The Female Leads Truly Loves You Chapter 190: To hell with it

"What are you doing? You’re going to interfere when I’m disciplining him?"

Angel looked at her mother with great dissatisfaction.

But Celeste still had that kind and gentle smile.

"Young people’s affairs, I suppose I really shouldn’t ddle."

"Then why do you still do it?"

"I can’t help it... Sam is my child now, too. I can’t just watch him be bullied by you."

"Heh, bullied? This is a blessing for him. So many people wish to be treated by like this and don’t get the chance. Do you think he doesn’t enjoy it?"

Celeste nodded thoughtfully, turning her gaze to Selena beside her.

"You see, it’s not easy for anyone to have such inexplicable confidence like your sis. At least it’s impossible for the average person."

Selena was on the verge of bursting into laughter.

But Angel was looking at her coldly.

Suddenly, Selena’s laughter beca more awkward than crying.

Sam quickly returned to the crowd and resud signing autographs and taking photos as usual.

Isabella sidled up to Sam.

"You okay?"

Sam forced a smile and bluffed.

"What could be wrong? I’ve got Angel wrapped around my finger. You really think she can get the better of ? No need to worry."

Isabella looked at Sam with a skeptical eye.

"Really?"

"Of course, rest assured, she won’t co over again before we’re done."

It seed Isabella understood what he ant.

"And after we’re done?"

"Uh... senior, don’t you have anything else to do?"

...

Sam, along with Sophie and Isabella, were busy for quite a while.

They didn’t know how many autographs they signed or how many photos they took, but they finally ’cleared’ the long line of visitors.

Many people left satisfied.

And this comic convention, after lasting several hours, finally ca to an end.

It was now nearing evening, and in autumn, even the sunset seed to co a bit earlier.

The fiery clouds spread across one side of the sky.

Although the light was gradually dimming, this yellowish sunlight seed to add the last glimr to the closing scene.

Everly and Silas thanked all the cosplayers who attended, gathering all the funds raised and making a formal promise on the spot to ensure transparency in the donation amount, guaranteeing that it would all go to those who truly needed help.

Then Everly and Silas approached Sam, Sophie, and Isabella.

Taking advantage of the mont, Sam and Sophie went to change out of their costus.

They also cleaned off their makeup.

Apart from his hair not yet back to normal, Sam had returned to his familiar self.

"We really can’t thank you enough. We didn’t expect today to go so well, and now we can proudly announce the results!" Everly was clearly very happy, her face still covered in sweat, as she hadn’t had ti to change her clothes.

Isabella smiled.

"It’s nothing, it’s what we should do. Besides, it’s the weekend, and we’d definitely help out if we can, especially since we’re friends."

Everly nodded with a smile, then turned to Sam and Sophie.

"Especially you two, I really can’t thank you enough. I didn’t expect Isabella to be able to bring you along, and you were definitely the main contributors today!"

Silas blinked at the two of them.

"By the way, would you two be interested in cosplaying again in the future? Your performance today was stunning, and I think a lot of people will rember you. If you co to events like this in the future, you might beco the most famous cosplayers here."

Sam shook his head.

"I’ll pass on that. I still have school, and this can only be a hobby in my spare ti. I don’t plan on pursuing it as a career."

Sophie added.

"I’m not interested either."

Everly could only shake her head in disappointnt.

"Well, I won’t force you... By the way, Isabella, are you really not planning to co back?"

All eyes were on the girl.

Soone had told Everly that Isabella used to be a famous cosplayer online, having portrayed so morable characters, but for so reason, she gradually faded from the public eye and stopped participating in any cosplay activities.

Isabella said with a smile, "I don’t have any plans for that at the mont... Actually, like them, I don’t see cosplay as the main goal of my life. There are many other things to try, and besides, with you guys persisting in this activity, that’s enough."

Everly sighed, but it seed there was no way to continue persuading her.

Isabella’s decision was firm, and once she made up her mind, she wasn’t easily swayed.

Everly thanked the three of them again, and they prepared to leave.

Sam certainly rembered what Angel had said about finding them after everything was over... But if he didn’t see them now, it would be reasonable to pretend he hadn’t found them, right?

Thinking this way, with a bit of luck, Sam was ready to leave the campsite and quickly head ho.

Unexpectedly, not long after Sam left the convention,

"Big brother Sam!! Over here!!"

A familiar voice called out from not too far away.

Sam really wanted to pretend he hadn’t heard, but he knew that would be too obvious. He could only turn around and saw Selena waving her arms frantically, afraid he wouldn’t see her.

Beside her sat Celeste and Angel, lounging on what seed like vacation-style recliners... which, given their status, wouldn’t have been hard to co by.

"Um... I might have sothing else to do, so maybe I’ll go over there first, and you guys... head back?" Sam suggested after a mont’s thought.

There was no avoiding it; he had to face the situation. And with these two girls around, it might be even more difficult, especially since Angel tended to get moody whenever she saw won around him.

But Isabella seed very interested in the scene.

"Let’s go over together; it’s a good chance to clear up any misunderstandings, isn’t it?"

Sophie furrowed her brow, about to say she had no interest in explaining anything, nor did she feel the need to explain herself to that woman.

But as she looked over, her gaze collided with Angel’s.

Angel’s look was simple, with a single ssage: a challenge.

It was as if she was saying Sophie didn’t dare to show up in front of her...

Why not?

In an instant, Sophie said decisively, "Let’s go."

"Go? Where to?"

Sam looked puzzled, then saw Sophie heading straight towards Angel.

What was she doing?

Like a lamb to the slaughter!

Although Sophie was special in her own right, not just an ordinary person, compared to Angel, she seed like an innocent lamb.

Isabella said with a laugh, "It seems Sophie is more interested, so let’s go~"

Sam felt a sweat break out. Why had everyone beco so abnormal?

Soon, the three of them arrived in front of Angel and her family.

Seeing Sophie, who looked formidable and had a sufficiently icy expression, Celeste smiled.

"So this is the girl who was wearing the priestess outfit earlier?"

Sam hurriedly stepped forward to Celeste.

"Ah, these two are my classmates and mbers of the sa club. This is Sophie, and this is Isabella."

Celeste seed thoughtful.

"Sophie... nice na. She’s pretty and has a unique aura, almost on par with Angel."

At these words, Angel and Sophie reacted almost simultaneously.

"Who’s like her?"

"Who wants to be on par with her?"

The antagonism was already quite evident.

Celeste seed to have discovered sothing fascinating.

"It looks like there’s so tension between these two."

Sam wanted to say: You’re just realizing that now?

But he didn’t say it, instead choosing to laugh awkwardly.

"Beautiful people are like that, there’s a saying that goes, ’Two tigers cannot share one mountain.’"

"You an to say Angel is a tiger?"

Celeste’s words imdiately made Angel turn her head to look at Sam, her narrowed eyes emitting a dangerous glint as if to skewer Sam on the spot.

Sam was taken aback. Explore more stories at .Côm

Could it be that Celeste was deliberately stirring the pot?

Sam imdiately scrambled to explain.

"Ah, that’s not what I ant. I ant to say that both of you are exceptional."

But Celeste, after a mont’s thought, said,

"However... even among the exceptional, there can be those who are relatively more so. Who do you think is better, Sam?"

She had just asked such a loaded question.

Sam instantly felt the simultaneous piercing gazes of Sophie and Angel.

Their eyes said it all.

If he chose one, he would surely offend the other.

Given the situation, if Sam said Angel was the best, it was because Sophie, unlike the dangerous Heiress, probably wouldn’t do anything drastic to him.

But he sighed, a look of resignation on his face, and said, "Perhaps my view is a bit cliché, so I can’t really tell who is more exceptional. I can only say they excel in different ways."

Celeste uttered an "Oh?" and then looked on.

"Is that so? And what might those different ways be?"

Sam’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. If it weren’t for the crowd, he would have been tempted to kneel and beg this woman to stop asking questions.

It wasn’t just the questions; each one seed designed to fan the flas.

Sam glanced at Angel, who wasn’t smiling, only offering a dangerous gaze.

Then at Sophie, who seed devoid of any extra expression, still with a face of cool indifference.

Sam sighed.

"How to put it... both ladies are beautiful, intelligent, and have outstanding deanors. The slight difference might be in their personalities and temperants. One is like a dazzling sumr, the other a pure and chilly winter."

This answer obviously didn’t give the girls a focal point to latch onto imdiately, which was precisely Sam’s intention. Being too explicit would have given the ga away right there and then.

Celeste gave a slight smile.

"Sam, you’re quite quick on your feet..."

Sam barely had the energy to smile back, feeling as if his brain’s CPU was about to overload.

At that mont, Angel took the initiative to approach Sophie, looking into her eyes and smiling.

"I’ve seen your cosplay; you’re quite suited for this sort of thing—dressing up in bizarre costus and standing before everyone, basking in your simple, ordinary charm."

Her words were laced with sarcasm from the get-go.

Sophie’s chest rose and fell slightly as she retorted with a cold laugh.

"I find it quite fun, unlike so people who always think about solving problems with money. In fact, if they were stripped of their wealthy background, they’d be incapable of achieving anything."

Angel’s gaze grew colder.

"Is that so? But it seems you’re overlooking the fact that one’s background is a part of life. If you can only counter with my family’s status, doesn’t that imply I’m impeccable in other aspects? And Sophie... what have you actually accomplished? You’re even trying to steal soone else’s man."

The air was charged as if a battle had been ignited in an instant.

Sam felt this was not his place to intervene, but to just stand by and watch it unfold... was that really appropriate? He looked towards Celeste, who seed to have no intention of stopping the altercation.

Celeste, with a thoughtful gaze, looked back at Sam. A aningful smile played across her exquisite and stunning face.

"It seems, Sam, your charm is quite dangerous. To have such unique girls at loggerheads over you..."

"It’s nothing like that... They probably just don’t get along, and it has nothing to do with ."

"Oh? Is that so? Not even a little bit?"

As for where the discord lay, Sam couldn’t be sure—perhaps it was just a natural clash of auras, like incompatible astrological signs.

Sophie glared coldly at Angel.

"If that’s all you wanted to say, then it’s rather boring. Besides, is Sam really yours? Did he say so?"

Angel turned her head sharply.

"Sam!"

Sam could only steel himself and step forward between the two. "Have you two... talked enough?"

Angel looked at Sam with a smile.

"Co ho with later, is that a problem?"

Huh?

Was this the result you two had just agreed upon?

So sudden?

And at this mont, Sophie furrowed her brows slightly and said.

"I’m going ho, are you coming or not?"

Before Sam could answer, Angel spoke with irritation.

"If you want to go back, then go. What does it have to do with whether he goes with you?"

At this point, Sophie’s smile erged, laced with clear provocation.

"Because we ca together, it’s only natural to go back together, right? Besides, it’s on the way."

"You and her are on the way?"

Angel looked at Sam with a cold gaze.

Danger seed imminent.

Sam said helplessly.

"It is on the way... We just happened to co together for the club activity."

Angel’s gaze remained frosty.

"I don’t care about that. Are you going ho with now, or are you going ’on the way’ with her?"

It was as if she had issued an ultimatum.

And Sophie couldn’t help but say.

"Sam, I hope you don’t succumb to the coercion and temptation of power. If you’re that kind of person, it would be really disappointing."

"I..."

"What does it have to do with you, what coercion and temptation? Even if he chooses to go with , are you saying it’s because of my family background? I underestimated you, Sophie, you really are despicable and scheming."

"It’s not... you guys..."

"Still, it’s better than your scheming. Since high school, you’ve wanted to control other people’s lives, don’t you think your strong possessiveness is a confidence given by your family? If you strip away all that, do you really think anyone would want to stay by your side?"

"Heh, I think you’re just looking for a way to save face, Sophie..."

"Enough!! Stop talking!!"

At that mont.

Sam, who had been unable to get a word in edgewise and was feeling dizzy from the back-and-forth, finally exploded.

The suddenness of his voice, the rarity of his tone, and an expression that had never before graced his face.

It made everyone present, including Celeste and Isabella, involuntarily turn to look at him.

Angel and Sophie simultaneously ceased their bickering, turning their attention to the man.

Sam’s expression was sowhat grim.

He took a deep breath, then addressed them both.

"Argue all you want, I’m not dealing with this."

With that, he turned and walked away.

Angel clenched her fists.

"Sam! Are you sure you want to do this?"

Sam didn’t even think of looking back.

"Do whatever I want, you two can do whatever you like!"

Sophie also looked towards Sam.

"Are you going ho?"

"To hell with going ho! I just want so peace and quiet, leave alone!"

Really, I’ve given you two enough respect.

If I don’t show so temper, you’ll treat like a toy, thinking you can just take and play whenever you want, right?

I don’t owe you anything, I’m done serving!

To hell with it!