Class Villainess

Chapter 205 – Spilling The Conversation (7)

  "Yes, I won't tell them even if they ask, Miss."

"Good, thank you for your good service. You helped me a lot today," I said. I walked away from him and left the cafe. 

I quickly returned to Mona's cafe and found that Elise had been waiting on a table while Mona was busy serving customers that started coming for early dinner or meeting with someone.

Elise stared at me anxiously. She must've been worried that something bad had happened to me during my mission.

I sat on the opposite side of the table and took off my hat, shade, and face mask. 

"Em, how was it? Are you alright? Did they recognize you?" Elise started asking me bullets of questions.

"Relax, they didn't recognize me at all. But they are definitely in shock when I said that I am Mason Hall's girlfriend," I replied with a grin. "The setup that Mona prepared for me is definitely the most perfect setup we can come up with. They are forced to sit in the only VIP table available and listen to me speaking crap about the gift that I received from Mason Hall."

"Did they do something while you're faking stuff out?" 

"Oh, yeah, they are trying to record me. Barbara climbed to one chair and recorded me over the curtain railing between our tables. But I have4 set the spot, so all she recorded was my back and the earring on the table. If things went smoothly, they would be posting about this tea on their Instagram page, Darthmorth spicy whispers."

"Oh, I also bring something from this mission. I think we can use this to embarrass them even more," I said as I fished out my phone. I searched the recording and then plugged my earbud. 

I handed the buds to Elise and said, "Play this. This is a great gift for Anita, definitely."

Elise pressed the play button and then listened to the recording. Her expression went from curious to shock after the first minute of listening, much to my expectation.

After she listened to everything, Elise shook her head and took off the earbuds, "Damn, they're crazy as fuck."

"Well, what do you really expect from them? You haven't been able to go to school because of that crazy bitch Natasha who threatened to do something even worse than before. And I can't even imagine what kind of 'worse' thing she could do after she literally told those three bastards to beat you up and sexually assault you."

Elise shivered in fear and gave the phone back to me, "Thank you for the recording, Em. You're right. They're really crazy. And for Anita, let me guess, you want to tell Anita about the place where Jordan, Barbara, and Natasha would do it together, right? They clearly mentioned their meeting place after this."

"Yep, I don't know what she will do. But I know she would create a big scene that would embarrass many of them all. Anita seems to be someone that will do some crazy stunt just to embarrass them all."

"But I can't use my phone to tell her. Because if she got caught, or during the heat of an argument, she might accidentally spill my name as the one who told her Jordan and those whores' location. If I got revealed, that means so…" I stared at Elise with one intention. "Elise, are you friend with Anita?"

"Well, I know her, but not really a friend. Do you want to use my number to text her anonymously?" Elise asked straight to the point.

I nodded because that was exactly what I thought. Because Anita hadn't saved Elise's number, that would count as an anonymous text.

But contrary to my expectation, Elise shook her head instead. "I don't think that would be good, Em. Anita might haven't saved my phone number because we barely know each other, but the history of me sending her text would still be there. My number would still be there, and she could call me anytime. She might also spill the number to Natasha—and that would be the death of me," Elise said. 

"But don't worry, Em. I don't want you to work alone on this kind of mission. I have another idea," Elise said. She took out her phone and then clicked on one application.

"Snapchat?" I asked. "What are you going to do with that?"

"I have a second fake account in Snapchat. I will use it to send a message about the location of where they are going next to Anita's real Snapchat account," Elise said.

"Wait, you know her Snapchat account instead?"

"Yeah, she advertised it to my batch for some reason, but oh well—" Elise opened her second Snapchat account and then gave the phone to me. "You should be the one who types it, Em. You know how to incite some emotion."

I nodded and grabbed Elise's phone. I was thinking for a moment and then started typing. 

— 

Grand Sun Hotel, Lotus Room no 5 on the fifth floor. Come after dinner if you want to see Jordan playing with that same bitch + another bitch. 

Maybe he dumped you because you haven't given your pussy to him like those two whores. 

:Kiss: :Kiss:

—

I added a kiss emoji to incite Anita's anger even more.

"Elise, do you still have the picture of Jordan, Barbara, and Natasha together when they were in front of the cafe?" I asked. I remember the picture that Elise took when I was inside the cafe.

  "Oh, yes, it's in the gallery," Elise said. "Just click and insert the picture yourself."

I was pretty appalled by her trust. Because she allowed me to see her photo gallery. That was another level of confidence that even I wouldn't have for now. 

I clicked on the gallery and then used the pic of Barbara, Natasha, and Jordan in front of the cafe before as the background pic of the snap. 

"Okay, aaannd send.. Let's see what kind of drama Anita would show."