The Court of the Girl

Episode 13's

After dinner, the CEO, Alri, Juliette's father, and Xeldous's father went to the main hall to chat with the President.

Juliette's dress was dirty, but fortunately she brought one spare dress in case something like this happened. She went to the dressing room to change into another dress.

After changing into clothes, Juliette instead of going to the reception room, she headed to the inner courtyard.

Standing under the tree, Juliette gently rubbed a rough and distinct pattern on the tree trunk when she suddenly heard footsteps behind her.

He turned to observe and looked at Xeldous.

The light dimmed and a sad expression enveloped him.

Xeldous approached slowly, stood in front of him, and coldly asked, "Juliette, are you happy? Are you happy to see my father humbling himself in front of your father?"

Juliette replied calmly, "Alright, I feel quite happy, just like when I beat you."

Xeldous grumbled, rolling up his sleeves, looking at his small arms that were slashed with scars, scratches from various large and small wounds.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Juliette, this is all you. Are you happy even if you caused it? Don't you feel guilty?"

Juliette lifted her head, met face to face with him, and slowly replied, "Why are you just mad at me? Your father hit you, so what are my sins? If you want to hate someone, it should be the one who hurt you, or maybe yourself for being weak and uncontrollable. Why don't you fight back? The fight will solve everything."

His words made Xeldous angry.

Now Juliette has exposed her weakness and her habit of blaming others, no longer having a place to hide.

Xeldous anger instantly appeared, burning without rationality.

He pushed it hard, sealing it against the tree trunk, the distance between them reduced.

Juliette's back collided with the tree trunk, and she endured the pain with a slow cry. Xeldous approached, his cold lips touching Juliette's lips.

Without further action, Xeldous simply pressed his lips against Juliette's lips, then bit hard and removed his wrists, straightening his body.

He mocked, "Why don't you fight back? Wouldn't it be better if you fought back?"

This was Juliette's remark just a moment ago, now that she got a question in return from him.

Juliette laughed lightly and drew closer to Xeldous, whispering in his ear, "Because I like her. I enjoyed kissing you, so I didn't fight."

Xeldous could not believe what he heard. "Juliette, are you crazy?"

From the corner of her eyes, Juliette saw a dark figure that disappeared behind a nearby tree. That's Awke.

She slowly moved away from Xeldous, touching her swollen lips and applying lipstick on the tips of her fingers.

She rubbed the lipstick on Xeldous's shirt casually, her voice cold, "Xeldous, biting people is not a good habit. I heard you just got a new tutor, and you think that's enough to beat me?"

Xeldous looked at him with anger.

But Juliette showed no fear, her smile slowing down on her face. "Unfortunately, you will be disappointed, Xeldous. You can't win against me."

He laughed, but his eyes remained cold and apathetic. "What gift should I prepare for Uncle Neo next? What about baseball bats? Which is made of steel, more convenient than golf clubs."

Xeldous, though angry, held all of his throbbing emotions at his temple, reluctant to show weakness before Juliette. With a cold expression, he said, "Alright, Juliette, let's see who wins the next level test."

After saying so, he turned around angrily and left.

Juliette remained standing, looking at the figure of Xeldous who had gone away, her eyes were calm.

A cool night breeze swept in, and a leaf drifted from the branches of the tree to Juliette's feet.

He slowly leaned over to pick it up, raising his gaze to the second floor of the villa, where he met the eyes of someone standing there, Awke.

Awke looked down, Juliette looked up, their gazes met from a distance.

Although her vision is blurred, Juliette knows that Awke's eyes are glued to her, cold and piercing.

He immediately turned his eyes away.

Awke, are you jealous?

The elderly president has a fixed bedtime and usually goes to bed early.

After chatting with the CEO for a while, his fatigue became visible, revealed with his tired face.

Aware it would not be worth bothering him further, everyone went one by one.

Unbeknownst to her, Jordan at a barbecue restaurant is opening her Instagram, secretly observing updates from Juliette.

Watching Juliette's online presence has become a Jordanian custom.

He was curious about his life and personal moments since he hadn't renewed anything in a long time.

So, when she opened her phone, she did not have high expectations, just her habit of browsing her Instagram account.

However, he was surprised, when refreshing the page, there was a new post.

Five hours ago, there was a post apparently taken inside the dressing room.

The lighting was bright, and behind him was a shiny red velvet cloth.

There was a young girl dressed in a pink satin dress, featuring a white neck that was as slim as a goose neck and her delicate collarbone.

She exuded an elegant and calm aura, like a princess living in a tower.

Jordan stared for a moment, then suddenly turned off his phone and held it tightly, his fingertips almost turning pale.

He glanced around the dim surroundings - the kitchen floor covered in dusty charcoal, greasy dishes, and turbid foam water in front of him.

No matter how unwilling she was to admit, the current reality clearly reminded Jordan that she and Juliette were people from different worlds.

But he refused to accept his fate!

Next day

The originally clear weather suddenly became gloomy. Dark clouds scattered over the sky, creating a quite miserable atmosphere that weighed on the mood of the people.

Juliette was also in a bad mood; she lost her appetite and with no concentration closed her book, pushed her into a corner of the table.

Putting his cheek in his hand, he heard footsteps getting closer and immediately became visible.

Juliette sat up straight, and there was the Jordan. He asked softly, "Is there something wrong?"

Jordan's expression was clear and piercing as she looked at him, her voice somewhat cold, "Juliette, for this second condition, accompany me for twenty-four hours."

Juliette's eyelashes trembled slightly as she asked gently, "Why twenty-four hours and not a day?"

Jordan leaned his body slightly, placed his hand on his desk, and looked into his eyes, "If it were only one day, would you be willing to spend the night with me?"

Juliette looked at him in silence for a moment, then mocked coldly, "What do you expect from me to be with you at night? Have sex?"

"Or do I have to accompany you to the barbecue restaurant for a part-time job?"

He looked calm yet arrogant, "For someone who has to work part-time to make a living, is there time to have sex?"

Hearing his words, Jordan's face became ominous, but he quickly restrained himself and calmed down, saying, "The twenty-four hours are accumulative, not to be completed in one day."

Juliette smiled as if the sharp and evil words from a moment ago were not from her, and readily agreed, "Alright, agree."

He put his chin in his hand, with his elbow propped up on the table, he looked at Jordan and asked, "So...what does our class president want me to accompany today?"

Jordan looked at her, greeted her smile, and calmly turned her eyes away, "After school, for an hour, accompany me to tteokbokki."

Juliette responded with a slight sound, her thick eyelashes and curls flashing, "Alright."

Jordan lowered his gaze, with a hard-to-read expression, "After school, I'll be waiting for you in the alley of the side door."

After saying so, she did not linger near Juliette's desk anymore, turned around, and left the classroom.

Hope High School, side door alley

With his arms wrapped around Martius' shoulders, the Martius friend casually complained, "I really don't want to play games with you, you're so bad at this. If you end up holding us back and making us lose this time, you have to lend your BMS bike for three days, what do you think?"

Among them, Martius was the worst in gaming, he was so bad at this, that no one wanted to play with him except their small group of friends who always accompanied him.

Some people walked in the hallway, laughing and joking. They reached a bend where two roads branched. They chose a narrower one, leading to a cyber cafe.

Martius laughed and suddenly stopped in his place. He turned his head and glanced at the tteokbokki wagon on the left side.

The decoration is simple, with floor-to-ceiling transparent windows, allowing a clear view into the store.