Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 91

Sylvia’s POV:

There was no information about the sender on the box, which I found was quite heavy.

Flora gave the box a light shake before helping me put it down. “It’s so heavy! Do you think it’s a bomb?”

I grew hesitant and suddenly didn’t want to open the box anymore. The box was just plain white, without any logo or anything printed on top of it. It did, however, emit a faint fragrance.

“Should I open it?” I looked at Flora nervously.

Flora violently shook her head. “No, no, no. What if Lucy found us out and sent a bomb to kill us?”

“Mm, I don’t really think she would do something that blatant.”

If anything, I was expecting a more secret attack from them. Using a bomb would just create trouble for everyone.

Just as I was about to open the box, Yana stopped me.

“Retreat! Abort mission!” Yana screamed in my head.

I stopped in my tracks and took a step back. Seeing my sudden reaction, Flora also stepped back.

“What was that? What’s wrong, Sylvia?”

“I think we should be prepared for whatever it is when I open it…” I said, pretending to be calm.

Flora nodded and immediately went for a tin bucket and placed it on her head, while I opted for a washbasin as my helmet. Both of us took our thick quilts from the beds and wrapped ourselves in it.

I grabbed a clothesline pole and used it to poke the box. “Okay… I’m going to open it now.”

With the bucket trembling on her head, Flora replied, “Okay… I’m ready. This iron bucket should protect me from whatever it is!”

I closed my eyes and pulled the box cover off with the pole. “It’s open!”

We waited for a few seconds, but there didn’t seem to be any explosion. Carefully, I put down the pole and walked over. Inside the box, there was a neatly folded champagne gold dress with matching shoes and jewelry.

Seeing that I didn’t explode, Flora felt safe enough to come over as well. She gasped when she saw the items inside. “What a gorgeous dress! Who’s it from?”

I saw a card placed beside the dress and picked it up. Instantly, I realized who it was from.

“Well, go on and read it! Hurry! Who on earth could be this romantic? Who?” Flora urged excitedly.

I smiled shyly and opened the card, seeing that familiar handwriting on it.

“Sylvia, the dress and shoes are custom made for you. I think they will suit you very well. I have already requested for you to take a leave on Friday afternoon. Just wait for me in your dormitory.” Flora read out the first part with a swooning voice. “Oh, my god! Who is this man? He’s so considerate. He actually knows your exact size!”

I blushed. “Oh, stop it, Flora.”

“Okay, fine. I won’t read the rest of it. I’ll let you enjoy this cute moment for yourself.” Flora teased and smiled mischievously.

Biting my l*p, I read the rest of the message, making my heart beat faster. Rufus told me to wait for him in my dormitory. That meant he was coming to pick me up personally. I gazed at his signature affixed on the bottom and didn’t want to look away. I wanted to see him immediately.

“Is it from Prince Rufus?” Flora had that look on her face when she could smell juicy gossip. “Your blushing face tells me that I’m right!”

“Stop it, Flora!” I turned around, trying to hide the fact that I had turned red as a tomato. “We have nothing to do with each other.”

Flora refused to believe a word I said. Thinking that I was still too stubborn to admit to her, she added, “I did hear that Prince Rufus treats you differently. There are a lot of rumors going around about it. So, tell me! Are the two of you in love?”