Chapter 644: Real and Fake Little Maids

Olive watched, frowning. She suspected the problem stemmed from two cups of tea. Had Clara tampered with them?

Clara sat proudly on the sofa, awaiting Liam's reaction, but he remained impassive. What was happening? She began to doubt the potency of their mermaid's charm potion; even its enchanting effect shouldn't be insurmountable. Perhaps Liam's own body's resistance had overcome it.

Clara felt strangely overheated. She realized her elevated body temperature was abnormal.

Liam's deep voice broke through her thoughts: "Princess of Visionary, what's wrong? Do you feel hot?"

His calm gaze suggested he'd seen through her scheme. Her heart pounded. She'd drunk the drugged tea!

Clara gasped. She hadn't anticipated this. Liam seemed to know she was trapped in the Gold City Palace.

"King of Gold City," she announced, rising quickly, "this place is boring. I need some air." She fled.

Olive, speechless, also realized Clara's plan had backfired. It was her teammate against her! Liam had silently switched the teas and observed her coldly. Olive followed.

After they left, Trixie entered. "King of Gold City, what kind of drug did the Princess of Visionary use? I'm shocked by her indecent methods."

Liam sipped his tea. "I observed Princess Visionary's expression. It didn't seem like a potent drug."

"She really drugged you! What was her intention?" Trixie asked, removing her hood to reveal her beautiful face. "Don't worry. We'll soon know," Liam replied calmly.

Clara ran outside, her face flushed, her body burning. Drugged and trapped, what could she do? Her legs gave way, and she collapsed.

Olive arrived, looking down at her with clear eyes. "Clara, what stupid thing have you done now?"

"Olive, can you speak now?"

Olive touched her throat. The King of Gold City's pill had worked; she could speak. Liam's influence and the countless treasures in his palace were renowned worldwide.

"Clara, you drugged the King, trying to harm us? You've only harmed yourself! You'll be killed by your stupidity!" Olive sneered.

Clara, unable to retort, realized her folly. "Olive, stop the sarcasm. If I can't leave the Gold City Palace, you'll die too!"

Liam's voice called from outside, "Princess of Visionary, are you alright?"

Clara, panic-stricken, looked to Olive for help. Olive, despite her reluctance, had plans with Liam she couldn't jeopardize.

She ripped off Clara's mask, swapping faces. Clara became Sadie, and Olive resumed her own appearance.

"Stay here. I'll handle him," Olive said, leaving.

Clara, safe at last, breathed a sigh of relief. Shame washed over her as she saw Sadie's face in the mirror.

An idea sparked. Elvis was infatuated with Sadie. She would pretend to be the little maid. Elvis hadn't reacted to her as Olive, but he had to the little maid.

She dialed Elvis's number. His voice answered, "Hello."

"Elvis, save me! I'm at the Gold City Palace, drugged, and burning up!" Clara cried.

"I'll be there," he replied.

Then, she called Molly. "Mom, I have a perfect opportunity. Send someone to use the demon bell spell on Liam. I'm with Elvis, Olive is with Liam. It'll be fun!"