The Male Lead’s Villainess Fiancée (Ryu Heon)

“I wrote down everything you said. Except for one thing.”

Louise stared at Stella’s face. The feeling in the other girl’s eyes didn’t seem hostile towards Louise, but seemed almost sympathetic. In addition, it sounded like Stella must not have done whatever Professor Lassen demanded.

But why? Louise had done nothing when she saw that Stella was in trouble. Considering that Louise was a member of the student council, it was a complete neglect of her duty. Stella deserved as much help as the student council gave to the daughter of Marquis Burgess. And though Louise was on the stairs with Stella, she couldn’t stop her from getting hurt. Sending flowers or pudding as an apology was nowhere close enough. It was comparable with Louise’s neglect of the situation.

“Stella Lapis.”

Professor Lassen’s cold voice made Louise and Stella turn to her at the same.

“I’ve always wanted you to prove yourself.”

“…”

“Everything you wanted was yours to take. For instance.”

The professor walked closer to Stella, and each step she took she emphasized her words.

“Honor. Success. Boundless wealth…”

For a moment, Stella’s eyes trembled. Of course she had always wanted that. Humans were naturally greedy.

“I’m the only door to get you there.”

The professor looked down her nose at Stella.

“Aren’t you going to open that door? Aren’t you going to prove yourself?”

“Professor.”

Stella managed to speak, but her shoulders shrank in fear. She was tempted. Should she get down on her knees now? Would that make it feel a little easier?

Stella picked at her sleeve. A memory suddenly came to her. A memory of a steep path, cold air, and a white sleeve.

“Would you like to hold on to this?”

She remembered the smile Professor Hill had given her, and straightened her sagging shoulders.

‘Professor Hill is truly a genius.’

If he had reached out his hand normally, she wouldn’t have thought of him in this situation.

“Of course I will always try to prove myself.”

Stella turned her eyes to look straight at Professor Lassen.

“But I’m the one that decides how I do that.”

Come to think of it, that was always what she had done in childhood. It was herself who set her goals and achieved them.

“Pathetic.”

Professor Lassen scoffed.

“Let’s take a look at what you have. You have a family that’s about to lose their noble name. Shameful relatives. Your face is acceptable, but your brain doesn’t even work.”

“…”

“The other students are laughing at you too! Don’t you know?! The only card you have in your hand that can stand against other nobles is the Lassens!”

“You don’t have to fight for me. I’ll decide what’s important. Even though in the end—”

Stella took her own sleeve again. She remembered the handkerchief now, and the scent of grass in the morning.

“Even if it looks like tatters in other people’s eyes…”

At that moment, Professor Lassen lifted her hand high. Stella knew what was coming, and she closed her eyes tightly and ducked her head. She waited for pain in the dark. After some moments, however, nothing happened.

“Professor.”

Stella heard Louise Sweeney’s voice close to her. She looked up, and saw Louise holding on to the professor’s arm with both hands. Professor Lassen was an adult, but she was older, and could not overcome the strength of a young adult. The professor relaxed, and Louise released her arm.

Suddenly, there was a crack as Professor Lassen slapped Louise’s cheek. Louise stumbled for a moment, but she didn’t fall. She clasped her cheek in shock and fright, but the professor only smiled and then stepped outside the office door.

One of the dean’s assistants was standing right outside. When Professor Lassen held out her hand, he placed a stack of documents on them. Stella reached out when she saw what it was.

“Wait! That’s—!”

It was her statement that was supposed to be submitted to the dean. Professor Lassen looked back at Stella and smiled.

“I hope you’re aware that I am in control of many things here. It shouldn’t be difficult to forget considering there is a ‘Lassen Hall’ in the Academy.”

The professor smugly tore up the statement.

“Stella Lapis, choose.”

And she held out her last temptation.

“Who will you prove yourself to. And what you will get.”

“…”

“And bring me a statement today with the correct content.”