gone was the politeness and warmth, replaced by contempt and sharpness.

This was nothing like the Charlotte Mia remembered.

She had never shown such expressions, but now it seemed so real, as if this was her true self.

Sam smiled.

“Sometimes, special measures are needed to get your attention, don’t you think, Princess?”

Sam even called her “Princess,” but whether it was genuine respect was debatable.

Charlotte scoffed.

“If you want to talk so badly, follow me.”

She turned and walked into the estate.

Sam was about to follow when Mia grabbed his arm.

“She’s nothing like the Charlotte I remember. Are we really going into her territory?”

Sam smiled, patting her hand.

“The entire dream is her territory. What’s there to fear about the estate?”

“But…”

“Don’t worry, I’m here.”

Sam’s words and smile left Mia with no reason to hesitate.

Nothing gave her more security than his smile and words. Fine… she had chosen this. No matter where they went, they had to stay together. In this dream, they couldn’t be separated.

Mia thought.

They followed Charlotte into the estate.

Inside, the decor was just as luxurious, like a grand palace. Intricate carvings, seemingly gold-plated decorations, countless world-famous paintings on the walls. Sam even playfully smiled at the Mona Lisa.

He seemed as relaxed as if he were at an amusement park.

Mia didn’t know how Sam managed all this. He was a strange person… but also a magical one.

Following Charlotte, they reached the rooftop, where the setting sun cast an orange glow over the terrace.

The summer breeze was refreshing.

The sky was clear, with fiery clouds.

It looked like a perfect painting, a dreamlike world.

Charlotte sat elegantly on a white chair that looked like it was made of ivory. She smiled at them.

“Sit.”

Sam sat down easily, while Mia hesitated.

“The people at the gate…”

“Don’t worry about them. Someone will take care of it.”

Charlotte replied, and Mia looked over the balcony. The black-suited men who should have been lying there were gone. The gate was peaceful, as if nothing had happened.

She sat down.

Looking at the unfamiliar, elegant, and noble Charlotte.

Charlotte looked at them with a calm, cold gaze.

“Speak, strangers. What do you want from me? If you think you can extort me, it’s impossible. But if you sincerely beg, I might give you some money as charity.”

She even crossed her legs elegantly.

Sam could clearly see her long legs under the gown, clad in white stockings with lace trim at the top.

Sexy and elegant.

But her face was so young, creating a strong sense of incongruity, though the contrast only enhanced her beauty.

The overlapping legs, the flesh pressed against the slightly transparent stockings, became even more enticing.

“Charity… what are you talking about? We’re not here for money!”

Mia said.

Charlotte scoffed.

“If not for money, then what? A strange man and woman, saying odd things, doing odd things all day. Are you here to help me?”

“Of course, we’re here to help you!”

“What do I need your help for? As you can see, I lack nothing. I’m perfect and unique. You look more like beggars in need of charity.”

Her sarcasm was merciless.

Mia deeply doubted herself. This didn’t seem like Charlotte.

The real Charlotte would never say such things. Even in her social anxiety, she wouldn’t show malice. She would just protect herself cautiously.

At that moment…

“Ha Ha.”

Sam laughed inappropriately.

Charlotte frowned at him.

“What’s so funny? Laughing at a time like this is very rude, don’t you know? Even with such a handsome face, you’re just a lowly commoner!”

Sam smiled at her.

“Even with such a face, just a lowly commoner… did someone say that to you, Miss Charlotte?”

“…”

Charlotte’s pupils widened slightly.

She clenched her fists under the table.

“What are you talking about…!”

Mia looked puzzled. She didn’t understand the significance of Sam’s words.

Sam leaned back in his chair, looking at her.

He said thoughtfully,

“Nothing. I was just thinking, this grand estate, the luxurious decor, your sudden noble status, even dressing like a princess… what made you so obsessed? But now it seems the puzzle is solved… someone must have belittled you, so you wanted to escape that judgment and become someone completely different, right?”

“Rubbish! I was born noble. I don’t know what you’re talking about! Can’t you see? This entire estate, all the gold, the servants, they’re all mine, all mine!”

Her rage surprised Mia.

She didn’t know why Sam’s simple words could provoke such a reaction. Was there a secret she didn’t know?

Sam felt the wind around them grow more violent, the temperature rising.

It was like a tropical storm approaching.

He sat calmly in his chair, letting the wind mess up his hair, but it didn’t affect his calm, stern expression.

“Is it yours? So, you must be a princess of noble blood, right? Then, may I ask, what are your parents’ statuses?”

“My parents are renowned nobles. Our family is the highest authority here!”

“Really? So, did your parents achieve this status through merit, or some other means?”

Charlotte gritted her teeth.

Her fingers turned white from clenching.

“Bastard… why should I tell you that?!”

Sam stared at her face, her beautiful but now fierce eyes.

“Is it inherited bloodline, or sudden wealth?”

“Of course, it’s bloodline!”

“Then, may I ask, what were your grandparents’ statuses? How did they gain their noble status?”

“…”

Her lips trembled slightly.

But Sam pressed on.

“You said all the servants are yours. Do you have their employment contracts? Do you have records of their wages? Do you have receipts for the estate’s renovations?”

“…”

She couldn’t answer.

Charlotte couldn’t answer a single question. Her trembling lips had turned white.

She was visibly shaken.

Sam felt the storm around them grow fiercer, the parasol looking like it might blow away.

He remained seated, leaning back in his chair, smiling.

“Can’t answer any of them? Actually, I laughed earlier because… it’s funny. Someone would immerse themselves in this fake play, playing a fake princess with no foundation, unable to extricate themselves…”