Time Travelling: My Love from the Royal Family

Right when Harper was about to go to bed, a figure came in from the window. Sharp eagle eyes ready to attack its prey peered through a striking symbolic mask.

"Can you stop appearing from nowhere, Mister Demon? I'll be scared sick because of you sooner or later," Harper sighed.

The man sat down in front of Harper. "What? Did you do something wrong? Are you scared to see me?"

"Nonsense. What did I do wrong?" Harper poured a cup of tea as she rolled her eyes. The man frowned but he still began drinking, which made Harper feel better.

"You met Zack today." The words were delivered perfectly calm, and yet Harper felt that he was blaming her. She wondered if her feeling was right.

"He came to me himself. I didn't go to see him. If possible, I really don't want to have anything to do with him, lest someone in this mansion forces me to make a match!" Harper reasoned sullenly.

"Make a match? What do you mean?" His voice came out sharp because of his confusion and doubt.

"They want to marry my sister into the Bu Clan!"

"They're delusional. Many ladies want to marry into the Bu Clan, but who can make it? As for Zack, he always keeps his nose clean and doesn't even have a girlfriend. Do you really have no feelings for such a good man?"

"Why should I have feelings for him?" The man was handed another cup o

ssed at the sharp pain and drew away.

The viciousness in Felicia's eyes disappeared quickly as she got up and concernedly asked, "Harper, are you all right? I didn't mean it!"

Although Harper was unhappy, she didn't show it. "I'm fine, don't cry. I said I don't blame you and that's that."

Since she got what she wanted, Felicia just said a few empty niceties to Harper before leading a confused Sue away.

As soon as they left the Emerald House, Sue took Felicia back to Splendor House. She was eager to know what Felicia was going to do. "What do you want to do?"

An overjoyed Felicia flashed her blood red nails. "Mother, look at the color of this nail polish. It's beautiful, isn't it?"

"Yes, it looks good." Sue dismissively agreed. "I told you not to provoke Harper for the moment, didn't I? Why were you crying and shouting so early in the morning? What are you going to do?"

Felicia's face distorted and her voice was filled with hatred. "What do I want to do? I don't want to do anything. I just want her to die!"

"What... What do you mean?" Sue asked, feeling restless.

"This nail polish was mixed with poison. I used it to cut Harper's hand. Mother, she'll die in seven days. It's colorless and tasteless. There'll be no sign that she got poisoned. Do you think Harper will be alive to get in our way?"