Milaine The Heir Girl
Meet Conrad

Milaine's words pierced Fiona's heart, her strength and Milaine's clearly different. What's more in Milaine's body flows Lysander's blood. Although she was once a servant, it is undeniable that Milaine remains pure-blooded in the Lysander family.

“Supply! I am your mother anyway. How dare you look at me with those look of disdain!” snapped Fiona.

“I just said according to the facts. Isn't that right, Mother?”

“Don't call me Mom! I'm not your mother!” jolt Fiona. “I don't think of you as my son,” press him again.

Milaine was silent for a split second, slowly an emotionless smile etched on her lips. It wasn't the first time she heard Fiona say that. However, Milaine was used to hearing it, he no longer hurt to hear the hurtful words.

“Ya already then. I would also assume that I don't have a mother. Now I'm just here to protect Nigel and make him his heir. Please don't tease me, let alone hit me like you did in the past.”

Fiona is stunned, Milaine's assertiveness makes her silent a thousand languages. The girl just walked away without touching Fiona's expression. She had already endured enough of Fiona's torture that this became her first breakthrough to forget about Fiona as her real mother.

‘What's with the kid? She's so cold. I mean, she was cold, but now her cold expression was as if it was crushing me from inside,’ thought Fiona felt her hair goosebumps.

***

Milaine was standing in front of a family portrait, she was staring at a photo of her two long-dead brothers. There were a lot of things stuck in his brain. A conspiracy to kill his brother thus makes him the prime suspect. Milaine put together one by one the memories of the beautiful memories he had tasted even for a moment.

‘Tan easy, Brother. I will definitely find out who is behind the killing of you two. And also don't worry, I can protect myself and protect Nigel from the distress that is eyeing his life, Milaine's inner’.

Then suddenly Veno came to disperse his daydream. It seems he brought something to say to Milaine.

“Nona, Big master is waiting for you in his room. Can you meet him now?”

Veno flinched as he lifted his face looking at Milaine. For some reason, Veno was slightly distracted by the look in the girl's eyes. Sharp and veiled death, that was what he thought at that time.

“Dad wants to see me? Alright. I'll be there right away.”

Milaine passed away leaving Veno still glued to his place. He wanted to immediately finish the meeting with Conrad before stepping into the next plan.

Along the way to Conrad's private quarters, not a single eye turned from Milaine. It is undeniable that the figure of Milaine is indeed very beautiful, she inherited the beauty of Fiona. No one denies his face. Regardless of his cruel nature, everyone always praised that beautiful look.

“The charm is not kidding. Even though she was silent without expression, still her radiance of beauty dominated.”

“Forget about his cruelty, I think he will steal the hearts of many men from distinguished families.”

“Hey, have you forgotten? Miss Milaine's reputation as her brother's killer and her aunt's killer can not be covered anymore, it has spread throughout the country Helsper.”

Milaine heard the servants talk. Along the way, Milaine only heard whispers leading to her beautiful face. Even so, Milaine ignored him because it did not bother him.

“Dad, this is me Milaine,” said Milaine knocking at the entrance.

“Ya, please come in,” says Conrad.

Milaine put her foot into the room. Conrad sat there on the couch. Their gazes clashed against each other, the flat-face mimic on the faces of the two looked similar. Milaine sat on the sofa opposite Conrad. One by one the waiters took turns to serve snacks and warm tea.

“Ya, thank you.”

“….”

A short conversation. After that, they drowned in silence. The atmosphere between them was very heavy and tense. How not? Father and son alike, both cold and too indifferent.

“Ehem.” Conrad berdehem's. “Milaine, you are now officially on the path of combat between potential heirs. I'm planning on getting you into Eleutheria Academy. This is one of the conditions to be the heir of Lysander Group.”

“Nigel also studied at that academy right?” ask Milaine.

“True, Nigel is also there. Even though it's been six months late, but I can take care of it and get you into second-rate class.”

Milaine thought for a moment. As Milaine knows, Eleutheria Academy is a special school for prospective heirs to the company. No ordinary person goes to school there unless that person enters through a corporate sponsor.

At the Eleutherian Academy, it was divided into three grades, first, second, and third. The first class is filled by prospective heirs who still have not entered into the competition of heirs. The second class is filled by prospective heirs who have just entered into the competition of heirs. The third class is filled by those who have been competing heirs for approximately one or two years.

“That means I will also fight other corporate heirs. Not a few of them are envious of the Lysander Group. Then I am sure, I will be their main target,” said Milaine.

“I don't deny that. Since the academy is forbidden from spilling blood, they will do dirty tricks to trap you. However, if it's his business with outside the family competition, then I myself will intervene.”

“No need. You don't have to do it, Dad,” reject Milaine.

Conrad was stunned when Milaine said so.

“Why did you refuse my help?” ask Conrad.

“Because I can handle it myself. Don't waste your energy trying to help me fight them. Preferably, You increase alertness because there are dozens of enemies who target Your life.”

Conrad was unmoved, Milaine's warning felt very serious and real.

“Alright, I will remember your warning.” Conrad gulped his tea and put his cup down again. “Then one more thing. All your brothers have fiancees. I plan to arrange your engagement. What say?”

Milaine commented with a smile as she replied, “I'm sorry, but I have to reject it. I'll find my own fiancee.”

“Haha, it's up to you. I won't force you.”

Their conversation ended when Conrad got a call from the company. Milaine left the room and planned to return to her residential pavilion. By the time he walked in the hallway of the pavilion direction, his steps were paused by someone annoying.

“Hoho. Look who this is. How shameless this crazy girl set foot in the Lysander.” residence

Milaine smiled amusedly, Deysi – the third wife deliberately sought because of him.

“After five years of not seeing each other, your nature is becoming more and more so. How embarrassing it was, cornered the seventeen-year-old and acted like the lord of the mansion.”