Villain Simulator

’Now let’s go and see our dear Sylvia.’

Finding Sylvia was a breeze thanks to my bodyguards, who were stationed outside the hospital.

Under a tree, she was seated on a bench.

Her legs were folded on the bench, and her head was buried in the cocoon of her arms.

A pole lamp brightened the area around her.

Looking at this sight, I knew that an opportunity had come.

So I first sent the reluctant Charlotte back to the car, bought a bottle of Ice Tea from the nearby vending machine, and then went up to Sylvia.

Without a word, I set the Ice Tea down on the bench, sat down next to Sylvia, and wrapped my left hand around her as I pulled the girl into my arms.

"Let me go!"

In response to my sudden actions, Sylvia yelled in a hoarse voice and struggled to get away.

"It’s me."

But hearing just two words of mine, all her struggles came to a halt.

Immediately, as if her body had lost all strength, she collapsed into my arms, burying her head in my chest.

Sniffing and crying profusely.

My trait: Nobility (A), was screaming at me to push this bitch away, who was staining my clothes with her tears and snot.

Fortunately, Composure (A) and Pride (A) helped me maintain my calm as I continued to rub Sylvia’s back and let her cry.

It took Sylvia a long time to calm down, but when she did, I gently pushed her back and lifted her chin.

"Calmed down?"

"Hmmm..."

She nodded meekly.

Then I gave her my handkerchief to wipe her face, which I then threw away in a trash can nearby, and I said to her seriously:

"It’s good that you calmed down, now let’s talk about something important."

Sylvia noticed the change in my tone and became focused.

Looking at her condition, I knew the iron was hot at the moment.

Perfect to hit with a hammer, so I asked straight away.

"Sylvia, do you know who did this to your father?"

At my question, Sylvia’s eyes widened, and her breathing got heavier.

But when she opened her mouth, she spoke decisively in a hoarse voice.

"Those girls—they are the ones who took everything from me."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, my parents had no enmity with anyone, so only those three girls could do such a thing."

The more Sylvia talked, the angrier her eyes got, and she gritted her teeth.

"Those girls followed me to my house, but they didn’t do anything at the time. So I thought they would do something later, but I didn’t know..."

Sylvia stopped talking, but I understood the rest.

There was only one emotion in my heart at this situation.

’Wonderful.’

My plan worked perfectly.

Those girls were now the targets of Sylvia’s wrath, and Sylvia had already ignited the fire of retaliation in her heart.

Soon enough, it would swallow her up.

At that time, it would be the perfect chance for me to control her mind and soul completely.

Not to mention, those delinquent girls were just a thorn in my path and future plans.

We had already formed an enmity from the moment I supported Sylvia and stood against them.

’Then take this opportunity to eradicate a thorn before it grows.’

Two birds with one stone.

"Then what now?"

Even though my facial expressions didn’t change much, my voice got more serious and cold.

The ’rage’ in my words and the ’coldness’ in my eyes were noticed by Sylvia.

A look of relief spread across her face as she realized I was on her side.

But then, with a self depreciating tone, she questioned me back.

"What can I do alone?"

"Indeed, you can’t do anything alone against them, you’re weak."

Sylvia’s expression darkened at my blunt judgment.

My next words, however, caused her to snap her head up and stare at me in disbelief.

"But who said you were alone? I am with you and there’s nothing you can’t do as long as I am there."

"..."

Speechless!

Despite numerous attempts to speak, Sylvia was at a loss for words.

And at the end, she barely said one word with a trembling voice.

"Why?"

"Why what?"

As I pretended not to know, Sylvia took a deep breath, paused, and then asked what was on her mind.

"... Why are you doing so much for me?"

"To be honest, I don’t know myself."

I replied nonchalantly and added.

"You just seemed like a good girl to me. Not to mention, aren’t we friends now?"

"Friends?"

"Are we not?"

At my direct question, Sylvia immediately became flustered and began waving her hands.

"No, no... of course we are."

"Good, now, let’s go back."

That said, I immediately got to my feet.

In response to my words, Sylvia’s eyes widened, her body shook, and she gushed out her thoughts one after another.

"No, Adrian... Please, I don’t want to go back. Don’t persuade me —"

"Wait! What are you saying?"

Sylvia stopped, when I cut her off in the middle of her words.

"Huh?"

She had a perplexed face.

"Aren’t you trying to take me to go back to my mother?

"Idiot, why would I do that?"

"Really?"

"Yes, at first I was the one who forced you to come here, but now I don’t want you to go back to a place where no one respects you."

"Adrian..."

A soft, sweet, and gentle voice escaped her lips.

But suddenly, her eyes widen in shock as she realizes something.

"Go, I..."

And it wasn’t hard to deduce what she was thinking from her expressions.

Nonetheless, before I could say anything, she blurted out her thoughts with a sad face.

"I don’t have a place to go back to anymore."

Indeed!

Where could she go if she could not go back to her house?

Not to mention, she had no job and no money.

The best course of action would be to spend the night at the home of a friend or relative and then figure out what to do the next day.

However, based on Sylvia’s response, it was clear that she had not even considered the possibility.

The shock of realizing she had nowhere to go seemed too much for her to bear.

It was an opportunity, so I spoke up right away.

"Don’t worry, I have a place where you can stay as long as you want."

"Adrian... You..."

I waved my hand before she could finish her words.

"It’s alright."

"I am sorry to be a bother to you."

Sylvia’s head was bowed in guilt.

In response, I gave her forehead a light flick and shook my head.

"Idiot."

And while she rubbed her head pitifully, I lifted my index finger and said:

"First rule of friendship: No sorry, no thank you."

"Pfft~"

Suddenly, Sylvia burst into a chuckle.

"You saying that with a serious face is so cute."

"Good if that makes you smile. Oh, and here, drink this Ice Tea."

"Thank you... Oh, sorry... I mean, oh no..."

Looking at her mumbling like an idiot, I decided to end her infinite loop.

"Okay stop! Drink first."

"Yes."

After drinking the refreshingly chilled Ice Tea, Sylvia’s body relaxed, and she felt better.

But when she was finally able to think clearly, she remembered something she had previously forgotten.

"My glasses."

Bewildered, she touched her eyes.

However, before she could make a fuss again, I pulled out her broken glasses from my pocket.

"Here... Let’s get a new one tomorrow before going to the Magic Tower."

"Now, I..."

She wanted to say a lot, but at the end, only one word came out of her mouth.

"Okay."

"Good, let’s go."

After that, I called Charlotte, and with her, I took Sylvia to one of our family’s hotels, and provided her with unlimited free stays and service there.

"I will come to pick you up in the morning, remember to get ready on time and keep your phone on."

Then, after explaining a few more things and transferring 100,000 USD to her account for now, which Sylvia reluctantly accepted, I left with Charlotte.

Looking at the hotel going further away from the car’s window, I smiled and licked my lips inwardly.

There were many things going through my head.

To be honest, if I had wanted, I could have somehow forced Sylvia onto the bed.

The fruit was ready and could had been plucked if I had coaxed it a bit since it had nowhere else to go.

But, there was no fun in it, and even though it would quench the thirst, there would be no sweetness in it.

Not to mention, since I don’t like her, this pride of mine would not allow me to coax or force her like Rachael.

Therefore, there was only one way left.

She had to beg for it.

Beg for her pitiful pussy to be graced by my cock.

Only then would I be satisfied.

Of course, she wouldn’t do it herself.

I had to make her do it.

For Sylvia to climb on to the bed and spread her legs for me, on her own, begging me to fuck her.

Just thinking about it made me laugh inwardly in anticipation.

’Hehehe.’