The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 423

Chapter 423: Having a boyfriend prevents aging. Didn’t you know?
Celeste was there that day too.

This was within Sam’s expectations, but from the moment he walked in until he sat at the dining table, Celeste’s captivating eyes never left him.

It made Sam’s skin crawl.

It felt like he was an undercover agent attending a mob boss’s gathering, and the biggest boss was already suspicious of him.

“Happy New Year, Godmother.”

Sam smiled casually as he sat down.

Celeste smiled back at him. “It’s not New Year yet.”

Sam laughed.

“I have plans with Angel tonight, so I might not have time to wish you a Happy New Year later. I thought I’d say it now.”

Celeste glanced at her daughter, who showed no expression but was clearly dressed up, then smiled at Sam.

“As expected of Sam, always so attentive to the little details. No wonder Angel likes you so much.”

Angel squinted and looked up. “I just think he has an interesting face.”

Celeste couldn’t help but laugh.

“Is it really just because of his looks? You used to say that seeing something too beautiful makes you imagine its decay, so it’s better not to have it from the start. Isn’t that what you used to say?”

Celeste mercilessly exposed her daughter’s facade.

Angel squinted in displeasure.

Sam feigned surprise.

“Really?”

Under the table, Angel kicked Sam’s shin without hesitation.

“Do you have a problem with that?”

Sam quickly shook his head.

“I just think it’s very philosophical. It suggests tonight will be a meaningful night.”

“Hmph.”

Angel lowered her head and continued eating.

Celeste watched them with a sigh.

“Ah, when I was young, I used to join such New Year’s Eve activities too. It was so lively back then. Not like now, where even the countdown is skipped. But I still envy you young people for having so much time and energy.”

“Godmother, you still look very young. People who don’t know might think you and Angel are sisters. If it wouldn’t interfere with your important matters, I’d invite you to join us for New Year’s.”

Sam said this with a smile, not expecting Celeste to raise an eyebrow and look at him with a gentle smile.

“Really? Actually, I have nothing planned tonight. I could join you…”

“Huh?”

Sam was taken aback.

No way.

You’re the head of this big family, and you can’t tell when someone’s being polite?

No, she knew. She was doing it on purpose.

The best strategy now would be to extend a genuine invitation, hoping she’d refuse out of a desire to tease him.

But this woman was unpredictable.

What if she really insisted on joining the young people’s New Year’s celebration?

That would be digging his own grave.

If it were just him and Angel, Sam wouldn’t mind.

But with Isabella and Sophie there, if she saw them… his plans for a harem would definitely be hindered.

Celeste smiled at Sam.

“What’s wrong? Didn’t you just say you wanted to invite me? Or was that a lie to flatter this old woman?”

“Ah… of course not, I just…”

Seeing the boy suddenly flustered, Angel chuckled and stepped on Sam’s foot under the table.

Then she looked up.

“Stop teasing him. We’re all classmates. What would you do there? Besides, you can’t stay up that late.”

Was Angel helping him out?

It seemed like the foot on Sam’s was now gentler.

Celeste sighed.

“You think I’m old too. What’s wrong with your classmates? It’s not like I haven’t met them. Sigh~~~”

She looked quite pitiful.

Anyone else would have fallen for it. Who could resist such a woman pretending to be weak and pitiful?

Angel saw through her mother.

“There’s plenty of time for New Year’s. You should rest early. Besides, you’re not without support as you age.”

Celeste huffed, looking at her daughter defiantly.

“I may be older, but I look young. You might not look as young as me at my age.”

Angel smiled slightly. “I have a boyfriend.”

“So what?”

“Having a boyfriend prevents aging. Didn’t you know?”

Sam pondered this statement. Where did that logic come from?

Celeste seemed to understand instantly, blushing for the first time in public. “Saying such things in front of your mother, isn’t that too much?”

Angel chuckled. “Haven’t you teased us enough?”

“Oh, now you’re siding with your boyfriend. What will happen in the future?”

“We’ll deal with the future when it comes… Sam, are you full?”

Sam wisely put down his utensils and stood up with Angel, politely saying to the slightly flushed Celeste.

“Godmother, we’ll head out now. Happy New Year in advance. Rest well.”

Watching the young couple leave side by side, Celeste wasn’t truly annoyed. Instead, she smiled slightly and sighed.

“To make her argue with me because of you… Sam, I didn’t misjudge you.”

—

Angel and Sam got into the car, his gaze not only on her long, slender legs wrapped in black stockings but also on her black high heels.

This girl didn’t wear high heels often, preferring comfort over aesthetics.

But today, she wore them, not just for the outfit.

How to put it?

Sam felt like a general donning his sword.

She was ready for battle.

In the car, Angel looked at her phone and said.

“What’s Isabella up to? She hasn’t said where to meet. Is she busy with something?”

Sam thought for a moment.

“I don’t know what she means, but we can go first, find a suitable place, and tell them to come over.”

Angel frowned.

“Why should I consider these things for them? Am I their assistant?”

Sam smiled wryly. “I’m the assistant. I’m everyone’s assistant.”

Angel looked at Sam, displeased. “Are you still my boyfriend? If you don’t want to be, you don’t have to.”

Sam held her soft hand. “I just want us all to enjoy this special day. So, for my sake, don’t get upset over small details, okay?”

Angel’s hand tightened, her nails almost digging into his flesh.

But Sam didn’t flinch, his expression unchanged.

Whether he was pretending or genuinely didn’t feel pain was unclear.

She slowly released her grip.

“In your eyes, I’m just someone who likes to make a fuss, right?”

Sam blinked.

“Isn’t that true?”

“I like being this way. So what? Do you think you can change me?”

Angel, like a defiant mare, challenged the knight trying to conquer her.

But Sam didn’t say anything forceful. He just smiled.

“It’s okay. I like you when you’re unreasonable and when you throw tantrums. But today, I just want you to be happy.”

This quickly softened Angel’s expression.

Her feigned arrogance visibly melted away.

She looked ahead, through the windshield, at the deepening night.

Then she spoke softly.

“I’ll give you a break today.”

Sam knew when to stop.

He squeezed her soft hand.

“Thank you, Princess.”

Angel looked at Sam, amused and annoyed.

“Princess? That sounds weird.”

Sam blinked.

“It’s trendy online.”

“If I’m a princess, what are you? A knight can’t match a princess. This isn’t a fairy tale.”

Sam thought for a moment.

“How about a king?”

“You want to be my dad?!”

“Then a prince?”

“Are you an idiot? That’s incest…”

Angel suddenly remembered something, her face turning red.

At that moment, Sam leaned close to her ear and whispered.

“Why not finish your sentence, my dear Sister Angel ?”

If there were male succubi.

His name would be Sam.