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Chapter 3

I’m a Clown, Well, Not Yet

Dunk District.

The most famous wealthy area in Seiva.

The three-story white villas gradually lit up as night fell, with huge crystal chandeliers spilling warm light onto the meticulously manicured gardens through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Adeline didn’t live with her family.

She’d changed into a light blue silk spaghetti strap dress, the lace trim at her chest struggling to contain her impressive figure.

Adeline sat on the couch, her legs tightly clamped together, her face flushed pink, practically ready to squeeze out water.

“Say that again.”

“Adeline, I really regret choosing Viloti right now. I know I don’t deserve you; could you give me another chance for compensation?”

This kind of role-playing was played out dozens of times almost every night.

Today, it was supposed to be her saying the name Viloti that put this young lady over the moon.

Filin had become quite familiar with this mental victory dance.

He could gauge from Adeline’s expressions when to confess, when to regret, and when to feel guilty.

This young lady was actually pretty easy to understand.

Compared to a few other clients, she was a piece of cake.

But repeating this plot daily was enough to make him want to hurl; couldn’t they mix it up a bit?

And why was he always stuck playing this “I regret it” role? To be honest, the one who should really regret it was him for having crossed over and ended up in debt without enjoying any of the lavish lifestyle.

“Adeline, what do you want to eat tonight?”

After half an hour of heartfelt confessions, Filin rubbed his now-numb legs.

Adeline was busy combing her hair, clearly savoring the moments that just unfolded.

Adeline wouldn’t pay him just for emotional support; that wasn’t thrilling enough. Filin had to revolve around her and her whims.

“Anything’s fine.”

“Understood.”

Here we go!

The biggest pitfall for virgins on a date!

“Anything” didn’t mean anything, but rather required a thorough analysis of her recent tastes, her mood that day, her outfit, the weather, and a series of data before arriving at a conclusion.

That wasn’t a problem for Filin; he had written an entire 200,000-word “Adeline Analysis Report”!

Adeline closed her bedroom door and sank back into the small sofa.

Thinking about how Filin had just uttered Viloti’s name made her unable to help but grin from ear to ear.

Even if it was all an act, it felt really good!

Tonight, there was a meeting to coordinate with the student council at Saint Andros Academy, where both Viloti and Filin were.

To get into the Royal Capital’s academy, one must pass written exams and hunt enough magical beasts to obtain a specified number of magic crystals.

Ordinary students could not possibly gather that many magic crystals without family guards’ help.

To accommodate the common folks, the two schools united to send outstanding but underprivileged students into the Underground City for hunting.

When the time came, Adeline hid her expression and adopted her usual gentle and confident demeanor.

“Well then, I’ll start this meeting.”

The communication spell seal activated, displaying the participants of the meeting.

Both student councils exchanged pleasantries for quite a while, finalizing a series of details, so the meeting went quite smoothly.

After a courteous farewell, the meeting wrapped up, with most people leaving, leaving only a few girls closer to Adeline chatting away.

“Are you all going to Miss Viloti’s party this weekend?”

“Of course, I’m so envious of her; she’s already in the Royal Capital’s academy!”

“I heard Viloti finally ditched her clingy guy today.”

Adeline twirled a white plush pig on the table, a birthday gift from Filin.

It was ugly but endearingly so.

She wasn’t even remotely interested in these gossip tidbits, even about Viloti.

Right now, she just wanted to maintain her friendships before clocking out and getting ready to enjoy dinner prepared by Filin.

What would they eat tonight?

“There are so many people who like her; which one are you talking about?”

“Just that super famous clingy guy from our school, I heard he used to be Viloti’s fiancé.”

The speaker was Linda, the student council president from Saint Andros Academy, where Filin was.

“With all those rumors, if even half of them are true, Viloti should be busy getting married every day!”

“That has to be true, especially since it’s him. Three years ago…”

“Is that the eldest son from the Solst family?”

Solst?

The pig head of the white plush suddenly got a firm squeeze.

“Filin Solst?”

“Yes, that’s him! Adeline, I’m surprised you still remember him.”

Adeline’s heart sank, her brain went into a tizzy, and her gaze began to unfocus.

Not only did I remember him, but I’m also financially supporting him.

Wait, what’s going on?

Why is the ceiling spinning?

Filin is Viloti’s clingy guy?

Isn’t he my hired clingy guy?

“Filin’s always liked Viloti? When did this start?” Adeline asked, trembling.

“You didn’t know? It’s been quite a while, at least over six months,” Linda narrated with flair about Filin’s heartfelt pursuits and the trials of chasing after Viloti.

Adeline felt like a clown.

Imagining that Filin might share her quirks with Viloti to impress her nearly made Adeline lose her breath right then and there.

“But it’s a pity; after today, there won’t be any more gossip about him. He said his final goodbye to Viloti, and it sounded pretty tragic.”

“Can clingy guys be taken seriously?” the other girls questioned.

“I think it’s real; I feel like he’s fallen for another girl.”

“Is that true, Linda?”

Adeline suddenly stood up, holding her spell seal.

“Hey, you’re still here. Normally, you’re not interested in these matters. But I think it’s true; I saw him writing something in his notebook yesterday. I might’ve caught a glimpse.”

“What was it?” Adeline quickly pressed.

“He wrote about how he’s started regretting things, like how he’s really fallen for you, and how he’ll never love Viloti again, stuff like that. Then today, he said goodbye to Viloti.”

!

!!!

Adeline’s gray-blue pupils suddenly widened.

If the white plush pig had a mouth, it’d definitely be screaming under severe pressure right now.

Fallen for another woman.

Regret.

How could he really love you?

He’ll never love her again.

Isn’t that exactly about me?

Adeline hurriedly grabbed a cup of water and took a sip, not even caring that her strap had fallen.

Just three days ago, she told Filin that the person who snatched her pride away was Viloti.

Today, Filin severed his ties with Viloti.

Is this a coincidence?

A thought suddenly flooded into her mind and wouldn’t go away.

He loves me!

He cut his relationship with Viloti for me!

I stole Viloti’s loyal clingy guy!

My pride is back!

“Lady Adeline, has the meeting ended? Do you need some appetizers before dinner?”

Filin sensed the room had gone silent, so he brought in a small cake and knocked on the door.

Poor Filin had no idea his “Adeline Analysis Report” had caused such a ruckus.

But the moment he opened the door, his keen professional instincts went off like alarms.

Booom!

Adeline was sprawled on the bed, her rose tea-colored hair draping over the white sheets.

She had buried her face in the pillow but could still see her flushed cheeks.

Hearing the door open, Adeline slowly raised her head, panic and shyness sparkling in her gray-blue eyes, her pale cheeks tinted pink, even the tips of her ears blushing.

“Who let you in?”

Adeline stood up stiffly, her expression rather unusual.

“Sorry, Lady Adeline.”

Filin looked down at his own toes.

“I was just too eager to see you, so I made a rash decision to come in.”

“Wha…!”

He could really smooth that over; the guy was a certified genius!

Filin didn’t notice Adeline’s face turning even redder.

“Filin, sit down.”

Filin’s hand holding the cup trembled slightly.

Adeline’s tone was suddenly sweet enough to scare him.

What’s going on here?

Filin came over and quietly sat next to Adeline.

“Do you like Viloti?”

“Of course not, Adeline; I only like you.”

As always, an exquisite performance.

“If one day, you had to choose between her and me…”

“I wouldn’t choose,” Filin held Adeline’s hands tightly and leaned in closer.

“In my heart, there’s never even the thought of a choice scenario. I made the wrong choice once, but once I met you again, Adeline, there’s no one else in my heart; you will always be my one and only.”

Filin was acutely aware that there was never a choice to make.

When it came to a pure and beautiful girl like Adeline, he had absolute confidence.

Burp.

Adeline turned a shade of pink almost visibly, even letting out a burp.

Shut Up, My Lady. Just Hand Over the Money and Don’t Confess!

Shut Up, My Lady. Just Hand Over the Money and Don’t Confess!

闭嘴大小姐,乖乖给钱不准告白!
Status: Ongoing Author: Released: 2024 Native Language: Chinese
Felin transmigrates into the body of a fallen noble, burdened with a massive debt. Faced with a choice between becoming a hero in another world or living off rich girls, he chooses the latter. He rents himself out to troubled noble ladies, roleplaying whatever they desire—attentively caring for them and providing emotional support. He’s the simp for the cold beauty, the punching bag for the perfect student council president, the lover of the logical priestess, and the “master” to a wealthy dragon heiress. He even plays the older brother to a princess. And his clientele doesn’t stop there—pop idols, witches, and more keep lining up. All Felin wants is to do his job properly, save up enough to buy an estate, and retire with a few maids. Once the contracts end, he plans to leave these emotionally unstable noble ladies behind. But when their contracts expire, none of them want to let him go. One by one, they try to bring him home and drown him in affection. Felin: Ladies, once the contract’s over and the money’s paid, we’re even. No confessions allowed—don’t even think about getting me for free.

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