The Villainess Returns with a System Chapter 54: Isabella’s Visit

The Madonna of Archester, Isabella De Clare, or as many know her in the fashion industry, Sedric Lee Alba, the charismatic yet perverted fashion designer.

The real Isabella isn’t by any way a simple lady, she is smart, multi-talented, and a rebel. If I am the black sheep of high society, Isabella is the rainbow sheep. You wouldn’t know what to expect from her and there is no desire or indulgence she wouldn’t satisfy herself with. She dominates the scene, leaving others as re supporting characters in her self-centered epic tale. Her charisma and ability to captivate others, igniting them with her zest for living, are simply remarkable.

On top of that, the way she turned her formal suit from masculine to feminine just now by undoing so buttons, unfurling her dyed hair, and getting rid of the disguise all have raised the temperature of the room by a degree or two and was simply jaw-dropping. I had to send Logan and the others out except for Esralda in order to keep this scene family-friendly.

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In my honest opinion, she is soone born in the wrong era with no caras to follow, magazines to feature, or billboards to display. This supermodel friend of mine was soone who could hoard all the spotlights of the world if she was given the chance and I intend to do just that.

"Long ti no see, girly. You’ve been doing great, I heard."

On the opposite side of , that very sa Madonna was sitting very comfortably on my new sofa, spreading her arms over its upper fra, crossing her legs, and having the sa naughty look in her eyes that she always has.

"I have risen from the ashes, so to speak." I replied as I lifted up the delicious tea that Esralda just brewed, "And how about you? I haven’t heard any new..."

"Scandal?" She asked with a naughty smile before lifting up her saucer as well, "I’ve been being all the way, darling. It is just you who is causing my stars to dim and my gazers to turn."

"How poetic! Esralda, write that down."

"Yes, my lady."

Isabella turned towards Esralda with naughty eyes and her smile kept hanging.

"How about switch maids?"

"Esralda would hate people like you."

"How fun! Now I am more interested."

Isabella’s smile got even wider and I know how her head works.

People would always wonder how it is that the traditional and conservative Vivian Moore is best friends with the carefree and outgoing Isabella De Clare. If there are two sides of any spectrum, we would be the polar opposites without one thing in common.

The truth, however, is mundane. We are different yet we check all the boxes we need for a friend. While Vivian sticks to the rules, she needs freedom from ti to ti like the one Isabella has, and while Isabella is all about living her life enjoying its riches and being carefree, she appreciates the fact that Vivian displays discipline in her life and controls its reins.

However, I have changed. With Nadia and Vivian sharing the room upstairs, I am almost not that original Vivian anymore. I don’t know how this will affect my friendship with Isabella but...

"Hey, Esralda, co and sit with us. Your tea is delicious. It’s a sha if you can’t enjoy it with us!"

But seeing how she was trying to get chummy with Esralda, I felt relieved. Nothing changed that much after all and that friend of mine is soone who can’t be affected by anything. I let it happen and Esralda joined us.

Speaking of Esralda, she was having a tough ti with this situation. She looked at , as if she wanted to avoid this, and looked at Isabella, who seed like nothing but trouble from the way she acted to the way she dressed. Esralda is a very serious and stern person while Isabella is just her goofy funny self.

As I enjoyed the tea, Isabella began interrogating Esralda about everything from her life to her job. She beca so interested in the Hulkling girl to the point where she left no aspect of their lives without asking about.

"So your tribe doesn’t cut down trees. They just pull them out from the ground?"

"Yes, but it is not for the sake of logging. It is a practice of power and the trees are put back in the ground again."

"Yes, yes. You told that your people don’t like to destroy the world around them. But hey, can you uproot trees too?"

"No, it is a practice only done by warriors."

"Oh! ... How about picking up?"

"I’m sorry?"

"Pick up! Pick up!"

"I’m... afraid I must respectfully decline."

"Ooooh!"

Isabella was disappointed but she looked at as I was smiling at their interaction and spoke.

"You must have been picked up by her, right?" Isabella said with eyes filled with disappointnt.

"On a couple of occasions, yes. Felt like a helpless little kitten."

"Tsk... must’ve been nice."

I am sure Isabella was happy to see another girl taller than her, that’s all.

"So, my new neighbor, how is life as an upcoming businesswoman?" She turned to and asked.

"It seems you are two months ahead of in finding that out." I replied.

"Excuse ! Sedric Lee Alba is a respectful businessman, he doesn’t have any feminine inclinations whatsoever." She replied while pulling her shirt together.

"Yeah, yeah. Nice roleplaying!"

Isabella’s act as Sedric isn’t about being a woman in a man’s man’s world. She’s just enjoying the act of fooling others around, that’s all to it.

"What kind of things do you do here anyway?" She asked.

"Inventing things."

"Like... creating things that we normal people fantasize about?"

"Yes. Our motto is making your dreams co true."

"Damn girl, my dreams aren’t sothing the world is ready for just yet."

"Maybe one day we’ll work on those dreams of yours. Right now, I’m trying to impress the investors from the Conglorate."

"You’ll do a good job, I have no doubt about it." She said before smiling vividly, "But what I want to know is that you’re taking good care of yourself above all."

"I am. I even started practicing for my stamina and agility and began shooting guns."

"Heard about that! Are you sure you’re alright with all that?"

"Best I have ever been."

"I don’t want to touch other sensitive matters but I am glad you are dealing with..." Isabella tried to find the right words.

"My new reality?" I asked.

"I wouldn’t put it that way."

"Bella, I put Richard to his knees, embarrassed Robert to no end, and made a certain Prince spend all that he has like a fool in the auction. I am doing more than just alright."

"So you intend to punish them?"

"Why not?"

"Even Valentine?" She asked and felt a little bit complicated, "I know he was with them that day in the academy and he didn’t stand up for you. I haven’t spoken to him ever..."

"Don’t." I said and took a deep breath, "Valentine may like that commoner girl but... he’s my friend too. He hasn’t done anything to harm ."

"No. He’s an idiot! He should have done sothing."

"Forget about it."

Isabella seed to have that on her chest for so ti now but Valentine isn’t soone that has bothered that much. For all its worth, I won’t go after him as long as he doesn’t stand in my way.

"But so little bird has told that you t with him after the auction. He seed to be spacing out a lot after that eting with you." Isabella said.

I knew she had her eyes and ears lurking about.

"What’s wrong with fattening up so little sheep for slaughter." I said with a remark only she could understand.

"Oh! You didn’t! You gave him sweets?" Isabella’s eyes widened.

I shrugged.

"You’re an, Viv. You’re really an."

"I’ll tornt him over it later."

"You still can’t forget that, huh?"

"Mama Claudia would never want us to forget such a thing."

"Yep, she wouldn’t."

Mama Claudia is Countess Claudia De Clare, the mother of Isabella and Valentine. She is a dear person to my heart but her persona is really extre. No one surnad De Clare is normal, to put it mildly.

"When will you tell her?" She asked.

"Esralda and I have been working on new recipes. Things that the world hasn’t seen before. Valentine’s birthday is near so..."

"I won’t stand in your way. He deserves it... but that’s a new low you’re stooping to, Viv."

"What? It’s just a bit of... sweet revenge."

Isabella shook her head wryly and turned to Esralda.

"She told you what she’s planning?"

"No, my lady, but judging from her expressions when she talks about cupcakes and swiss rolls, I can tell she is up to no good." Esralda replied.

"I’ll give you context." Isabella said and started to explain, "Back in the day, my younger brother Valentine was... to put it mildly, a very well-rounded child... aning that you could give him a little shove and he’d roll around like a ball. Vivian loved that and I admit that I helped her develop into the an bully she is today during that ti. My mama, Countess Claudia, who is Lozanish, by the way, is a very strict person and has a foul attitude. During one particular sumr, my mother decided to fix my brother’s imnse love for food and brought ho three new pets, a cow, a sheep, and a pig."

"Mama Claudia made Valentine eat with the three pets every day until they were fattened. Like she was seriously fattening them and one day, she said that they were fat enough and it was ti to slaughter. She brought a butcher and made Valentine watch." I rembered and couldn’t help but laugh and tell that part of the story.

"Valentine looked at himself that day and refused to eat for a week. The poor kid got so traumatized only Mama Catelyn got him to eat small portions after that." Isabella said as she was laughing and her eyes beca tearful.

Esralda was watching us laugh and with a horrified face, she was shaken by the story.

"Wasn’t that too much for a child?" She asked.

"Too much? Until this day, he can’t eat more than his portion. It’s like a blessing." Isabella replied.

"The problem with Valentine is that any amount more than his fixed portion will actually make him accumulate fat very quickly. It is like his body can’t process the food well and stores it quickly under his skin as fat." I added.

"Moreover, his bigger problem is that he still loves food so much but can’t normally eat anything without considering the consequences. For example, when Vivian gave him sweets that day, he would starve himself for at least a day after it so that his body doesn’t bloat." Isabella said.

"My lady... this is awful."

"I know, right?"

"I won’t agree to harm Lord Valentine even though you are teaching new recipes, my Lady."

"No! Esralda, please! This is important!"

"If it brings harm to others. I can’t do it."

"Nooo..."

Sadly, Esralda seed to have made up her mind. I can convince her later but knowing her so far, she is a stubborn one.

"This is so fun... I can’t rember how long it has been since we relaxed and talked like this." Isabella said as she laid herself back on the sofa.

"It has been a long ti indeed." I said trying to rember when was the last ti indeed.

"I guess it started three years ago when you got into the Academy, right?" Isabella said.

"I don’t really rember. I got so busy all of a sudden, I was visiting the Royal Palace to receive lessons and had to attend many lectures here and there."

"Your engagent took you away from us, Viv. Mama Claudia always says that."

"I really miss her, how about I hop over tonight?"

"Like old tis, huh? We just showed up at each other’s places whenever we wanted."

"These were the days."

"Well, since it is your first ti in a while, I’ll need to prepare things for you."

"No need for ceremonies, I still rember your place like the back of my hand."

We smiled and had a little pause which we used to sip on more tea.

"Alright... so let’s get to the important business." Isabella initiated the second phase of the conversation.

"I’m all ears." I replied.

"Actually, that’s what I would like to say."

"Why?"

"Well, this is now your new business, you are going to do great things as I know you will but you are currently lacking in connections since the royal family is after you. As for , I hold a lot of influence in the market and my connections are at your disposal."

"Well... Thank you graciously. But, Bella, you and I are in two different markets. I dare say Alba’s Fashion and ViTech can’t even crossroads at that point in ti."

"I know. I wasn’t talking about business in general, I have a different offer." Isabella said and got closer to not minding how much I could see from the plunging neckline of her shirt, "I host a lot of parties, I have friends in both high and low places, and the things they talk with about... you wouldn’t believe it, Viv."

"You got so singing birdies, huh? Pretty nice!"

"You have no idea. Musicians, painters, artists, collectors, and all sorts of deep pockets. A rowdy bunch but a useful one nonetheless."

"Well, I am flattered you’re offering that much."

"Anything for my sweet Vivi. I just want to see you succeed and maybe one day we can benefit from one another."

"Hey, as much as I love the De Clares, I know you people give nothing for free." I said and returned the sa smile to Isabella, "What’s the down paynt?"

Isabella made a sly smile.

"I heard your house is hosting a party at the end of the month. Morris de Brosa himself is invited. Inviting Morris de Brosa was sothing even I couldn’t pull off." She said.

"If it’s a simple invitation, you don’t even need it. There were never such formalities between our families." I replied.

"I know, I was going to show up anyway but... that’s not what I am after."

"What are you after then?"

To my question, Isabella’s grin widened and she seed more excited than ever.

"You know what I want, Viv."

"I’m honestly clueless."

"Don’t pretend to be, I’ve always told you about it."

She did?

I had to go a quick trip down mory lane but I know a lot of Isabella’s secrets already. It is hard to specify what she ant by that look in her eyes.

Suddenly, Isabella got up and sat on the coffee table between us facing .

"Will I finally get your blessing?"

That "blessing" word was enough to make my thoughts freeze.

"Oh, no!"

"Co on, Viv. You’re 19 now. You don’t know how long I’ve waited." Isabella cornered at my seat and got really close.

"Nope! Nope! Definitely not!"

"Argh! You have to give that chance, Viv. You promised."

"I am not... giving you... any!"

I tried to turn my head away but that long supermodel neck of hers was faster than anything I can evade.

Right now, she was holding by the chin and having her face just a couple of inches from mine.

"You’re breaking our promise, Vivi?" She asked.

"I... huvn’t... promith..." (I haven’t promised!)

"Heh! We’ll see about that."

This exchange of ours, which was seen by a third person in the room, got one hell of a reaction.

"Oh, no!"

Shocked to the end of her wits, Esralda made a shocked face as she stood and tried to make Isabella move off but she was too scared to do anything.

We both turned to her and I could see her blushing and unable to look at us.

"M-M-M-M-M-M-My L-L-Lady! Yo-You can’t be... I can’t believe... Get off my lady!" Esralda beca a nervous wreck and pointed at Isabella.

"What’s wrong?" Isabella turned to her frowning while I was also trying to understand what was going on.

"Lady Isabella, I am sure my lady isn’t into girls. Please, refrain from harassing her... or... or..."

"Into girls?"

Isabella and I frowned simultaneously and looked at each other before...

""Eew!""

The two of us couldn’t hide our disgust from Esralda’s not-innocent thoughts.

"How can you say that, Es! I’m really into n." I said.

"Yes. I’m into n too." Isabella said before rethinking, "Well, now that you ntion it..."

"Don’t you even think about it!" I said, pointing my finger as I stood up against her.

"A promise is a promise, Viv. You said when you graduate, you will be permitted to give your blessing."

"What is happening?" Esralda asked with a concerned face.

"I was 6 when I said that. Mother just passed away and I was in a bad place."

"A promise is a promise."

"You took advantage of ."

"Still... a promise..."

"Tsk."

"You have graduated, the ti is due."

"Don’t... just don’t..."

"By tradition Vivian, if the first wife doesn’t choose, her successor must. You are your mother’s successor."

I couldn’t help but roll my eyes.

"Do you like Saskia more than ?"

"Of course not."

"Then..."

"Fuck..." I said in frustration.

"My lady!" Esralda almost jumped to cover my mouth.

"Hehehe!" Isabella was grinning ear to ear.

I locked eyes with her and blew off one strand of hair that was above my eye.

"You want it, Isabella? Fine, you have it."

"YES!"

"What did she get?" Esralda asked with visible worry.

"Hehehe! I finally get to pursue the love of my life." Isabella said and leaned on .

"Tsk!" I made a sour face and looked away.

"Don’t worry, Viv. I’ll be a gracious stepmother."

"Go to hell."

"Nope, I’m going to my dear Count Julian! See ya!"