Class Villainess

Chapter 66 - Leah And The Boys (2)



Chapter 66 – Leah And The Boys (2)

"He bought the whole club room for personal use?!"

"Y—Yes."

"Ohh~ Interesting," Leah grinned. She was definitely planning something on her head. "I think we can talk about this. Let's see what we can do with your club visit."

Ah, as expected from my deduction, she was interested in boys, a powerful one in all kinds of things. It was quite obvious though, she surrounded herself with many teenage boys with their filthy smell and raging hormone.

Most girls would feel uncomfortable hanging out with many boys, but Leah seemed to be pretty okay with it. 

Actually, it looked like she was enjoying all the attention. 

She didn't act as their friends either. Of course, I knew some girls like to befriend the boys instead. But Leah treated them more like a manservant instead of friends. 

But there was one question in my head that couldn't be answered for now. 

"S—So, can I do a club visit now? I chose to visit the Boxing club because I heard that you guys have solid teamwork and management. You guys also have a lot of members. This can be very beneficial for my small club to study," I said, giving all the praises to the Boxing Club. 

Leah raised her brow, "You think so? Well, I think people outside will think like that. Maybe you can ask the boys behind me instead."

"Miss Leah is a great manager!"

"Yes, she keeps us together in shape!"

"Miss Leah is the best! She really helps me through the tough times!"

I could hear a shout after shout from the boys behind her. I knew that it was intimidating to see them. But after experiencing facing Logan, who was ten times more intimidating than all of them, I got a bit of gut in me. 

"Ah, I see that Miss Leah is the key player in this management. May I know more about your experience? This will be a great input for me."

"Well, we will talk about this. Come inside," Leah said. 

She turned around and walked first, followed by the boys behind her. 

Meanwhile, I stared at the different tiles between the corridor and the Boxing club room under me, and I got scared. 

I wouldn't lie that I had a lot of trauma with men, boys, or whatever you wanted to call them.

So when I imagined myself entered a room full of those men, my heart felt stuffy. 

Then I felt a strong hand grabbed my collar and yanked me inside so suddenly, "Miss Leah is waiting for you! Don't be slow!" One boy said. 

My body trembled when that strong hand yanked me like a rag doll, but I couldn't say anything because I couldn't show any weakness. 

The boy dragged me to a bench where Leah was sitting, and I was forced to sit beside her. 

Leah still maintained that smug on her face, and she glanced at the boys who were standing behind her, "What are you guys doing here? Go back to practising!" 

Her order was like an absolute command for the boxing club members. The boys immediately left us alone. So I could sit side to side with Leah. 

I was amazed by her skill to maintain order with those rowdy boys, so I asked, "You're such an amazing girl. You can control those boys with only one command."

Leah raised her chin even more. She crossed her legs and replied, "Of course, it's not that hard as long as you can grab them by their weakness."

"Weakness?" I wanted to inquiry more. I needed to get as much information as possible to formulate a plan to take her down. 

Leah smirked mysteriously, but it didn't seem that she wanted to answer my question. She quickly changed the topic, though, "Anyway, it's quite interesting that one person can buy the whole club room for his personal use. I know the exact amount of money needed to buy one room here. But he can actually buy it?!"

"Y—Yes…" 

I had a bad feeling about this because Leah didn't seem to take my club visit seriously. Instead, she was more interested in the rich president who bought the room. 

This happened in the previous life as well. When the rich kid bought a club room all for himself, everyone was surprised because that was an ultra-rich thing you could do here.

But how could I inquire more about Leah when she was the one who interrogated me instead. 

"Very interesting," Leah chuckled. "I didn't know someone could be richer than Ashley and me in our batch. I do know few wealthy seniors, though."

"What's his name?" Leah asked enthusiastically. 

I paused, wondering for a moment whether I should tell her about his name or not. 

I bet he wouldn't be happy if he knew that I told someone else about this, but I had a feeling that I could strike a deal with Leah by using Logan Walker as the bait. 

"I'm sorry, but I'm here to do a club visit, not to talk about my club president," I refused to tell her. I needed to bait her even more.

"Oh, come on, what kind of club visit do you want?" Leah clicked her tongue in annoyance. "Everything in this place is run by me. It's not hard if you need any information."

"I want you to let me stay and observe the activity in the Boxing Club for a week, just treat me like air, so I can get enough data for myself," I said. 

"1 week?!" Leah jerked back spontaneously. "Do you think I'll allow you to bug us for the whole week?!"

"Four days—"

"Three days. I will let you observe the club for three days, and that's it," Leah suggested a deal that I couldn't refuse. 

Three days should be enough. Besides, I couldn't stand staying in this place for too long. 

"Alright, that'd be good—" Before I strike a deal with Leah, she suddenly interrupted and requested something that might be a bit too difficult for me to do. 

"Do you think you can just stay here for three days, getting your little research for free?" Leah chuckled. "You must do me a little favour."

"And what kind of favour is that?"

Leah grinned and leaned closer, "Tell me more about this club president of yours and introduce me in exchange, and it'd be a deal between us."

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