HP: Becoming a Maiden Heartthrob

"This must have been an accident."

Send for the woman to be dragged away, Mr. Finch explained to them simply.

"This woman went to great lengths to break into my manor and say things like that, just to destroy our relationship."

Accident?

Nalilian felt ridiculous.

Should she think that his targeting of them was an accident?

A fantasy.

"Women are like that," Mr. Finch continued. "They always try to find a way to get what they want."

“Very scheming.”

As he said this, his eyes were fixed on Nalilian, as if to say that all women are scheming, even she is no exception.

Nalilian stared back coldly.

How can you be a Phoenix Man if you are so misogynistic?

Then she should ask him if he has a mother.

Kersten stood in front of Nallylian again, confronting Mr. Finch with a cold gaze, "What are you looking at?"

Mr. Finch did not answer, but asked with a grim look, "Where are your manners, Mr. Ende?"

"Etiquette?" Kersten sneered. "How dare you look at my sister like that? I didn't—"

"Kxton!" But before he could finish his words, Mr. Ende stopped him with a scolding.

Faced with a confrontation between Mr. Finch and his children, he chose Mr. Finch.

Kerston pursed his lips, clenched his fists, and looked at Mr. Finch with a cold gaze.

Nalilian looked at the tall figure in front of her and reached out to hold his clenched fist.

Keston paused.

Lillian?

Is she going to stop him?

"Dad," Narilean leaned out from beside Kersten and said, "I feel like Mr. Finch doesn't seem to like us. Do you want us to leave?"

She looked at Mr. Finch calmly.

She could sacrifice herself for Mr. Ender, but she would not let Kerston suffer.

Especially when he was still standing up for her.

Mr. Finch said with contempt, "This lady—"

"Lillian?!"

But before he could say anything, a cheerful voice interrupted them and stopped Mr. Finch.

Nalilian tilted her head to look over.

It's Justin.

He was wearing a tight-fitting evening suit, with his brown curly hair sticking up, and his handsome face looked at her expectantly as he walked towards her.

Behind him was a gentle lady, looking at her with a smile in her eyes.

"Lillian, it's great that you are our guest!" Justin said happily when he walked up to her.

"And Senior Ende too!"

But before Nallylian could answer, he caught Kersten's gaze, and he quickly spoke in a flattering manner.

“Justin?”

At this time, Mr. Finch, who was ignored, spoke up.

"dad?"

As he spoke, Justin noticed Mr. Finch behind Kersten.

There was no way, Mr. Finch was shorter and was blocked by Kerston so he couldn't be seen.

As for Mr. Ende who was standing next to Mr. Finch, he didn't know him, so he didn't need to say hello.

It doesn't matter to him.

Mr. Finch gave him a tolerant smile and nodded. "You're back, Justin."

He looked at the noble lady behind Justin again, his smile unchanged, "Madam."

Mrs. Finch-Fletchley nodded, greeted Mr. Ender, and nodded to the sullen Kerston.

Both of them had met her before.

She looked at Nalilian one last time.

"Who is this?" she asked.

"This is my classmate, Nalilian Ende," Justin introduced quickly.

As he spoke, he seemed to have thought of something, glanced at Kerston, and straightened his back.

Kersten looked at him indifferently.

Nallylian released Kersten and bowed to the noblewoman, saying, "Good day, Mrs. Finch-Fletchley."

This almost made Mr. Finch lose the smile on his face.

How dare this idiot call me Mrs. Finch-Fletchley!

She simply didn't take him seriously!

Nalilian smiled.

For the Phoenix Man, the best way to get revenge is to acknowledge his wife's family and status.

You know, this place is called Finch-Fletchley Manor.

But there is no such thing as Finch.

Mrs. Finch-Fletchley smiled. "Good day, Miss Ender."

She admitted the name, which made Mr. Finch's face darken even more.

"Lillian, let's go over there and eat," Justin said cheerfully without any tact.

He was eager to introduce Nalilian to the chefs in his family and their signature desserts and drinks.

There are so many delicious ones!

"Okay," Nalilian responded.

For her, who had just provoked Mr. Finch, it would be best to get away now.

Let him sulk alone.

Nalilian Luxton wanted him to leave with her, but Luxton shook his head at her and motioned her to leave with him.

Nalilian glanced at Mr. Finch and followed Justin away.

This made all the guests of the manor in the hall look at the boy and girl.

You know, Justin is the real owner of this manor.

He is the only son of Mr. Finch and Mrs. Finch-Fletch, and will inherit the Finch-Fletch name and title as the Marquis of Finch-Fletch.

How high must the status of someone be to be approached by him like this?

Is she really a foreign aristocrat?

“This one is delicious.”

The remarkable heir to the Marquis pushed a piece of cheesecake to Nalilian and said to her with a blank look.

This is the best one made by the chef. He picked the one with the crispiest texture.

Nalilian didn't take the cake, but stared at him.

"Lillian, what's wrong?" Justin looked at her in confusion.

Is there something on his face?

"Can you," Nalilian began, "slap yourself?"

"Huh?" Justin was stunned.

Why did Lillian ask him to slap herself?

What did he do wrong?

Justin quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, Lillian!"

Although I don’t understand what I did wrong, it’s always right to apologize first.

He said, raising his hand, closing his eyes, and putting his hand on his cheek, with an expression of sacrifice as if he was about to die heroically, as if he was about to slap himself.

"Okay, stop it," Nalilian quickly stopped him, "I was just talking nonsense."

It was just that she just saw that he looked a bit like Mr. Finch, which made her really want to beat him up.

But she didn't expect that this idiot would actually do this!

"I'm glad you're not angry, Lillian."

Hearing this, Justin opened his eyes, put down his hands, and said happily.

He knew Lillian was teasing him.

"By the way, Lillian, eat quickly," he quickly pushed the cake to her.

Nalilian took the cake.

Judging from Justin's appearance, he probably doesn't know what his Phoenix-man father did to them.

Justin lay down beside her, watching her eat the cake, and asked, "Lillian, do you want to go see the ponies?"

"Pony?" Nalilian looked at him.

"Yeah," Justin nodded vigorously and said expectantly, "My mom and I went to see the horses today, so we came back so late."

"I thought it was nothing, but I didn't expect you to come, Lillian."

"If I had known you were coming, I would have come back earlier to greet you."

So he's out with his mother, Nalilian thought.

In other words, it would not be Mrs. Finch-Fletchley who arranged the room.

Coupled with Mrs. Finch-Fletchley's familiarity with Mr. Ender and Kerston, it is very likely that it was Mrs. Finch-Fletchley who actually invited Mr. Ender this time.

It turns out that this is Mr. Finch's real purpose.

He wanted to thwart Mrs. Finch-Fletchley's plans to win over Mr. Ender.

Nalilian looked at Justin.

Since they are friends, he will help her, right?

Deal with that disgusting Phoenix man.