Chapter 01. Cheers, I Won the Lottery!
“Isn’t Lady Asteine being compared to Lady Clemence too much?”
“Still, she’s our lady. You shouldn’t say that…”
“Just look at her, pretending to be poor by coming all the way down to this shabby Sentium villa to imitate Lady Clemence. Pathetic.”
Voices of maids whispering could be heard from outside the door.
The old Sentium villa didn’t have good soundproofing.
Hearing their chatter like a lullaby, Asteine opened her eyes.
She was lying in bed—sleepy, tired, and annoyed.
But most importantly, the noise outside was really irritating.
“The Duke will surely come back for Lady Asteine.”
“As if! She couldn’t even have her coming-of-age ceremony properly. She’ll be kicked out of the family and won’t even be considered a noble.”
Anyone would feel their face burn after hearing others talk behind their back.
But Asteine just leaned against the bed and wiped her face dry, unfazed.
“Has it been a week already…? Ugh, I still can’t get used to this body.”
She had become a reincarnator.
After feeding a stray cat, she was hit by a car and woke up inside the novel The Mistake of Clemence.
Now she was Asteine Paradi—daughter of the powerful Paradi Ducal House, and its biggest disgrace.
She took a sip from an old bottle of tequila on her bedside table and gathered her thoughts.
“Asteine Paradi: a side character attempting to mimic the heroine, emotionally needy, unlikeable, and having nothing but money to her advantage. Got it.’
She didn’t need much alcohol to figure things out.
She’d spent a week lying around, analyzing the situation. Now there wasn’t much left to do.
After finishing her drink, she finally opened the door.
With a creak, the door swung open, and the maids standing outside straightened up.
Brown-haired maid on the left. Tall maid on the right.
Asteine stepped out, looked at both of them, and casually asked:
“What were you talking about?”
“…Pardon?”
“You were talking about me, right? Go on.”
She wasn’t angry—just curious.
It had been a week since she arrived in this world, and she knew there was no going back.
To survive here, she needed to know what people thought of her.
“…W-What exactly are you asking?”
The tall maid looked flustered.
Being asked to repeat gossip in front of your boss? That could cost you your job—or worse.
“What you just said about me.”
Asteine had no intention of punishing them—she just wanted to know her reputation.
Still smiling, she tilted her head.
“Come on. Speak.”
There was a hint of quiet authority in her tone, and the tall maid looked down, too afraid to speak.
The brown-haired maid looked a bit bolder.
“If you don’t talk, I’ll fire you.”
The brown-haired maid briefly smirked, as if to say, As if you could.
Asteine tilted her head again, watching her.
So even her maids didn’t respect her, huh?
“As you wish, milady,” the maid said, her tone dripping with sarcasm.
She didn’t realize she was walking herself right into a trap, eagerly talking.
“We were speaking about how society says you’re just trying to copy Lady Clemence.”
“That’s true. Boring. Got anything else?”
Asteine shrugged, and the maid’s cheeks flushed.
That was not the response she expected.
By now, Asteine should’ve been in tears, running back into her room.
Annoyed, the maid kept going, desperate to get a reaction.
“You never had your coming-of-age ceremony, so people wonder if your family doesn’t even recognize you as a noble. Also, there’s talk about how Marquess Salame humiliated you at a social event…”
The more she talked, the wider Asteine’s smile grew.
“Wow. That’s… really something.”
The maid looked away and bit her lip.
Asteine was acting nothing like her usual self.
But Asteine just beamed.
Why live up to anyone’s expectations?
She was rich—and that was all she needed!
“Then may I go now…?”
The maid’s tone was weaker now, but her eyes still held contempt.
“Where are you going?”
Asteine casually rubbed the back of her neck.
‘Okay, I’ve seen enough. Now what to do with this maid?’
She took another sip of the warm but tasty tequila.
And smiled.
She didn’t have to put up with someone badmouthing her to her face.
“I’m going to my quarters,” the maid said.
“Your quarters?”
“Yes. My room.”
She confidently played with her hair, but Asteine just smiled.
Everyone said she was already ruined, but…
Why should she tolerate this?
“Your room? It’s gone.”
“What—?”
Asteine grinned, not bothering with formalities.
She even gave the maid a couple of gentle pats on the shoulder.
“Oh, I forgot to mention. You’re fired.”
“…Fired?”
Looking at the stunned maid, Asteine replied sweetly:
“Yep. Bye. And no, I’m not writing you a recommendation.”
With that, she slammed the door shut.
The maid’s future outside the Paradi house didn’t look too bright.
But that wasn’t Asteine’s problem.
She stood in her dusty old room, smiling happily.
A reverse harem romance fantasy novel, The Mistake of Clemence.
The original story ended with the world’s destruction.
Asteine was a useless side character—emotionally unstable, obsessed with the heroine, and a total embarrassment.
But none of that mattered now.
“People really don’t get it…”
She placed her empty tequila glass back on the dusty table and grinned.
“…As long as you’re rich, what more do you need?”
Status, power, love?
No thanks. Too much trouble.
Why bother?
She’d just enjoy her billionaire lifestyle and live happily ever after!
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