The moment I realized I was just the villainess in a book, destined for a tragic end, I immediately adjusted my strategy. I started playing the role of a docile girlfriend in front of the man who supported me, no longer flying off the handle like before, nor constantly checking up on him. Even during intimate moments, I was unusually compliant. My goal became crystal clear: to continuously extract money from him. He, poor naive soul, actually believed I had truly changed, turning sweet and obedient. He had no idea I was secretly siphoning off his assets, to the point where his house was almost emptied of its contents. Finally, the day came when I had enough funds. I left him a note filled with mockery. It read: “Don’t flatter yourself. Your skills in bed are pathetic, you old geezer!” Another line said: “I was miserable with you!” The final sentence: “I’m off to find the next guy who’s willing to spend money on me!” 1 Tom’s friends all said I was the most demanding kept woman they’d ever seen. Not only did I dare to slap my sugar daddy, but if he came home late and disturbed my sleep, I’d lock him out directly. It was absolutely scandalous. Every time they thought Tom was finally going to kick me to the curb, he’d turn around and apologize to me. His friends were utterly baffled. “What kind of spell has that woman cast on you?” Tom would just offer a faint smile. “None of your damn business.” Another time, during a boys’ night out, they got so caught up in the fun they lost track of time. By the time they snapped back to reality, it was already half past midnight. Usually, if Tom wasn’t home by midnight, he’d be bombarded with my furious calls, but tonight, there was complete silence. His friend, Jackson Vance, was the first to voice his shock. “Well, well, is the sun rising in the west today? Why isn’t your little drama queen calling you home?” Tom glanced at his empty phone, a frown creasing his brow. Then, out of habit, he tapped to check his messages and his frown instantly softened. “She must have fallen asleep, tired from shopping.” When he’d checked his messages, Jackson had also leaned over for a look. His eyes widened in disbelief. The receipts scrolling endlessly suggested Luna had bought enough to empty half a department store. “Holy hell, you’d think she went on a shopping spree, but it looks more like a robbery! She bought way too much, didn’t she?” Tom lazily lifted his gaze to Jackson. “It’s not your money, why are you so worried? Only useless men complain about women spending too much.” Jackson: … After that personal attack, Tom casually stood up, phone in hand. “You guys carry on, I’m going home.” It was a small incident, and Tom didn’t think much of it. He just assumed I was genuinely tired and had forgotten to check up on him. But he had no idea that I would never bother him again. 2 The pop-up comments appeared today at noon. Tom, as usual, had gone to the office, and I woke up just in time for lunch. As I was eating, a stream of words suddenly appeared before my eyes. [This villainess lives the life of a goddess; no work, everything she wants, she really is enjoying herself.] [So what? She’s just a kept woman, no official status.] [It’s all temporary anyway. The female lead comes online in a week, and then she’ll be out of the picture.] [The male and female leads have an undeniable attraction; the moment the female lead appears, the male lead will be instantly drawn to her. The villainess can just wait to be kicked out.] [The thought of the villainess eventually fighting with stray dogs for food just makes me laugh.] After reading the comments, I realized that I was merely the villainess in a novel. Tom was the male lead, and the female lead would appear in a week, the two of them quickly falling in love. And I would be utterly humiliated, suffering a miserable fate. Honestly, my first reaction was to call Tom and give him an earful. Cheating before we even broke up? Was I just a pawn in their game? I picked up my phone, but before I could dial, the comments started scrolling again. [The villainess is causing trouble again. She has to bother the male lead about every little thing, he must be so annoyed.] [Right, a kept woman trying to control her sugar daddy. She really thinks she’s the lawful wife.] [It’s fine, let her make a scene. The more she makes a fuss, the more gracious and sensible the female lead will appear, and the more the male lead will despise her.] [The male lead only finds her fresh right now. The moment the female lead appears, he’ll dump her immediately.] [I say, the villainess should hurry up and save some money, so she doesn’t end up homeless, unable to afford food.] Luna pondered this. Though the comments were insulting, they inadvertently gave me some inspiration. Wasn’t I only Tom’s kept woman for the money? Realizing this, I quickly put down my phone and adjusted my mindset. I wouldn’t make a big scene as the comments suggested. I would save money, and then, when the female lead appeared, I would mercilessly dump Tom. Since he wanted to humiliate me, I would humiliate him first! I’d make him the first sugar daddy in their circle to be dumped by his kept woman. After lunch, I headed straight to the mall, sweeping through boutiques, picking out only the most expensive items. Tom was generous; the several cards he gave me had no limits. Spending felt effortless. On the way back, the comments, as expected, were berating me again. [This villainess is such a spendthrift, blowing twenty million in one afternoon. Does she even know how hard the male lead works for his money?] [Our female lead is so much better; she’s considerate and understanding of the male lead. A mutually devoted relationship is the sweetest.] [Our female lead is thrifty and good at managing a home, unlike this villainess who only knows how to spend the male lead’s money.] [Am I the only one who envies her? She gets the guy, she spends the money. Can’t I play for two episodes?] [Why envy her? A gold-digger will never find true love.] I rolled my eyes. Was true love some amazing thing? I might not get true love, but I was getting cold, hard cash! After a busy evening, I listed all the items I bought today on a resale website to convert them into money. Checking the time, it was already past midnight. Tom still wasn’t back. I instinctively reached for my phone to call him, then thought better of it and put it down. For now, I needed to act docile and keep him happy to get more money. Just as I thought that, I heard a sound from the entryway. Tom was home. 3 If it had been before, Tom coming home so late would have certainly found him locked out. But today, the door wasn’t just open; I was there to greet him. I held out his slippers, hung up his coat, and even offered him a glass of water with a look of concern. “Would you like some water?” Tom stood in the entryway, motionless for a good while, his expression quite peculiar. “Sweetheart, which foot should I enter with today?” Me: … “If it makes you happy, you can come in with both feet at once.” Tom: … In the end, he opted to step in with his left foot first. Then he took the glass of water from my hand, his gaze suspicious. “Sweetheart, are you angry with me?” “I… I forgot to check the time today. I’ll definitely be home on time next time.” I blinked, smiling sweetly. “It’s fine. You’re all busy normally, and it’s rare for you to get together. From now on, there’s no curfew. Come home whenever you like.” “Oh, right, I’ve drawn your bath, and your robe is warmed. Go take a shower.” Then I even kissed him on the cheek. “You’re really not angry?” “Of course not.” Tom was silent for a few seconds, then went to shower, glancing back at me every few steps. [Why did the villainess change her personality? Why isn’t she causing trouble anymore?] [The male lead’s expression is like he’s seen a ghost. It shows how badly the villainess treated him usually.] [Who cares? She’ll be kicked out when the female lead comes online in a week anyway.] [Even if she’s not causing trouble now, she’ll still have to step aside when the female lead appears.] [Our female lead is gentle and considerate, a million times better than this drama queen villainess.] I glanced at the comments, unconcerned. I was busy changing into the new “battle attire” I’d bought today. When Tom emerged from the bathroom and his eyes fell on me, his breathing hitched. It was a sheer lavender slip, his favorite style. I actively hooked my arms around his neck. “Honey, I spent twenty million of yours today. You’re not angry, are you?” Tom paused for a moment, then raised an eyebrow. “Is that all? Spend it if you want to. As long as you’re happy.” I quickly kissed his lips again. “Then could you transfer some more money to me?” “Even though the cards you gave me have no limits, you always know whenever I buy something. I have no privacy. I want to prepare some surprises for you.” Tom’s Adam’s apple bobbed. His gaze grew deeper. When he spoke again, his voice was husky. “Let’s get to business first. I’ll transfer it tomorrow.” [Ugh, why is it a black screen? Are they treating us as outsiders?] [Dare you show us something spicy for your esteemed members?] [Hello, 911? I want to report something. Don’t ask what I’m reporting, I just need to report it.] … 4 I woke up the next day, and Tom was already gone. Checking my phone, I saw a transfer of fifty million in my account. My heart was deeply content. [Can the villainess really not let me live her life for two days? The male lead is truly generous to her.] [Honestly, I’m starting to doubt the male lead will fall in love with the female lead.] [The person above clearly hasn’t read the later chapters. This is nothing. After the female lead appears, the male lead truly becomes a doting husband.] [Can the villainess just get off screen already? It’s annoying enough being broke, but seeing someone you dislike making money is even more irritating.] I ignored these comments and went downstairs to arrange for the housekeeper to make a few of Tom’s favorite dishes. Then I timed it perfectly and sent them to his office. Tom had just finished a meeting and looked slightly surprised to see me. “It’s so hot today, why did you come all this way?” I stepped aside to reveal the beautifully arranged dishes behind me. “To have lunch with you, of course.” He stared at me with a complex expression for several seconds. “You… came all this way just to bring me lunch?” “Yes, come on, eat before it gets cold.” Tom sat down beside me. Seeing a plate of shrimp on the table, he instinctively reached for a glove. I quickly intervened. “Let me do it, let me do it. You just eat.” With that, I put on the glove and started peeling shrimp. Tom watched the peeled shrimp in his bowl for a moment, then shifted his gaze to my face. “Sweetheart, did I do something to upset you?” “No, why?” His eyes were filled with scrutiny. “Really, nothing?” “Then why have you been so strange these past two days?” I looked up at him. “Strange how?” Tom remained silent, still looking at me as if I’d been possessed. I thought for a moment, then lowered my head. “Okay, I want you to help me buy an apartment downtown.” “A small one would be fine, somewhere I can stay when I want some alone time.” He frowned. “Why do you want to be alone?” I secretly peeked at him. “I’m afraid you’ll get annoyed if I’m too clingy. Don’t people say personal space is important?” This reason sounded perfectly logical. But Tom wasn’t buying it. “Who’s been talking nonsense to you? Jackson Vance?” I paused, about to shake my head and deny it, then suddenly remembered that jerk Jackson, who always called me a drama queen in front of Tom. This was a perfect chance to get some revenge before I left. So I lowered my head and said nothing, just continued peeling shrimp into his bowl. Tom grabbed my wrist, coldly pulled off my glove, and found a wet wipe to clean my hand. “You can buy the apartment, but you can’t move out.” “Of course I won’t move out,” I said, my face full of sincerity. “I’ll just go there for half a day occasionally. I’ll definitely come home at night. You know, I can’t sleep without you.” Tom’s expression finally softened a little. I struck while the iron was hot. “How about you just give me the cash directly? I want to pick out a place I like myself.” “Fine, I’ll have my assistant handle it later.” I almost laughed out loud but managed to hold it in. “Thank you, honey.” The comments were already flying. [Arghhh, this villainess is so manipulative! No wonder the male lead is completely fooled by her.] [Male lead, wake up, she’s playing you!!] [This villainess is completely obsessed with money, everything she says is about cash.] [Can we fast forward? I don’t want to see her enjoying life, I just want to see her get slammed.] With a large sum of money in my account, even the comments didn’t bother me as much. After lunch, I left. Tom watched me enter the elevator, then picked up his phone and sent a message to Jackson Vance. [Talk nonsense to her again, and don’t blame me for falling out with you.] Jackson Vance, who was currently playing golf: ? Oh heavens, tell me, who is righteous and who is treacherous! 5 In the following days, I completely transformed into a docile and sensible kept woman. No more checking up on him, no more tantrums, no more late-night calls urging him home. I even frequently went to his office to bring him lunch and accompanied him to gatherings. Tom’s friends all said I’d turned over a new leaf. Jackson Vance was even more exaggerated; once, when he saw me at a party, he literally walked three circles around me, as if I were some rare animal. “Luna, have you been possessed by some unclean spirit?” He even sprinkled water on me, like performing an exorcism. I smiled gently. “How could I be? I just realized I should be kinder to Tom.” “After all, he is my sugar daddy.” “You really think that? Then why are you rolling your eyes at me?” “You saw wrong.” Jackson was about to say more, but Tom shot him a warning glance. He shut up. While they chatted, I played on my phone. When I overheard them talking about cars, a sudden idea sparked in my mind, a perfect excuse to ask for more money. I immediately linked my arm through Tom’s. “Honey, have you been very busy these past few days? You haven’t had much time to spend with me.” “How about you buy me a car too? That way, when I’m bored, I can just drive out for a spin myself.” The moment the words left my lips, all eyes in the private room focused on Tom. His friends all knew I had transferred over a hundred million from Tom recently. So, they all expected Tom to refuse this request for a car. At the very least, he should argue a little. But Tom simply nodded coolly. “Sure, do you want me to recommend one?” I immediately pulled out my phone. “No, no, I think this Pagani is quite nice.” Jackson Vance spat out a mouthful of drink. “That thing is over twenty million!” Tom glanced at him, then pulled out his phone. “Buy it.” “Thank you, honey!” [Excuse me, is our currency not the same? Why is buying a car like buying cabbage?] [I’m genuinely jealous. A Pagani, just like that? Is twenty million a common number or something?] [The money the villainess has spent this month is enough for me to live ten lifetimes.] [Suddenly, I kind of hope the female lead doesn’t appear so quickly. Let the villainess spend more money, it’s so satisfying to watch.] Heh heh. Looking at the money that had landed in my account, I felt pretty good too. I quickly calculated: I currently had a total cash flow of two hundred and thirty million. Enough to buy a small island overseas. Counting the days, the female lead should be appearing soon. Time to start planning my escape. Before I ran, I still had one important thing to do. That was to empty Tom’s villa. Ever since Tom and I got together, I’d been living in this hillside villa. From the items to the layout, everything was something we’d chosen together. Secretly, I didn’t want anyone else living here. Anyway, Tom had so much money and so many properties, he wouldn’t miss this one. Moving required enough time, and I couldn’t be discovered in the middle of it. I was just wondering how to subtly get him out of the way when he suddenly told me he had to go to Crestwood for a business trip. It was from the comments that I learned the female lead was coming. The day Tom left for his trip, his car had barely pulled away before I called in moving professionals. The antique vases in the living room? Gone. The famous paintings and calligraphy in the study? Gone. The vintage wines in the cellar? Gone. I even packed away all his limited-edition watches, not a single one left. The comments watched for a while, then finally realized what was happening. [Hahahahaha, the villainess is making a run for it.] [Will the male lead go crazy when he gets back?] [The male lead comes home from his business trip and finds only the load-bearing walls left. Poor guy.] [Wait, isn’t this stealing? Can’t they call the police?] [I’m actually looking forward to the male lead’s reaction now.]
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