I possessed the body of a high-society “trash” villainess from a prestigious family.
A villainess exploited by her family and ultimately abandoned for the sake of the heroine!
‘I’m out of here. Good luck getting by without me, you lot.’
But I got caught.
By the beautiful villainous prince who is destined to start a war.
“I’ve already imprinted on you. What are we going to do now?”
First, I’m going to stop the war you’re planning to start.
All for the sake of my modest, precious, and peaceful retirement.
* * *
I just don’t get it.
I’m doing the absolute bare minimum, yet money, honor, and connections keep pouring in.
And why is this fox-like villain acting like this again?
“You’ve made it so I can’t live without you; where do you think you’re going?”
Is living a quiet life alone really this difficult?
