As a villain, I just want them to behave 47

Chapter 47: Praying for Paul’s Childhood Friend

“What are you doing?!” Paul roared, mustering his remaining strength upon hearing that his sister was being sold.

“Oh, Paul, you’re back from the Second Prince’s org*?” Kailun greeted him with a cheerful wave.

Paul’s father, Jones, looked at him with. “The Second Prince’s orgy?”

“Indeed. I saw Paul being entertained by three or four burly men.” Kailun nodded, offering a helpful description. “I was too far away to see clearly, but he sounded quite happy.”

Hearing that Paul had been on the receiving end, Jones’s face darkened. His son had brought shame upon him.

Anna looked at her brother with disgust. Was this the same Paul she knew?

Then, a thought struck her, and she tugged on Kailun’s sleeve anxiously. “You didn’t touch any of those women, did you?”

“Of course not. I’m not Paul. I wouldn’t even look at those women.”

“What do you mean, Kailun? You could have saved me! Why didn’t you? And what’s this about buying my sister?” Paul exploded, his mind reeling from their conversation.

Kailun addressed his first question. “Weren’t you enjoying yourself, Paul? Why didn’t you leave earlier?”

Paul: “…”

He hadn’t wanted to stay!

He hadn’t been able to leave!

Kailun then answered his second question. “As for buying your sister, that’s none of your business. After a discussion with Uncle Jones, he has agreed to sever his parental ties with Anna and allow her to become my goddaughter.”

The “goddaughter” part was a spur-of-the-moment decision. He thought it would add a bit of spice to the situation.

“Why? Why would you do this?” Paul roared at Jones.

He wasn’t truly upset about his sister being sold. He was upset that it was Kailun who was buying her.

Paul wasn’t a complete fool. After processing the events of the past few days, he realized that Kailun was deliberately targeting him.

He blamed everything on Kailun. If not for him…

[Paul’s hatred towards you has reached its peak. Favorability -2. Total favorability: -90.]

“I have no choice! I owe a lot of money! If I don’t pay it back, they’ll enslave us all tomorrow! You, me, even your sister! I have no choice! I don’t want to be a slave! I don’t want…”

Jones broke down, sobbing uncontrollably.

He had been gambling as usual the previous night, but his luck had been incredible. He had won and won, eventually accumulating one hundred gold coins.

Blinded by his good fortune, he had raised the stakes, his winning streak continuing. However, after reaching two hundred gold coins, his luck had turned, and he began losing more than he won.

He had soon lost everything. Usually, he would have simply gone home and borrowed some money from the manager of the clothing store the next day to buy more alcohol.

But someone had offered him a loan of one thousand gold coins, urging him to continue gambling. Jones, his judgment clouded, had readily accepted, signing a contract and squandering the money recklessly.

Reality, however, was a cruel mistress. Within minutes, he had lost everything in two reckless bets.

Paul, hearing his father’s sobs, glared at Kailun. His instincts told him this was all part of Kailun’s plan to buy his sister.

“Tell me honestly, how much do you owe?” He asked Jones anxiously, clutching his sore backside.

“One thousand… one thousand gold coins.”

Paul almost fainted at the staggering amount.

Suppressing his anger, he asked, “Don’t worry, Auntie has plenty of money. We can ask her for help. She’ll surely help us.”

“It’s no use. I went to see her this morning. That heartless woman said she’s cutting ties with us. She doesn’t want anything to do with us anymore.”

Jones shook his head, his gaze fixed on Anna. His daughter was his only hope.

He knew she wasn’t worth one thousand gold coins, but the buyer was a wealthy fool.

“Thud!”

Paul collapsed onto the ground, his strength draining away.

“Hiss!”

The pain in his backside shot through him.

If they couldn’t repay the debt, they would become slaves. Their wealthy aunt had abandoned them. Should he seek help from the Second Prince and the Archbishop?

It was probably futile. They wouldn’t pay such a sum for a one-night stand. He wasn’t worth that much yet.

So, their only hope was Anna?

Both he and Jones looked at her pleadingly.

Their unfamiliar gazes brought tears to her eyes. She suddenly felt that her brother and father were even worse than Kailun.

Sensing the opportunity, Kailun placed the prepared contract on the table. “Uncle Jones, if you’re ready, let’s sign the contract. I’m sure this one thousand gold coins will solve your current predicament.”

Jones nodded and picked up the pen, his hand trembling as he prepared to sign his name. “I’m sorry, Anna. I’ve failed you and your mother. But I have no choice. I have nothing left but you.”

His mention of her mother only intensified her anger.

“No! Father, you can’t sign that!”

Paul’s shout stopped Jones just as he was about to write his name.

Kailun had assumed Paul was trying to save his sister, but he was shocked to hear him say, “One thousand gold coins is an insult! My sister is beautiful, kind, and talented! One thousand is not enough!”

Even now, Paul hadn’t forgotten the hundred gold coins he owed Loston.

Kailun: “…”

He finally understood why Anna and Paul had parted ways in his past life. If he were Anna, he would have strangled this infuriating brother at birth.

Anna couldn’t hold back any longer. Tears streamed down her face as she buried her head in Kailun’s chest, sobbing softly.

He should have continued his torment, pushing her favorability lower, but the increasing wetness on his chest softened his resolve.

“Sigh…”

He sighed, his hand resting on her beautiful blue hair.

[Anna’s empty heart has found solace. Her favorability towards you has increased significantly. Current favorability: 30.]

It seemed his future opportunities to bully her would be limited to the bedroom.

“Name your price. How much do you think your sister is worth?”

He looked up at Paul, a smile playing on his lips.

He saw the disgust in Paul’s eyes. Clearly, he saw Anna as a traitor.

Paul clutched his backside and stood up. “One thousand five hundred… no! Two thousand gold coins!”

“Alright, I’ll grant your wish.”

Kailun changed the amount on the contract to two thousand.

Paul instantly regretted not asking for more.

“Now sign it. I don’t want to stay here any longer.” Kailun tossed the contract at Jones’s face.

Instead of being offended, Jones eagerly signed his name.

He then handed the contract back to Kailun with a subservient smile. “Young Master Kailun, you’re always welcome to visit us.”

“Roden, give him the money.” Kailun took the contract and led Anna out of the house.

Roden tossed a bag of high-denomination gold coins at Jones’s face.

“Clink, clink!”

The sound of coins hitting the floor followed them as they left, along with Jones’s joyful cries.

Once they were out of earshot, Kailun instructed Roden, “Send the debt collectors. One thousand gold coins principal, one thousand gold coins interest. Quite reasonable, don’t you think? Oh, and break their hands while you’re at it.”

“As you command.”

Kailun and Anna watched from across the street as a group of thugs stormed into Paul’s house, smashing and looting everything in sight.

This was his first failed plan. He had missed several opportunities to push Paul’s favorability to -95.

However, trading Paul’s favorability for Anna’s wasn’t a bad deal. She was indeed beautiful, kind, and talented, just as Paul had described.

Of course, he wouldn’t give up on the remaining favorability points. His next target would be Paul’s childhood friend, Winnie.