Turns out I was the heroine of one of those tragic “they regret everything too late” stories. Apparently, right now is the phase where the male leads and their family are racking up karma.

“Wow… You treated me this badly? That’s a bit much.”

But it’s fine. In my past life, I had over 10 years of experience in customer service. I can handle entitled jerks like a soulless pro.

“Giselle, your insolent attitude is no longer tolerable. I told you to be quiet.”

“Ah, right. Sure thing.”

“What?”

“You’re absolutely right, Lady Mariposa. I’m worthless trash, I’ll go grab a garbage bag and bury myself. Why would someone like me even bother living?”

All I did was cut off my toxic family and decide to be stronger than any male lead, and yet...

“Giselle Florette. I want you to become my wife. Officially. For appearances.”

Wait, did the villainous Duke Kalinos just propose a fake marriage?

“I’ll pay you 5 billion gold a year.”

“I’ll serve you with utmost devotion.”

“And please, behave like the absolute worst person alive. I want my family to be utterly traumatized by this marriage.”

Being a professional nuisance? Easiest job I’ve ever had.

Loyalty mode: Activated