Class Villainess

Chapter 158 – Love Letters (4)

"… how much?" He asked.

I grinned as I was going to tell him the astronomical amount that I got.

"I have 2 grands as a bait."

"2 GRANDS!?"

Noah looked utterly shocked by the amount that I spoke. I raised my chin proudly, "What? Surprised that I can gather that much money?"

"H—How? I mean, I was thinking about pawning my car and buying something cheaper. My parents wouldn't mind anyway."

"I… I have someone to help me," I said. I didn't want to tell Noah that I actually had a sugar stalker ready to give me any amount of money in exchange for some creepy stuff, like his worn shirt and lipstick-stained handkerchief. 

He was also insane. But at the same time, it sounded so sweet when he uttered his feeling.

Yeah, that red rose man was a creep, but I wouldn't lie that he could be sweet sometimes, just sometimes, though…

"Someone? E—Em, you're not—you know…."

"What? Selling my body?"

"… I mean, you do realize that you have a great body, right?"

"I know that," I shrugged. I had come to the realization that I had a good, voluptuous body. But this body was also the reason why I got bullied in the past life. "But I didn't do that. I got it from someone, my relative. He is ultra-rich, so I asked him to lend me money. In exchange, I will be doing his homework remotely for 1 week."

"Whoa, that guy must be so rich then. To throw away 2 grands for 1-week homework…." Noah commented.

"Y—Yeah, he is. Anyway…" I quickly changed the topic. "Now that I have the money, how do I request those bastards to do my bidding?"

"Well, there are two ways. One is to text them. You know, tell them that you want to do something, and they will do it after you transfer the money. But this method is way too obvious, right?"

"Yep, that's way too obvious and dangerous. They can trace the money transfer, also the text," I confirmed.

"That's why there is the second option. This one is safer, but not many know about this, only those who had come in contact with them first. So if you did this, you can post it anonymously and store the money, then they will do it for you."

"So the second one is more like an anonymous contract or some sort?" I asked.

"Indeed it is. That's why only those who had contracted them once know about this method," Noah said. "Naturally, as Thomas' ex-simp, I also know this method."

"Then, tell me how to do it."

Noah nodded, "Do you know that old, abandoned storage room near the front gate?"

"Uh-huh," I remembered that old storage that had been unused since the first day I arrived in this school. 

"Well, if you enter that old storage, you will see two boxes in the middle of the room. One box is red, and another one is green. If you want to request something from them, put your money in the green box, and then put an anonymous note, telling what do you want them to do."

"If they think it's reasonable, they will take the money and make your request. But if they reject it, they'll only take half of the money and then leave without doing anything else."

"Do you think two grands is enough to convince them?" I asked. 

"That is more than enough. You can also say that you will give more after they execute the job perfectly."

"I see, then shall we decide the date? Because you know, I have the key to lure Miss Alba by using a letter, and I have to give it to Elise today, so she could deliver it to Mona."

"A letter?"

"Yes, from Mason Hall. Miss Alba loves him, right?"

"Of course, who doesn't love Mason Hall? But… how could you get that letter? Did you forget it?"

"You know that Mason and I know each other's, right?" I said, telling him to remember my last meeting with Mason in the toolshed. When Mason caught us red-handed hugging inside the tool shed.

"Ah, yeah, I remember that," Noah said. "So… did you ask him to write about this? He knows about our mission?"

"Not exactly. I just tell him to write a love letter for me, but without mentioning my name. So I can use it to lure Miss Alba instead," I replied. 

"And he agreed on that?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

…

"I thought you're dating your club president, you know the one named Logan."

"Huh? And how did you get that idea?" I wondered. I mean, I had nothing against Logan. He was handsome, hot, rich, and responsible for his mission. He was definitely on par with Mason Hall in terms of appearance as well.

But he was always dismissive, and his gaze looked so intimidating, many people got scared instead of fawning over him, unlike Mason. 

"Well, because of LLE?" Noah said, pointing at the vases at the corner. "There are so many vases with LLE engraved at the bottom. I also noticed even smaller and more exquisite ceramics in here has LLE in it."

"I thought LLE means Logan Loves Emmy," Noah said. "So this whole place is a gift for you, I think…."

"Seriously, you're reaching right now," I rolled my eyes. "I can't even imagine someone like Logan falling in love with me."

"Why not?"

"Because… uh…" I suddenly got tongue-tied as I tried to find a good reason why Logan and I wouldn't date, if ever. 

To think about it again, Logan and I were quite a match. We were both scheming and had our secrets. We tolerated and supported each others' ruthlessness, and we were also a good match to communicate. At least when I was with him, I would let go of my worries, and we would bicker with each other without thinking about being fake.

…

"Eh, I just don't like him," I replied to Noah.

Though, I wasn't really sure of myself. I always thought that Logan was a great guy and definitely a great partner-in-crime, but I was still interested in Mason. 

Whenever I was with Mason, my heartbeat would race, and I would blank out for a moment. His charm was that deadly. 

"That's unfortunate," Noah mumbled. "I'm sorry for prying around, but I was just curious. When I looked around the vases, I noticed some of the vases don't have LLE engraved in it. And they are all ugly or plain. But those who got LLE engraved always have this sort of romantic atmosphere in its motive or coloring."

…

"You're thinking too much, Noah. My club president isn't that attentive. He is a total rich brat," I tried to deny it. I meant, I just couldn't imagine Logan being gentle, soft, and charming like Mason. "Anyway, we should get back to our business. You know, about that request to those bastards."

"Ah, yes, if you want to do the second method. Just write a note, and put it there with the money, of course. Be sure to put it early morning, so nobody will see you."

"I think you should do it quicker. It's winter, Em. And the school will have a long Christmas holiday soon," Noah said. 

"I understand. I'm thinking about starting tomorrow. But I need you to check whether they have taken the request or not. Because we need to deliver the letter to Miss Alba on the D-Day, so she wouldn't just start sharing the 'good news' to Mason Hall's fans, or it'd be a big mess in the end."

"I will. Don't worry about that one," Noah said. "Honestly, I think they should be checking the box tomorrow morning. They are pretty broke these days, and they'd usually get money from that. They're basically hitmen," Noah said. "You should write the note first, requesting them to do something. Don't put your name in it."

"And I should deliver this letter to Elise this evening because we don't have much time," I said. 

**

I was thinking of a good note to bait those bastards, but I had higher priority right now. 

I called Elise right after school ended and asked her whether she could meet me right now or not.

After she agreed, I waited in the previous cafe where we had met before, and it took about 30 minutes until she arrived in her car. She went in and then sat in front of me, "So, Em, how is it? Now that you've got the letter, I don't think we need to delay any longer. Because Christmas and new year's break is coming."

"I know, that's why I want to give you this letter," I said as I took out the letter from my bag. I already, surely, perfectly separated the one for me personally and the one for Miss Alba.

Elise opened the envelope and then started reading the letter seriously. Her expression changed from curiosity to surprise.

She looked at me with bewildered eyes, as if she had just read something supernatural, even though it was just a love letter.

"Em, I didn't know that you have an obsession with Mason Hall."