Trapped in His Own Luna's Trap

Episode 5:

His words left me dumbfounded.

So, instead of becoming the phoenix of the former emperor, the phoenix of the prince, he could still become the phoenix of the new emperor!

Phoenix destiny... Phoenix destiny...

“Ah!” I exclaimed loudly, angrily throwing the sandbag in my hand to the ground, standing up and clenching my fists.

Jeremy didn’t understand why and quickly stood up, asking urgently, “Mia, what’s wrong?”

I was happy because of the new clothes. But today, someone else received even better news than me, happier news.

Thinking of this, I said nothing and just turned and ran away.

“Mia!” Jeremy called out loudly, but I didn’t hear his footsteps following me, only heard him say, “Is it because I’m so bad at playing that you’re angry?”

I didn’t care about him; Jeremy was truly foolish.

That day, Jeremy didn’t come to find me. Later, I heard that when Beta William left, my father saw him off to the end of the street. I think Jeremy was right about this.

I sat dejectedly in the courtyard, tearing petals off the flower in my hand, and saw Chloe and Victoria walking over from afar. When Chloe glanced at me, her eyes flashed with an unusual gleam, but my sister said nothing, her face full of arrogance as she passed by. Victoria turned as if to say something, but ultimately remained silent.

In the late afternoon, a maid hurried over, pulling me away, saying, “The third young lady, Luna Abigail, is looking for you!”

Before I could react, I was already being pulled away.

Why was Luna Abigail looking for me? Could it be because of the phoenix matter, wanting to make clothes for Victoria again?

But I only guessed part of it; indeed, it was about the new clothes, but it was also about me.

As soon as I stepped inside, I felt a powerful push from behind, stumbling and falling to the ground. My palms grazed the ground, stinging.

“You petty thief! Are you unhappy with how Luna Abigail treats you? How dare you steal Victoria’s new clothes to wear!” Luna Abigail’s voice was full of anger. Looking up, I saw her staring straight at me, her eyes locked on the clothes I was wearing.

I immediately understood her meaning. She wanted to say that the clothes on me were stolen.

Clutching my fists tightly, I half sat up, saying loudly, “That’s not true! Jeremy gave these clothes to me!”

“Jeremy?” Luna Abigail furrowed her brow; it seemed she had never heard of this name before.

On the contrary, Chloe’s face beside her changed, her voice stern as she said, “Are you trying to deceive someone? How could Young Master Jeremy give you clothes? Even if he did, how would he know your measurements?” My sister spoke clearly and decisively, then turned back to Luna Abigail, saying, “Mother, if it weren’t for me and Victoria seeing it, we wouldn’t know about this! Victoria even wanted to hide it! Humph, I find it so annoying!”

“Sister!” Victoria tugged at Chloe’s sleeve, whispering. “I think this isn’t a big deal; we should just leave!”

“Not a big deal? Isn’t having a thief in the house a big deal?” Chloe snapped. “Now it’s just a few sets of clothes, but what will it be in the future? Mother, you need to teach her a lesson!” My sister’s protests were sharp and piercing.

“Sister...”

“Why let it go?” This time, it was me interrupting Victoria. Clearly, it wasn’t me who stole. If I let it go, wouldn’t it be like admitting to theft? I glared fiercely at Victoria. It seemed she wasn’t a good person either! If her clothes were missing, how could she not know?

“Liar!” Luna Abigail exclaimed angrily, slamming the table, standing up and saying, “Are you not admitting your mistake?”

“I’m not wrong!” Even if she was angry, I still said that. If I didn’t do it, why should I admit to it?

Luna Abigail was so angry that her face turned pale, nodding and saying, “You’re not wrong? Fine!”

“Clap clap!” She clapped her hands, and a maid stepped in from outside, carrying a bundle of clothes. As soon as I saw it, I recognized it; this was the bundle of clothes Jeremy gave me.

It was clear they had searched my room!

Luna Abigail stepped forward, rudely snatching the bundle from the maid’s hands. Using too much force, with a “whoosh,” the clothes fell to the ground. She snorted, laughing. “If you didn’t steal, how could Victoria’s clothes fly away? If you didn’t steal, how could the clothes be in your room?”

Fly away? My head buzzed for a moment. How could such a coincidence happen? Of course, I didn’t believe it.

I shook my head, shouting loudly, “You... you all want to harm me! I didn’t steal! I didn’t steal! I didn’t steal!”

“You!” Luna Abigail was so angry that she was shaking, gritting her teeth and saying, “If I don’t teach you a lesson today, you won’t repent! Someone hit her!”

“Mother!” Victoria cried out in fear, pulling her mother’s hand and saying, “Don’t hit her! Maybe... maybe Lyly temporarily forgot where my clothes were, so they couldn’t be found! Her clothes might really be a gift from Young Master Jeremy!”

“The second young lady!” Lyly cried out in fear, but when she saw Victoria wink, she finally bowed her head.

“Victoria!” Luna Abigail’s eyes held a hint of disappointment.

Chloe pulled Victoria’s hand, laughing and saying, “Is it true that Young Master Jeremy gave them to you? Ha, isn’t it time to go to the William family and ask? You can’t let it go! Hit her!”

“You!” I understood; it was Chloe’s trick. Surely it was my sister.

The sound of the cane hitting grew stronger and stronger.

“Ah...” I bit my lip. No matter where I hid, that black hand would follow me there. Planning to stand up, the cane struck straight down on my foot.

Chloe still seemed unsatisfied, laughing, stepping forward, picking up the clothes from the ground, examining them, then laughing again. “Only David, the tailor, could create this fabric. This is the outfit made for Victoria!” It seemed like my sister was genuinely narrating the truth that I had stolen the clothes.

Then, a cruel gleam flashed in her eyes, and with a “rip,” the clothes in her hand were torn into two pieces. She chuckled triumphantly. “Ha ha, if you hold on to the clothes, Victoria won’t want them anymore!” After saying that, she bent down to pick up another set.

How could I agree? I lunged forward, shouting, “Don’t tear it! I won’t let you tear it!” It was the clothes Jeremy gave me. It was his gift to me!

“Bang!” The cane struck down again, the pain from my fingers spread to my palm, continuing to widen, continuing to deepen.