Class Villainess

Chapter 148 - Classic Red (2)

Chapter 148 – Classic Red (2)

"My beautiful Em, I've put the money in the paper bag. I put some extra, so you can buy something nice for yourself. Just ask me if you need money because I will do anything for you."

In contrast to his crazed laugh on the phone before. He actually sounded human here. In fact, his voice was deep and somewhat magnetic, very much the voice of a perfect man in my head and probably in everyone's head.

He reminded me of Logan's deep voice, mixed with Mason's magnetic and mellow voice. 

I didn't dare to directly open the door because I was scared that he might do something crazy, like ambushing and attacking me. I still had to be careful, knowing he was actually crazy despite his deep and magnetic voice. 

"I shall leave now, good night, beauty," he said. 

But before he left, I held him off, "Wait! Don't leave. I have questions for you."

There was silence for a moment, and I thought he actually left until I heard his voice again, "Do ask."

"O—Okay, I've always wondered about many things, but first, how do you know about me? About my previous life…."

"Because I live in that life as well. I wish I could tell you sooner back then, but I was such an idiot because I wanted to wait until prom to confess right in front of everyone about my feelings for you."

"I was so heartbroken when I saw your body all bloodied, with your heart pierced. I saw the desperate tears flowing from the edge of your eyes as well."

"At that time, my heart was shattered into pieces, and I could not think clearly anymore. I cried and wailed like a madman—I am a madman, in fact."

"I killed everyone who bullied you before. I spared no one because I want them to experience the pain you experienced, but double of that."

"But after I killed everyone, including Jessica, I still cannot feel satisfied. In fact, things became even lonelier because you're not here with me, Emmy…."

"Thus, after I killed everyone necessarily, I jumped from a bridge and died. I cannot live without you…."

"But somehow, I was transported in this world, return back in time. But I returned when I was in junior high instead of senior high. So I can finally do something that I should've done in my previous life. To clean up my family since the very beginning and solidified my position as the young master," The red rose man explained. The more he tried to explain it, the more I was confused about who he was. Because I never had any male friend, nor any male who wanted to get close to me without any intention of ridicule."

"You know that I was never close with any boy in high school, right?" I stated, so he wouldn't lie to me. There was literally no boy that tried to date me before.

"Yes, and that's because of my fault. I intimidated any boy who tried to get close to you. I've developed a crush on you since we first met in high school, and my crush developed from pity to possessiveness. I don't want anyone to have you, but my position was just not suitable to date anyone…."

"Though, I was so busy back during the time you'd dated Kyle for a brief time. He played you as a bet, so I played Russian roulette with him. His head had been blown off in the previous life, and I will do that again later."

"Emmelyn Jones, I'm sorry for messing up in our previous lives. I really love you, and I want to show you everything right now."

"But things aren't smooth-sailing. All I can do for you right now is secretly guard you from the dark. I will never let anyone hurt you, Em. Don't worry."

"I will leave now, I love you—Oh, thanks for the handkerchief, I will treasure it, probably kiss it every night, hehe~."

"Wait—" I wanted to ask more, but I could sense that he was walking away because the heavy aura outside of the door had disappeared. 

I placed my forehead on the door. I wanted to know more about him. Because after I heard his real voice, not through phone, I wouldn't lie that my heart was racing. 

I could feel this warm connection with him, with this sicko. When he finally explained himself, although still with many questions in my head, I could feel that he was sincere and had no intention of hurting me personally. 

Now I sort of understood why Grandma seemed to favor him a lot despite his sick behavior. 

"Who are you, really? What is your name? How could you know that I am also a reborn here…." I kept adding more and more questions, but all of them were left unanswered, of course. 

I sighed and unlocked the door. I took the paper bag and checked inside. 

"Whoa—he gave me… five grands?!" 

I zipped my lips immediately. I didn't want to get discovered. Well, good thing this was Monday night. Mom must've been too exhausted to function. 

I quietly sneaked back to my room and then checked the money he had given me. I counted it, and it was literally five grands! I didn't know how he could get this amount of money so easily. But this was surely convenient!

I only needed perhaps about 2 grands to bait Thomas and his gang to do the crazy stunt to trap them later. So I could keep the three grands for myself!

"Oh, damn, I can buy lots of things! First, I want to buy a new phone, and I want to buy a new laptop because mine is literally five years old, and—"

I halted my plans after realizing something. Of course, I couldn't spend this money on stuff that was way too obvious. Something like a phone or laptop would be too glaring for Mom. She would definitely think that I used disgraceful methods to get this money, such as… selling my body. 

Although busy as ever, Mom actually had eagle eyes that could notice many different things in me. If she saw me wearing the newest MacBook, then one thing for sure, she'd question the hell out of me and probably grounded me as well. 

I sighed and put that idea down. I wasn't old enough to buy something expensive without my mother's consent. And I'm pretty sure the store would be suspicious if I bought something expensive without any guardian around.

"Damn, I'm 15 already! Just in three years, and I will be in a legal age!"

Okay, since I couldn't spend this money on that luxury stuff yet. I would keep this as an emergency saving. If I got into trouble, or I need quick money for something, then I could just use this. 

I separated the 2 grands for my mission and the rest to my hidden stash, my emergency saving. 

Alright, now that things had been settled, I had to focus on the involuntary witness, Miss Brittany Alba. 

I had to find a way to bait her into coming to the place right on time. So she could be the witness.

I didn't have any access to her because she was a sophomore teacher, so the one who had access with her was Noah and Elise. 

Since I would be using Noah as bait, I felt like allowing him to 'contact' her was the better idea. But I definitely need to consult this with Elise.

Elise was really good at finding flaws in any plan we created together. She was blunt and prone to criticizing things, based on my observation, of course. 

So I texted Elise about the progress without telling her about Noah's secret directly. 

—

Emmy: Hey, Elise. I'm here with the progress of our plan together. 

Elise: Oh, great! I was starting to get anxious and was planning to call you just now.

Elise: So, did you find a good person for this? The person suitable for this kind of trap?

Emmy: Indeed, but our planned victim is not a woman, it's a man, and it's Noah Jameson. 

—

…

…

There was no more text from Elise. I was baffled. But then, she called me instead.

__Phone Call__

"Hello, Elise?"

"Em! Are you out of your mind?!"

"What? What did I do wrong?"

"I mean, Noah! Why would you use Noah in this?" Elise asked. Her tone seemed anxious.

"Uh-huh, why are you so surprised?" I replied lazily. I could definitely predict where this conversation would lead to. 

"He is working with Thomas, didn't I tell you before? Even if Thomas bullied him from now, I bet he will still tell Thomas about it because he is gay for him!" Elise said. 

"No, no, I know he is not gay because he already told me what really happened between him and Thomas. He is definitely innocent here, and he can't wait to take Thomas down as well."

"Wait, really?"

"Yes, let me tell you."