I Will Live for Your Death (20 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 159

Ilyd knew well enough that she had poured her heart and soul into this event for the past few months. As a saintly figure who always stepped forward for good causes, it was only natural.

At first, she hadn’t paid it any mind—but ever since being confined to the Empress Consort’s palace, she’d ground her teeth in anticipation, waiting solely for this moment. She would ruin it, humiliate her, and make sure everyone pointed fingers at her in scorn.

Celina wanted to witness with her own eyes as the Empress faded away amidst everyone’s ridicule.

And as soon as she learned that the Imperial Grandson had been conceived, she immediately set her plan into motion. For someone in the Empress Consort’s position, uncovering the venue and schedule of a charity event was as easy as eating cold porridge.

She then persuaded Viscountess Vanerito, added extra payment on top, and secured the grand hall for the previous day. She also gave strict orders that this information be kept secret from the Empress until the day of the event.

“Isn’t that right, Viscountess?”

Viscountess Vanerito, standing behind Celina, turned pale as a sheet. Even from afar, one could clearly see her lips trembling uncontrollably. Ilyd asked, her expression grim.

“Viscountess, what is the meaning of this?”

“I’m sorry, Your Imperial Majesty the Empress. I merely… followed Her Imperial Highness the Empress Consort’s orders.”

So this was what Masha had meant by “something’s coming.” Ilyd closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The charity event was barely two hours away—was there even time to find another venue and redirect the guests?

“It seems preparations are mostly complete. Your Imperial Majesty, why not join the ladies for a cup of tea?”

Celina strode over with a bright smile. The sharp, mocking laughter that had echoed through the greenhouse among the wide-open petals once again rang in her ears.

It was intentional. Those who arrived at the charity venue, having received Ilyd’s invitations, would undoubtedly be confused at first.

But the noble ladies under the Empress Consort’s command would skillfully and naturally steer them toward her side—a calculated move to block anyone from joining the Empress’s faction.

Viscountess Vanerito, predictably, lowered her head to avoid the gazes of both Ilyd and Mariella.

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