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Chapter 2 - The Script of the Fake Heir②

She felt bored lying in bed for a long time, and her empty mind unconsciously started thinking about her parents whom she might never see again. In order to avoid sinking into melancholy emotions, after catching up on the sleep she had missed in her previous life, Lillian began wandering around her room to see if there was anything she could do to pass the time. Compared to living in a cramped space before, Lillian felt that this bedroom was larger than her entire previous home.

She used to dream of having both a large wardrobe and a desk in her room. Although the bedroom doesn't have a desk, the dressing table is more than enough for reading and writing—if only there was WiFi! And if there was a computer, it would be perfect. Lily sighed with regret; if she had internet access, she felt she could happily stay in this room until the end of the show.

But this is impossible. Her role as a fake rich girl is definitely important, and she will have interactions with many people in the future. It can even be expected that those interactions won't be pleasant. However, Lilian is content. Enjoying privileges comes with obligations, and having power means taking responsibility. Otherwise, why should she be able to lie in bed doing nothing like a noble lady instead of being busy like an ant in the basement and not allowed to appear before her master as a scullery maid?

In this regard, she considers her understanding to be very profound - one must choose between mental exhaustion and physical exhaustion. When the moon is full, there will be a shortage. In the context of this story that still involves feudalism, all good things have been taken advantage of, and the next step is not far from being executed in the market. Unable to leave the room, Lillian began to count what was in those countless cabinets and drawers in the room. The clothes in the wardrobe were as diverse as she had imagined, with even four dresses bought that were exactly the same in style and color, except for different embroidered rose patterns on their hems.

Now it is still summer, Lillian suspects that if she tries on all her skirts as she naively imagined for a shopping spree, by the time she wears them all, winter will have passed.

"Are these also my clothes?" She saw the row of children's clothing hanging prominently in the wardrobe, but because they were taken care of by someone else, she couldn't tell if they were old or new clothes.

"Yes," the maid named Megan replied softly. She was older and much more mature than Kate. "These are all the clothes that Madam had re-tailored for Miss after she returned. You used to not allow us maids to take them away."

"After coming back?" means that after Lillian arrived at the Marquis's mansion, the Marchioness specifically tailored so many clothes for this adopted fake daughter.

 "Am I on good terms with the Duchess?" Lilian asked Megan.

"When I came to the Marquis's mansion as a maid, the lady had already passed away," Megan replied meekly. Her tone revealed her deep respect for the former mistress of the Marquis's estate. "The head housemaid in charge of me always told me that the lady was the best and kindest mistress one could imagine. I heard that after she tragically passed away during childbirth, giving birth to young Master Joseph, the entire mansion was immersed in grief. You also cried by her bedside for two whole days, Miss. In the end, it was Sir who brought you back while you were still heartbroken."

"Are you wanting to change the positions of these clothes?" Megan respectfully asked her, regardless of what the maids may think, they would not raise any objections to Lillian's decision.

"No, of course I will continue to keep it here," Liliana replied without any hesitation. She wasn't foolish and saw no need to eagerly declare to this still unfamiliar world that "she was completely different from before."

In recent days, she quietly created a mind map to help herself quickly familiarize with the relationships of all the people around her. If she is not mistaken, Joseph Whitman is less than three years younger than Lillian Whitman. In other words, when the real Lillian disappeared, the Marchioness may have been pregnant. Perhaps the Marchioness's early death is also related to the loss of her biological daughter. Lillian touched her throat and realized that this body could be saved by a therapist even after ingesting a lethal poison, indicating that the medical level is not very backward.

The mistress, who enjoys the best medical resources in the territory, gave birth to a son and a daughter safely. However, she experienced the death of her third child. Although it cannot be confirmed, there is a possibility that prenatal depression may have led to deteriorating physical condition. So why not find her own biological daughter instead of insisting on bringing back a fake replacement? People here are observant, and besides, for the wife herself, it is flesh that came out of her body. Can they really be fooled just by having the same hair color and eyes?

Every time Lillian reads such scenes in novels, she wants to ask these magical fathers why they do this.

These high-ranking nobles, who clearly appear to be all-powerful and have exaggerated levels of authority, are surprisingly not good at finding their own biological children. They always wait until the child is seventeen or eighteen years old and has become an adult. Then they start getting tangled up in love affairs, with one person loving the other while the other doesn't reciprocate. And just like that, with a snap of their fingers, they quickly find someone.

Never mind, she decided to give up questioning the world. Lillian shook her head and gently touched the row of exquisite children's clothing. The lace and patterns on the clothes still maintained their delicacy and freshness. Lillian didn't understand what is currently popular in this world, but from her aesthetic perspective, she couldn't find any flaws in the style or color combinations. They were like princess dresses that little girls dream of wearing.

What kind of emotions did the Marchioness have when she made clothes for the girl who replaced her own daughter's identity? If we consider the time, she may have only taken care of this child for a maximum of six months. However, she was able to make the seemingly stubborn girl deeply saddened after her passing. It sounds like she was a kind and good person.

Lilian closed the wardrobe and shook her head quickly, just like a cat shaking off water droplets from its head, getting rid of the faint sadness in her heart. It is a common practice to have a character in the story who is perfect and loved by everyone but cannot live. This kind of character serves as the regret for everyone and becomes the detonation point for various contradictions. To be on the safe side, it is necessary to record this incident on the character's mind map.

"What are these?" Lillian, tired of looking at clothes, absentmindedly opened a drawer she had never opened before and found not a dazzling array of jewelry, but a neat stack of letters. The names on them triggered an alarm in her mind, "Lancelot? Sounds familiar. "