Villainess Meets Final Boss
Id been supporting Leo for ten years. When he finally asked me to marry him, it came with a condition: I had to get a tubal ligation. We would adopt a child from an orphanage.
Just as I was about to follow his plan and adopt a little girl named Carrie, text suddenly materialized in the air before me, like comments in a video stream.
Congratulations to the supporting female character on officially becoming the sucker. Carrie is the male and female leads biological daughter.
Carrie will get rid of the villainess soon enough. Then all her money will belong to our happy family of three.
Serves her right. Who told her to use her stupid money to get in the way of true love!
My breath hitched. I turned away from the sweet-faced girl and walked toward a child in the corner of the yard. Shed just been in a fight and was now coolly tying her shoelaces.
The pop-ups started again.
No, dont pick her! Thats the ultimate boss villain of the future! Shes the one whos destined to fight the main characters!
Is the evil villainess insane? I feel so helpless, I wish I could reach through the screen and slap her!
Oh.
But of course. A villainess and the ultimate boss villain... weren't we destined to be a family?
1.
On the way to the orphanage, Leo gave me the silent treatment. The scowl on his face only vanished when he saw the little girl, Carrie.
Eager to please him, I hurried over to ask her if shed like to be my daughter.
"You bitch! You think you're good enough to be my mom? I hate you!"
I was completely taken aback. This little girl, who looked so clean and angelic, so out of place in these drab surroundings, had just kicked me as hard as she could.
"Get away from me, you slut! Just go die already!"
Shed put all her strength into it. A sharp, searing pain shot through my knee, and I stumbled, crashing hard onto the ground.
She just smirked, then ran to Leo and hid behind his legs, her dark eyes peering out at me.
"Who gave you permission to talk to Carrie? What if you scared her?" Leos voice was ice. His eyes were filled with nothing but disgust. "She's just a kid, how hard can she kick? Are you putting on a show so Ill feel sorry for you? Get up. And apologize to Carrie!"
I was about to speak when the pop-up text flooded my vision again.
Nice one, Carrie! Avenge your real mom! And congrats to our villainess on being the sucker. Carrie is the main couple's biological kid.
Carrie will get rid of the villainess soon enough. Then all her money will belong to our happy family of three.
Serves her right. Who told her to use her stupid money to get in the way of true love!
I couldn't believe my eyes. Congratulations on being the sucker?
Just then, Carrie started to make fake sobbing noises. Leos face darkened with rage. He strode over, yanked me roughly to my feet, and roared, "I told you to apologize! Didn't you hear me?!"
"I'll count to three. If you don't apologize, the wedding is off!"
2.
He stared down at me, confident he had me completely under his thumb.
The pop-ups cheered.
Father and daughter, working together to get revenge for the female lead! This bitch stole her man and is about to steal her child, she deserves this!
So awesome! Theyre standing up to her power. Just because the villainess is rich doesnt mean she can walk all over our male lead.
I swallowed my fury and pushed myself off the ground.
"I'm the one paying for this adoption. I'm the one who was just insulted and knocked over. And now you expect me to suck up to this little monster?"
"Leo, you don't have to call off the wedding, because I'm calling it off myself. And as for Carrie, there is no way in hell I'm taking her."
The air went still.
A moment later, Carrie was the first to break the silence, screeching, "No! I don't want to stay here and have the other kids call me an orphan! No!"
"I want to eat steak and lobster! Not the boiled cabbage they serve here! And I don't want to live in a gross dorm with those other kids, it stinks!"
Leo's eyes were wide, his chest heaving. But he quickly recovered, a cynical sneer twisting his lips. "Clara, don't forget, you've already had the sterilization procedure. The one that can't be reversed. You love children, don't you? If you don't adopt, you'll never be a mother."
He softened his tone, trying a different tactic. "I know you're just upset that I didn't defend you. Carrie was rude, I'll admit. But why are you holding a grudge against a child?"
"Look at the other kids here. They all look so dull. Who can compare to Carrie? A little mischief just means she's smart. Come on, honey, let's just get the paperwork done. We can talk about everything else when we get home."
But my expression didn't change.
He reached for me, and I slapped his hand away.
"I'll say it one more time. Our engagement is over. If you want this girl so badly, you can adopt her yourself."
I walked over to the corner of the yard, to the little girl who had just finished her fight and was now calmly tying her shoes.
I'd been watching her for a while. She had been quietly building a little house out of blocks when a group of other kids had deliberately run over and kicked it down.
She hadn't cried. She hadn't screamed. She had simply launched herself at them, a silent, furious little whirlwind.
I went to her, unwound the silk scarf from my neck, and wrapped it around hers. My voice was gentle.
"Would you like to come home with me? To be my daughter?"
"I promise you, you will be the only child I ever have. I will give you all of my love."
The pop-ups went wild.
No, dont do it! Thats the ultimate boss villain of the future! Shes the one whos destined to fight the main characters!
Is the evil villainess insane? I feel so helpless, I wish I could reach through the screen and slap her!
The girl stared at me, her dark eyes unblinking. As the warmth of the scarf seeped into her skin, her small body gave a slight tremble.
"Okay," she said, her voice raspy.
Since I could no longer be a biological mother, I would be the best adoptive mother I could possibly be.
3.
The director told me the girl's name was Quinn. Her parents had sent her to the orphanage at age three, right after her little brother was born.
"Quinn. It's a strong name. I like it," I said with a smile.
The little girl looked up at me, then pouted. "It's not a good name. They just picked it. It means nothing. Like a weed."
One of the boys she'd fought with earlier saw his chance. He snuck up behind her and shoved her hard, sending her sprawling.
"Quinn looks like a weed, too!" he taunted. "Her hair looks like a dog chewed on it! It's so ugly! Freak!"
I finally noticed her hair. It looked like she'd cut it herself with a pair of blunt scissorsuneven, choppy, and shorter than a boy's.
"That's because you spit bubblegum in my hair! I couldn't get it out!" Quinn shot me a quick, embarrassed glance, then scrambled to her feet, her jaw set. Her palms were scraped raw, but she ignored the pain, ready to charge back into the fight.
"Quinn!" I grabbed her, holding her back. For such a small thing, she was surprisingly strong.
I stepped in front of her and fixed the boy with an icy stare. "My Quinn is the most beautiful girl in the world. As for you, what kind of big man bullies a girl? Apologize to her. Now."
The boy flinched under my gaze but stood his ground stubbornly.
"You won't? Fine. I'll just have a word with the director. I'm sure she'd be happy to cancel your lunch today."
"No, no! Okay, I'm sorry! Quinn, I'm sorry, it was my fault!" He looked like he was about to cry, gave a half-hearted bow, and scurried away.
I turned back to Quinn, smiling as I gently pinched her cheek. "Such a pretty face. It would be a shame to get it all scratched up in a fight. From now on, if anyone bullies you, you tell me. I'll be in your corner."
"Come on. Let's get some antiseptic for that hand. And when we get home, I'll have a professional stylist give you a whole new look."
For a moment, her little body went rigid. She stared at me, her eyes wide with disbelief, as I lifted her scraped palm to my lips and gently blew on it.
I sent my assistant to handle the adoption paperwork and led Quinn to the car.
Leo, finally snapping out of his shock, blocked our path with Carrie in tow.
"Clara, are you serious? You're actually adopting... this thing?"
Quinn might be young, but she was sharp. At his words, she bristled like a wounded animal, baring her teeth at him. If I hadn't been holding her tight, I think she might have launched herself at him like a tiny missile.
"Quinn is adorable and so well-behaved. Of course I'm taking her home." I smiled sweetly, stroking Quinn's choppy hair and deliberately raising my voice. "After all, I have so many maids and chefs at the villa. We'll get Quinn fattened up in no time. Oh, and of course, every girl loves fashion. I'll have to set up a walk-in closet just for her."
Carrie, though just a child, looked like she was about to explode with jealousy. I couldn't help but wonder what kind of parents had raised her to be this way.
"You'll regret this, Clara," Leo snarled, shoving past me. "You'll pay for what you've done today." He stormed off with Carrie to handle her adoption himself, since his plan had failed.
What a joke.
As Leo dragged her away, Carrie kept looking back over her shoulder, her eyes fixed on me as I lifted Quinn into the back of the Rolls-Royce.
"Ready, Quinn?" I said, buckling her in. "Our amazing new life starts now!"
4.
Back at the villa, I had Quinn take a long bath, and then we went downstairs in our pajamas to enjoy a nutritional meal specially designed for children by my private chef.
I was worried she might be a picky eater, but she wasn't at all. She ate with gusto, her appetite amazing.
After dinner, we took a walk in the garden to aid digestion, and then I took her up to her new room.
I had originally decorated it for Carrie, a pink-themed princess fantasy. It had several massive wardrobes and no fewer than ten jewelry boxes already filled with accessories. A pastry chef I'd hired from France wheeled in a cart laden with exquisite desserts.
Quinn's jaw dropped the moment she walked in and it didn't close.
"The bed is so big!" Droplets of water from her damp hair trickled down her neck as she let out a whoop of joy and launched herself onto the massive bed, rolling around gleefully.
The maids smiled fondly. The new young miss was captivated by a big bed, unaware that any single dress hanging in the closet was a one-of-a-kind original, worth thousands of dollars.
On the drive home, I'd had my people investigate Carrie's background.
The so-called "female lead" was none other than Anna, the daughter of a woman who had once worked as a maid in my house.
Back in high school, her mother had begged me to let Anna live with us, claiming their apartment was too far from school. I was lonely, so I happily agreed. She ate with me, lived with me, and I treated her like a sister.
I thought she was my best friend. I told her everything, including my secret crush on Leo.
I never imagined that she was going behind my back, pursuing him herself. The two of them saw me as nothing more than a spoiled rich girl throwing my money around, and they plotted to have their own child inherit my entire fortune.
The pop-ups started scrolling again.
So what if a young couple in love has a baby? This isnt the dark ages. If Clara really loved the male lead, she should accept every part of him.
Um, upstairs, what they did was seriously messed up. Having a kid is fine, but tricking someone else into raising it for you? Thats just scummy.
Yeah, the morality in this story is getting weird. This is supposed to be a revenge plot? Looks more like a family of ungrateful parasites to me.
My chest felt tight. I couldn't seem to catch my breath.
If I remembered correctly, Annas mother had been fired for theft. There was even evidence that Anna had been involved, but I'd still given her a substantial amount of money to help her start a new life.
"Anna," I whispered, my fingers trembling as I stared at the phantom text. "Why would you, of all people, stab me in the back? How could you do this?"
"Where is this person?"
Quinn was standing right behind me.
She looked up, her eyes glinting with a coldness that didn't belong in a child so young.
"The people who bully you... I want them all to die."
She was so small and thin from years of malnutrition, she couldn't have weighed more than a feather. And yet, this tiny child reached up and caught a tear as it slid down my cheek.
"You're crying. Tell me where she is."
5.
In that single moment, I knew I would do anything for her.
I knelt and pulled her into a fierce hug. "Honey, from now on, it's just you and me against the world. We're going to live beautiful lives. We're going to be happy."
Quinn was six but had never been to school. I immediately had my assistant find the best one for her. To ensure the staff and teachers would take extra good care of her, I simply donated a new building to the campus.
I had the money, after all. And within my power, I would make sure my daughter got the very best of everything.
Unfortunately, on her first day, I spotted Leo in the main auditorium, holding Carrie's hand. He'd siphoned off a lot of money from me over the years, so he could maintain his lavish lifestyle for a while longer.
"Well, well. It seems fate just loves to bring us together."
Our eyes met. Leo smirked at me, his chin held high. "I heard some big shot invested a fortune in this school for their kid this year. They even renovated the entire cafeteria. Aren't you afraid of bringing... that... in here? What if she offends someone important?"
Leo and Anna knew I was rich, but they had no idea that my family owned nearly every major commercial property in this city. They thought I was just new money.
I smiled sweetly. "I was feeling pretty good about this school, but seeing you here makes me have second thoughts. The admission standards seem a little lax. They're letting just anyone in these days."
"By the way, Leo," I added, my voice dripping with innocence, "that little Carrie looks an awful lot like you. And you seem so fond of her. You two aren't actually father and daughter, are you?"
Just as I was about to follow his plan and adopt a little girl named Carrie, text suddenly materialized in the air before me, like comments in a video stream.
Congratulations to the supporting female character on officially becoming the sucker. Carrie is the male and female leads biological daughter.
Carrie will get rid of the villainess soon enough. Then all her money will belong to our happy family of three.
Serves her right. Who told her to use her stupid money to get in the way of true love!
My breath hitched. I turned away from the sweet-faced girl and walked toward a child in the corner of the yard. Shed just been in a fight and was now coolly tying her shoelaces.
The pop-ups started again.
No, dont pick her! Thats the ultimate boss villain of the future! Shes the one whos destined to fight the main characters!
Is the evil villainess insane? I feel so helpless, I wish I could reach through the screen and slap her!
Oh.
But of course. A villainess and the ultimate boss villain... weren't we destined to be a family?
1.
On the way to the orphanage, Leo gave me the silent treatment. The scowl on his face only vanished when he saw the little girl, Carrie.
Eager to please him, I hurried over to ask her if shed like to be my daughter.
"You bitch! You think you're good enough to be my mom? I hate you!"
I was completely taken aback. This little girl, who looked so clean and angelic, so out of place in these drab surroundings, had just kicked me as hard as she could.
"Get away from me, you slut! Just go die already!"
Shed put all her strength into it. A sharp, searing pain shot through my knee, and I stumbled, crashing hard onto the ground.
She just smirked, then ran to Leo and hid behind his legs, her dark eyes peering out at me.
"Who gave you permission to talk to Carrie? What if you scared her?" Leos voice was ice. His eyes were filled with nothing but disgust. "She's just a kid, how hard can she kick? Are you putting on a show so Ill feel sorry for you? Get up. And apologize to Carrie!"
I was about to speak when the pop-up text flooded my vision again.
Nice one, Carrie! Avenge your real mom! And congrats to our villainess on being the sucker. Carrie is the main couple's biological kid.
Carrie will get rid of the villainess soon enough. Then all her money will belong to our happy family of three.
Serves her right. Who told her to use her stupid money to get in the way of true love!
I couldn't believe my eyes. Congratulations on being the sucker?
Just then, Carrie started to make fake sobbing noises. Leos face darkened with rage. He strode over, yanked me roughly to my feet, and roared, "I told you to apologize! Didn't you hear me?!"
"I'll count to three. If you don't apologize, the wedding is off!"
2.
He stared down at me, confident he had me completely under his thumb.
The pop-ups cheered.
Father and daughter, working together to get revenge for the female lead! This bitch stole her man and is about to steal her child, she deserves this!
So awesome! Theyre standing up to her power. Just because the villainess is rich doesnt mean she can walk all over our male lead.
I swallowed my fury and pushed myself off the ground.
"I'm the one paying for this adoption. I'm the one who was just insulted and knocked over. And now you expect me to suck up to this little monster?"
"Leo, you don't have to call off the wedding, because I'm calling it off myself. And as for Carrie, there is no way in hell I'm taking her."
The air went still.
A moment later, Carrie was the first to break the silence, screeching, "No! I don't want to stay here and have the other kids call me an orphan! No!"
"I want to eat steak and lobster! Not the boiled cabbage they serve here! And I don't want to live in a gross dorm with those other kids, it stinks!"
Leo's eyes were wide, his chest heaving. But he quickly recovered, a cynical sneer twisting his lips. "Clara, don't forget, you've already had the sterilization procedure. The one that can't be reversed. You love children, don't you? If you don't adopt, you'll never be a mother."
He softened his tone, trying a different tactic. "I know you're just upset that I didn't defend you. Carrie was rude, I'll admit. But why are you holding a grudge against a child?"
"Look at the other kids here. They all look so dull. Who can compare to Carrie? A little mischief just means she's smart. Come on, honey, let's just get the paperwork done. We can talk about everything else when we get home."
But my expression didn't change.
He reached for me, and I slapped his hand away.
"I'll say it one more time. Our engagement is over. If you want this girl so badly, you can adopt her yourself."
I walked over to the corner of the yard, to the little girl who had just finished her fight and was now calmly tying her shoes.
I'd been watching her for a while. She had been quietly building a little house out of blocks when a group of other kids had deliberately run over and kicked it down.
She hadn't cried. She hadn't screamed. She had simply launched herself at them, a silent, furious little whirlwind.
I went to her, unwound the silk scarf from my neck, and wrapped it around hers. My voice was gentle.
"Would you like to come home with me? To be my daughter?"
"I promise you, you will be the only child I ever have. I will give you all of my love."
The pop-ups went wild.
No, dont do it! Thats the ultimate boss villain of the future! Shes the one whos destined to fight the main characters!
Is the evil villainess insane? I feel so helpless, I wish I could reach through the screen and slap her!
The girl stared at me, her dark eyes unblinking. As the warmth of the scarf seeped into her skin, her small body gave a slight tremble.
"Okay," she said, her voice raspy.
Since I could no longer be a biological mother, I would be the best adoptive mother I could possibly be.
3.
The director told me the girl's name was Quinn. Her parents had sent her to the orphanage at age three, right after her little brother was born.
"Quinn. It's a strong name. I like it," I said with a smile.
The little girl looked up at me, then pouted. "It's not a good name. They just picked it. It means nothing. Like a weed."
One of the boys she'd fought with earlier saw his chance. He snuck up behind her and shoved her hard, sending her sprawling.
"Quinn looks like a weed, too!" he taunted. "Her hair looks like a dog chewed on it! It's so ugly! Freak!"
I finally noticed her hair. It looked like she'd cut it herself with a pair of blunt scissorsuneven, choppy, and shorter than a boy's.
"That's because you spit bubblegum in my hair! I couldn't get it out!" Quinn shot me a quick, embarrassed glance, then scrambled to her feet, her jaw set. Her palms were scraped raw, but she ignored the pain, ready to charge back into the fight.
"Quinn!" I grabbed her, holding her back. For such a small thing, she was surprisingly strong.
I stepped in front of her and fixed the boy with an icy stare. "My Quinn is the most beautiful girl in the world. As for you, what kind of big man bullies a girl? Apologize to her. Now."
The boy flinched under my gaze but stood his ground stubbornly.
"You won't? Fine. I'll just have a word with the director. I'm sure she'd be happy to cancel your lunch today."
"No, no! Okay, I'm sorry! Quinn, I'm sorry, it was my fault!" He looked like he was about to cry, gave a half-hearted bow, and scurried away.
I turned back to Quinn, smiling as I gently pinched her cheek. "Such a pretty face. It would be a shame to get it all scratched up in a fight. From now on, if anyone bullies you, you tell me. I'll be in your corner."
"Come on. Let's get some antiseptic for that hand. And when we get home, I'll have a professional stylist give you a whole new look."
For a moment, her little body went rigid. She stared at me, her eyes wide with disbelief, as I lifted her scraped palm to my lips and gently blew on it.
I sent my assistant to handle the adoption paperwork and led Quinn to the car.
Leo, finally snapping out of his shock, blocked our path with Carrie in tow.
"Clara, are you serious? You're actually adopting... this thing?"
Quinn might be young, but she was sharp. At his words, she bristled like a wounded animal, baring her teeth at him. If I hadn't been holding her tight, I think she might have launched herself at him like a tiny missile.
"Quinn is adorable and so well-behaved. Of course I'm taking her home." I smiled sweetly, stroking Quinn's choppy hair and deliberately raising my voice. "After all, I have so many maids and chefs at the villa. We'll get Quinn fattened up in no time. Oh, and of course, every girl loves fashion. I'll have to set up a walk-in closet just for her."
Carrie, though just a child, looked like she was about to explode with jealousy. I couldn't help but wonder what kind of parents had raised her to be this way.
"You'll regret this, Clara," Leo snarled, shoving past me. "You'll pay for what you've done today." He stormed off with Carrie to handle her adoption himself, since his plan had failed.
What a joke.
As Leo dragged her away, Carrie kept looking back over her shoulder, her eyes fixed on me as I lifted Quinn into the back of the Rolls-Royce.
"Ready, Quinn?" I said, buckling her in. "Our amazing new life starts now!"
4.
Back at the villa, I had Quinn take a long bath, and then we went downstairs in our pajamas to enjoy a nutritional meal specially designed for children by my private chef.
I was worried she might be a picky eater, but she wasn't at all. She ate with gusto, her appetite amazing.
After dinner, we took a walk in the garden to aid digestion, and then I took her up to her new room.
I had originally decorated it for Carrie, a pink-themed princess fantasy. It had several massive wardrobes and no fewer than ten jewelry boxes already filled with accessories. A pastry chef I'd hired from France wheeled in a cart laden with exquisite desserts.
Quinn's jaw dropped the moment she walked in and it didn't close.
"The bed is so big!" Droplets of water from her damp hair trickled down her neck as she let out a whoop of joy and launched herself onto the massive bed, rolling around gleefully.
The maids smiled fondly. The new young miss was captivated by a big bed, unaware that any single dress hanging in the closet was a one-of-a-kind original, worth thousands of dollars.
On the drive home, I'd had my people investigate Carrie's background.
The so-called "female lead" was none other than Anna, the daughter of a woman who had once worked as a maid in my house.
Back in high school, her mother had begged me to let Anna live with us, claiming their apartment was too far from school. I was lonely, so I happily agreed. She ate with me, lived with me, and I treated her like a sister.
I thought she was my best friend. I told her everything, including my secret crush on Leo.
I never imagined that she was going behind my back, pursuing him herself. The two of them saw me as nothing more than a spoiled rich girl throwing my money around, and they plotted to have their own child inherit my entire fortune.
The pop-ups started scrolling again.
So what if a young couple in love has a baby? This isnt the dark ages. If Clara really loved the male lead, she should accept every part of him.
Um, upstairs, what they did was seriously messed up. Having a kid is fine, but tricking someone else into raising it for you? Thats just scummy.
Yeah, the morality in this story is getting weird. This is supposed to be a revenge plot? Looks more like a family of ungrateful parasites to me.
My chest felt tight. I couldn't seem to catch my breath.
If I remembered correctly, Annas mother had been fired for theft. There was even evidence that Anna had been involved, but I'd still given her a substantial amount of money to help her start a new life.
"Anna," I whispered, my fingers trembling as I stared at the phantom text. "Why would you, of all people, stab me in the back? How could you do this?"
"Where is this person?"
Quinn was standing right behind me.
She looked up, her eyes glinting with a coldness that didn't belong in a child so young.
"The people who bully you... I want them all to die."
She was so small and thin from years of malnutrition, she couldn't have weighed more than a feather. And yet, this tiny child reached up and caught a tear as it slid down my cheek.
"You're crying. Tell me where she is."
5.
In that single moment, I knew I would do anything for her.
I knelt and pulled her into a fierce hug. "Honey, from now on, it's just you and me against the world. We're going to live beautiful lives. We're going to be happy."
Quinn was six but had never been to school. I immediately had my assistant find the best one for her. To ensure the staff and teachers would take extra good care of her, I simply donated a new building to the campus.
I had the money, after all. And within my power, I would make sure my daughter got the very best of everything.
Unfortunately, on her first day, I spotted Leo in the main auditorium, holding Carrie's hand. He'd siphoned off a lot of money from me over the years, so he could maintain his lavish lifestyle for a while longer.
"Well, well. It seems fate just loves to bring us together."
Our eyes met. Leo smirked at me, his chin held high. "I heard some big shot invested a fortune in this school for their kid this year. They even renovated the entire cafeteria. Aren't you afraid of bringing... that... in here? What if she offends someone important?"
Leo and Anna knew I was rich, but they had no idea that my family owned nearly every major commercial property in this city. They thought I was just new money.
I smiled sweetly. "I was feeling pretty good about this school, but seeing you here makes me have second thoughts. The admission standards seem a little lax. They're letting just anyone in these days."
"By the way, Leo," I added, my voice dripping with innocence, "that little Carrie looks an awful lot like you. And you seem so fond of her. You two aren't actually father and daughter, are you?"
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