Class Villainess

Chapter 202 - Spilling The Conversation (3)

Chapter 202 – Spilling The Conversation (3)

I quickly slid the curtain, fixed my hat and shade, and zipped my jacket up to cover my boobs. 

"Okay, Em, let's trap them," I said to myself.

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"Huh? There is only one VIP table left? Wait, the empty one is the one with window view, right?"

"I'm sorry, Miss. That one has been booked. The only one left is the furthest right."

"Near that toilet?!"

"Y—Yes, Miss…"

"Then, arrange me to the one near the window! I want that table!" 

"We cannot do that, Miss. It has been booked until 7."

"Ugh, I'm a regular here! How could you treat your regular VIP customer like this?!"

I heard Natasha's loud voice as she protested to the waiter outside. If this is according to my plan, Natasha, Barbara, and Jordan would be staying at the next table.

But my body jolted in shock when the waiter suddenly slid the curtain off my table and bowed his head, "Excuse me, Miss. There is another guest that wants the table near the window. Is it okay for me to switch your booking table? Since you booked four tables."

I quickly collected myself after the freight from this damn waiter. At least let me prepare my arrogant act first, damn it!

I raised my chin and scoffed, "Who is the one who booked that table near the window first?"

"T—That's—"

"It's me, right? Do you still need to ask a question? Whether I used that table or not, I already paid it upfront, and I will not accept a switch. Let them sit in the unbooked VIP table or leave," I said arrogantly. "Or do I need to file a complaint to the manager?" 

The waiter looked distressed, I pitied him a bit, but this was his job. I was the one who booked it first, so I had them right here. 

"P—Pardon me, Miss, I will tell the guests about this. I'm sorry for the inconvenience."

The waiter slid the curtain and left me alone, I could hear another protest from Barbara and Natasha after that, but in the end, they accepted the worst VIP table, even if it was near the bathroom. 

"Ugh, who is the bitch who booked literally four tables anyway? I bet she is a creepy old man's mistress. Probably a whore for rich people! No wonder she has four tables set up for her, one for each old man, hah, what a slut!" Barbara said as I saw their silhouette on my curtain. 

They walked past my table and sat at the next table. I kept my silence because I had to get more information about them, whatever kind of information that would be.

I turned my recorder on and waited for them to speak.

__Recording__ Third person POV__

"Oh, Jordan, thank you for coming with us. I got so bored in my house on the weekend~" Natasha said as she leaned on Jordan like a spoiled maiden.

Jordan from the American Football Club stretched his arms to pull both Natasha and Barbara to his chest, "I'm always here if you need help."

"Help, haha! Well, if this—" Barbara suddenly put her hand on Jordan's crotch. "—This is what you call help, I guess it's very much helpful. I'm tired of eating some bad dicks, seriously."

"Haha, yeah! Who is the last man we hooked up with?"

"Hmm, I think it's a senior. I kind of forgot his name. But I know his tiny dick. It looks like chili pepper, hahaha!"

"HAHAHA!"

"AHAHAH!" 

Their mocking laugh echoed around the cafe, but nobody was here to reprimand them since it was still very empty. Nor did they think anyone would be bothered to stop anyway. 

Natasha and Barbara were always like this. With Natasha's money and Barbara's connection to get all kinds of boys they wanted in or outside of school, they could play with many boys, whether they were older or younger. It didn't matter to them. There was no barrier to being a minor or not because they were also minors, so they could hook up with anyone they wanted without repercussion.

They liked to do it with boys around their age or just slightly older. 

"Well, Jordan, do you think we should head to the hotel nearby?" Natasha asked. 

"Oh, the same hotel as our last time?"

"Yep, I have another room reserved there. It even has a good balcony view," Natasha replied. "It's called Lotus room, for some reason. But we shouldn't come as three, you know, they will suspect us if we come at the same time."

"Yeah, just like before, right? You two go first, and I will come about an hour later," Jordan said. "Just tell me the right room."

"It's Lotus room number 5 on the fifth floor," Natasha said, giving the information needed for Jordan to come.

"Yeah, don't forget to bring a condom. I forgot to buy one," Barbara added. "Anyway, you're in the American Football Club, right?"

"Yeah, I am. What? Do you want someone else to come instead?"

Natasha and Barbara laughed at the same time, "No, idiot, we want you to bring another boy with you. I've never tried a foursome before. Sounds challenging, you know~."

"Yeah, but we don't want you to bring someone random. We also want to score big, you know."

"Score big?" 

"Yes, why would we hook up with a random dude that we don't like? We go with you because we like you, and this, of course, ~" Barbara said as he gently patted Jordan's bulge. 

"Yeah, we need someone that will definitely score us big because nobody has ever slept with him. At least from the rumors I heard, he has never been in a relationship with anyone, so I guess he is still a very handsome, hot, and popular virgin boy, hihi~." 

"And who that person would be?"

Natasha and Barbara laughed at the same time again, "Tsk, tsk, really? You don't get the hint?"

"It's your own captain, idiot."

"Yes, we want Mason Hall to pop his first time with us!"