Villain Simulator-Chapter 143: Rosalie’s Worsening Mood

Fifteen minutes on foot from Lumina, there lay a grove of cypress trees.

Behind it stood a mountain with clear streams, while in the opposite direction, the cityscape stretched out in all its beauty. In that serene location, nestled within the embrace of nature, stood a particularly luxurious villa.

In the living room of the villa, a pretty blonde girl lay in a hammock, staring at Adrian’s picture on her phone while speaking playfully to her brother, Alex Clinton.

"I have to say this guy did have a handsome face despite growing up in an orphanage, and the surprising thing is that he hadn’t been whored around despite his appearance. He’s got quite the luck."

The girl was none other than Jessica Clinton, the sole daughter of the Clinton family and Alex’s big sister.

"Handsome? That guy’s nothing but an arrogant nuisance—a dog that barks at its master," Alex retorted as his frustration reached a boiling point.

"Argh! I’m dying of shame because of him. Sister, you have to do something."

"I know. Since he dared to lay a hand on you, he’ll face consequences. But let’s wait for Rosalie before making any hasty decisions."

Jessica replied calmly.

Being a brocon and fiercely protective of her brother, Alex was Jessica’s ultimate priority, and Adrian’s actions had made him her must-kill enemy.

So, it wasn’t that Jessica lacked the desire for revenge, but rather, carrying it out wasn’t simple. Before taking any decisive action, it was necessary to consider the bigger picture.

It was undeniable that Adrian, a commoner boy, had achieved the top spot in Lumina’s entrance exams—a first in the academy’s history.

While others might fail to grasp the significance, Jessica understood the overwhelming attention that Lumina faced, especially concerning that particular boy.

In such a precarious situation, conflicting with him only spelled unnecessary trouble for oneself and their respective families.

Even if it were the Clinton family, which owns dozens of magic stone mines all over the continent and ranks 12th in the American business hierarchy, it would be problematic for them.

It was then...

—Rustle.

A soft rustle, like a snowflake touching down, dispelled the tension in the air.

"… What are you talking about?"

Followed by a gentle voice.

Jessica and Alex both turned towards the railing of the second-floor staircase simultaneously.

Purple hair, imbued with a white glow, flowed down, and luxury artifacts like rings, braclets, and necklaces rippled like small waves.

"It sounds like there’s an argument. I could hear the commotion from upstairs."

Rosalie Cypra.

Even among Lumina’s elite, Rosalie stood at the apex, the daughter of one of the most influential families on the American continent, the Cypras.

"Rosie~ are your studies over~?"

"Mm"

Jessica tried to run to her and hug Rosalie but was blocked, while Alex also rose from his seat.

"We were talking about that scoundrel, Adrian."

"What about him?"

Rosalie inquired coldly, causing Alex to immediately clamp his mouth shut and Jessica to cough awkwardly and interject.

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"Nothing, just about what he did today in your class."

Alex also scratched the back of his neck and made an excuse.

"Yeah, I can’t understand how someone like that can be so arrogant. I remember his background information saying he used to be a timid guy."

Hearing that, Jessica crossed her arms, thinking of Adrian.

"If I remember correctly, he vanished for about 2 months, right before the entrance exams. He must have received some special training during that break from some expert who took him in."

"Sister, you’re reading too much drama. Those things don’t happen in real life, and even if he did train, can simply training for two months make it possible for him to beat Rosalie in exams and me in a hand-to-hand fight?"

"Alex!"

Rosalie’s expression hardened momentarily, causing Alex to shiver.

He had accidentally touched a sore spot.

Rosalie hated losing, especially to men.

She was the rising star, shining the brightest, but now her brilliance was eclipsed by a commoner who emerged seemingly out of nowhere.

It gave all of her haters a reason to put her down and ruin her reputation as the Absolute Best in her generation.

She became the target of constant mockery.

Coupled with the events of the day in class, Rosalie’s mood plummeted to rock bottom.

"Instead of concerning yourself with me, perhaps you should reflect on your own actions. Getting worked up over trivial matters and being manipulated and controlled by him from beginning to end, like a puppet in the palm of his hand—is that your idea of superiority as an elite?"

"Ah, yes. That, um. Sorry. I know you didn’t like that loser, right? Just-"

Stumbling over his words, Alex tried to lighten the atmosphere. But it did nothing but darken Rosalie’s mood.

"Why do you say I dislike someone?"

Rosalie hated Adrian, who not only was a man and gave her the first defeat of her life, but also indirectly challenged her authority in front of everyone.

She disliked him so much that she didn’t even want the fact that she disliked him to be discovered.

No, she disliked that guy so much that she wouldn’t even admit to herself that she disliked him.

"I have no reason to dislike such a homeless guy with no roots."

Fortunately, Rosalie didn’t dwell on the matter further and, with little reaction, made her way to the coffee machine with heavy steps. Alex cast a glance her way, breathing a sigh of relief.

"Rosie~ Can you make me a cup too?" Jessica chimed in.

Rosalie handed the freshly brewed coffee to Jessica as well.

"Thanks~"

Sensing the timing was right, Jessica broached the subject she’d been itching to discuss, feigning genuine curiosity.

"By the way, Rosie, should I teach that guy a lesson? Once he gets a taste of reality, he’ll fall in line, and then you can decide what to do with him. Break him, torture him—anything you want."

"Don’t worry about it," Rosalie replied calmly, tapping the floor with the heel of her slipper. "He’s just a stray dog who forgot his place. Sooner or later, he’ll find his way back to where he truly belongs, just like his family."

On the first day she learned of Adrian’s victory over her, all his history, geography, and biography landed on Rosalie’s desk. She knew exactly who he was, his connections with her family, and everything else.

"He’ll disappear soon enough. He might get hurt or even die. After all, dozens die every year in Lumina," Rosalie stated bluntly.

It was a rather harsh statement.

Alex gulped nervously, clearing his throat, while Jessica sipped her coffee without a second thought.

"Rosie, this coffee is good. The coffee machine was a good purchase, right?"

"Instead of worrying about strange things, how about focusing on studying?"

Rosalie, who had thrown a sharp remark, went back up the stairs with her teacup in hand.

"Let’s study together~"

"No. I need some time alone."

Jessica tried to follow her but was immediately rejected, and she could only blankly watch her retreating figure.

"…Sigh."

Her friend was becoming more dazzlingly beautiful every day.

Even though her personality was questionable.

"Sister. Do you think Rosalie changed a lot after her dad became the family head?"

Jessica shot him a sidelong glance and shook her head.

"Brother, some questions are better left unasked."

"... Sorry."

.....

Bang!

As soon as Rosalie reached her room and locked the door, she threw the cup directly onto the floor.

Smash!

Frustration and humiliation overwhelmed her.

"Huff... Huff... Huff..."

Her breathing was ragged, and her fists clenched as she struggled to contain the seething rage consuming her.

Earlier, she had feigned nonchalance in front of Jessica and Alex, but only she knew the turmoil raging within her.

How could she, Rosalie Cypra, the esteemed daughter of one of the most influential families on the continent, be so thoroughly humiliated by a commoner?

How could she be unaffected after enduring such humiliation, when even her childhood friend pointed out her loss on her face?

It was unbearable.

Completely unacceptable.

But what was even more infuriating was that Rosalie couldn’t even refute it.

Every word they uttered was an undeniable truth.

"I should have taken the exam seriously."

Regret gnawed at her, twisting in her gut like a knife.

Had she known this would happen, she would have performed better.

"Even when hunting a rabbit, a lioness uses her full strength. Yet I got blinded by my arrogance and got overconfident."

Given Rosalie’s capabilities, she could have effortlessly completed the practical exams within seconds.

But in her arrogance, she had taken the test leisurely, convinced that no one could even come close to challenging her, let alone defeating her.

What happened at the end?

Reality slapped her in the face, and a commoner beat her in front of everyone.

"Absolute best of the generation? What a big joke!"

Rosalie muttered self-deprecatingly, feeling reduced to nothing but a laughingstock.

But then…

"No! What am I thinking?!"

Suddenly, she snapped back to reality, delivering a sharp slap to her own cheeks.

Slap!

"I am better than him! No, I am the best. That guy may be talented, but I am the epitome of excellence. The one who will stand at the top."

Her pride, wounded but still intact, fueled her determination to reclaim her status as an undisputed genius.

"He will pay for all those insults, but before that, I will take back what belongs to me, fair and square, and trample that bastard in front of the world, so everyone must know and remember who Rosalie Cypra is and what the consequences of insulting her are."

Even when Rosalie rejected Jessica’s offer, it was not because she really thought of the big picture, but because deep within her there was this arrogance that prided herself as the number one genius.

Instead of using underhanded methods, she herself wanted to beat that guy and regain the top spot.

So that no one could even point their finger at her and dare speak ill of her.

’The next opportunity will be a month later at the monthly test. For that, I must prepare well.’

Determination flashed in Rosalie’s eyes as she gritted her teeth and muttered with killing intent.

"Adrian, Adrian, Adrian, enjoy your fame for a month more, because after that day, you won’t even get the chance. I will make you regret being born in this world."