Chapter 17
Beware of the Villainess!
âHm, isnât it too beautiful?â
âBleargh.â
âShut up, Jake.â
Even though he was the silent character, there were many times he taunted others.
I angrily put down the dress and said.
âIf you have eyes, tell him to fuck off, Yona.â
âShe says to fuck off.â
âNo.â
âIf not, then tell him to wear this dress and become Ianâs bride, Yona.â
âShe says to get married to Ian as his Ian.â
ââ¦â¦.â
Finally, Jake shut his trap, I let out a sigh and gestured to leave the shop because the traces of Jake left around irritated me. Even the shop owner couldnât bear to tell me to come back next time.
As soon as I opened the door what I saw, the street was bustling with energy as it neared the climax of spring.
The weatherâs nice.
âThe weatherâs this great, but I have to go around to choose a dressâ¦â¦.â
âMilady, are you aware that the Spring Party is next week? Even if you decide today, weâre scramming for time.â
At Yonaâs nagging, I closed my ears and walked across the street.
In the first place, I was the kind of person who didnât have either the touch of fashion sense or the talent of smooth management of interpersonal relationships. For me, the preparation for the Spring Party was much too tedious. Not to mention, I was growing irritated and nervous because I couldnât find a way to humiliate Ian.
I let out a deep sigh and looked around agitatedly. That moment, I found something lying down on the streets.
â?â
Now that I look at it carefully, it appears to be a person.
I could faintly hear Yona say something behind me, but I didnât mind her any attention and walked over.
âEek.â
There was a foul smell. It was the smell of a person who hadnât washed for several days. They seemed to be beggars. The thin body and blue hair caught my eye. It seemed they had collapsed in hunger. What should I do? Should I give them some money?
As I was considering it, I heard the beggar moan and watched them lift their face.
The next second, I couldnât help but lift the corners of my mouth. Because I thought of a very good idea.
A method to humiliate Ian, a very simple and rude methodâ¦â¦. How come I hadnât thought of this earlier?
I smiled friendly and extended a hand to the beggar.
âHello?â
***
âMy eyes werenât wrong.â
The corners of my mouth lifted uncontrollably as I looked at him. I scrutinized the man who was frozen with nervousness. It probably sounded like the actions of a perverted old man, but it couldnât be helped.
If itâs thisâ¦â¦.
I recalled the women who had gathered all around Ian.
His beauty, despite being a man, didnât lose to the many beauties who did all they could to be embraced by the Crown Prince. In fact, he shone even brighter than them.
âPerfect.â
I was astonished.
Then I nodded my head. I grabbed the shoulder of the man, who had been a beggar until yesterday and now had become the prince of a wealthy aristocratic household, and went straight to the main point.
âNow, my friend. Thereâs something I wish for you to help me with.â
The man blinked his bright pink eyes as if he didnât understand.
***
The advantage of becoming Melissa â thought there were very few â was that she had more opportunities to see handsome men more often than I did. Her fiance, younger brother, even the servants, all were rather handsome within the Empire. As a result, Melissa gained an eye that was able to recognize who was handsome and who was not.
I had made up my resolution the moment I realized that the beggar laying on the streets was handsome. No matter how dirty, inherently radiant beauty wasnât something that could be covered. And I required a handsome male to humiliate Ian.
That was how I blankly picked up the person who took my extended handâ¦â¦No, brought him in.
âAre you crazy, Milady! You didnât even pick a dress, but to bring in a useless person! I-!â
As I brought him to the carriage, Yonaâs nagging stabbed at my eardrums, but I calmly whispered the magic words into Yonaâs ears.