Rise Of The Villain : In a World Ruled By Anomalies-Chapter 51 : Priceless

After finishing the conversation, Yuna stretched lazily and walked toward the door.

Before leaving, she glanced back at Arthur.

"Collect your things," she said casually. "I’ll come back in a few mimutes."

Without waiting for a reply, she stepped outside and closed the door behind her.

Click.

The room finally fell silent.

Arthur stood there for a few seconds, staring at the door.

Then he slowly turned around and walked toward the bed.

Instead of packing anything, he simply collapsed onto it and spread his arms comfortably.

"Finally... some peace and quiet."

He stared up at the ceiling.

For the first time since morning, there was nothing chaotic happening around him.

No enemies.

No crazy martial artists.

No life-threatening situations.

Just silence.

Arthur slowly looked around the room.

Then he muttered lazily, "Well... it’s not like I have anything to pack anyway."

He stretched slightly.

"All my valuables are already inside my inventory."

With that problem solved, Arthur rolled onto his side and closed his eyes.

"Perfect time for a nap."

Within seconds, he drifted off to sleep.

Only ten minutes passed.

Then suddenly—

BZZZZZ!

Arthur’s phone vibrated loudly on the table.

His eyes slowly opened.

He groaned in irritation.

"Who the hell is it this time...?"

He lazily reached over, grabbed the phone, and glanced at the screen.

Unknown number.

Arthur frowned.

Then he answered the call and said in an annoyed voice,

"Who is this? Whatever it is, call me again after I’m asleep... I make much better decisions then."

Before the person on the other end could even respond—

Arthur hung up.

He tossed the phone back on the table and turned over.

"People these days have no manners."

He closed his eyes again.

Three seconds later—

BZZZZZZ!

The phone vibrated again.

Arthur’s eye twitched.

He slowly sat up, grabbed the phone again, and answered the call with visible irritation.

"Didn’t I tell you to call me again after I’m sleeping?"

Immediately—

A sharp and furious voice exploded through the phone.

"HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO TALK TO YOU AFTER YOU’RE SLEEPING, YOU IDIOT?!"

Arthur blinked.

His sleepiness vanished instantly.

He recognized that voice immediately.

"Isabella...?"

He rubbed his eyes.

"What the hell do you want now?" he groaned. "Can’t you let me live a few peaceful moments?"

Isabella’s voice came through the phone again.

"Shut up and tell me which room number you’re staying in."

Arthur frowned.

"And why the hell would I do that?"

On the other side of the phone, Isabella gritted her teeth.

"Just tell me."

Arthur immediately replied,

"I refuse."

Her voice suddenly turned cold.

"If you won’t... then I will."

Arthur rolled his eyes.

"You will what?"

There was a brief pause.

Then Isabella spoke calmly.

"I will block the black card my mother gave you."

Arthur froze.

His breathing hitched.

’How the hell does she know about that?!’

Then realization hit him.

’Mala...’

He remembered that the bodyguard had been standing right there when Ravina handed him the card.

Arthur muttered under his breath,

"That damn bodyguard is really useless, isn’t she?"

On the other side of the phone—

A small smile appeared on Isabella’s face.

The silence from Arthur told her everything she needed to know.

’Got him.’

She spoke again in a relaxed tone.

"So... what will it be?"

"Will you tell me... or should I call the bank?"

Arthur fell into deep contemplation.

His mind began calculating rapidly.

’That card has no limit...’

’Do you know how much money that is?’

’That’s free money...’

Arthur immediately straightened up.

"My lady," he said in a suddenly respectful tone. "There is no need for such hasty actions."

He cleared his throat.

"Not only can I give you my room number..."

He paused dramatically.

"I can also give you my underwear size if you want."

"Eww!"

Isabella’s disgusted voice came instantly.

"Just tell me the room number and stop being dramatic."

Arthur sighed.

"Alright, alright."

He rubbed his forehead.

"It’s 401."

A satisfied smile appeared on Isabella’s face.

"Good."

Then she added casually,

"Stay there."

Click.

The call ended.

Arthur stared at the phone as a frown appeared on his face.

"What the hell does that mean?"

He tossed the phone aside and muttered,

"What am I... her dog or something, Telling me to stay?"

A few minutes passed.

Then suddenly—

DING DONG.

The doorbell rang.

Arthur slowly stood up and walked toward the door.

He grabbed the handle and opened it.

Arthur opened the door slowly.

The moment it swung open, Isabella’s figure came into view.

She stood confidently in the hallway, one hand resting on her hip.

Today she was dressed casually, yet the outfit somehow made her look even more stunning than usual.

She wore a fitted black crop top that revealed a hint of her toned midriff. Over it was a light beige jacket that hung loosely off her shoulders. Her high-waisted blue jeans hugged her curvaceous figure perfectly, emphasizing her slim waist and full hips.

Her platinum blonde hair fell smoothly over her shoulders, shining softly under the hallway lights.

Her brown eyes looked at Arthur with their usual confident sparkle.

Arthur stared for a moment before rolling his eyes.

Isabella crossed her arms and said loudly,

"Aren’t you going to invite me inside?"

Arthur sighed in a grumpy voice.

"Come inside."

Isabella walked past him without waiting for further permission.

Her steps were relaxed, almost as if she owned the place.

She entered the room, glanced around briefly, and then casually sat down on the nearby sofa.

Arthur closed the door behind her and leaned against it.

"So," he said with a tired tone, "why have you come here?"

Isabella took a deep breath.

Then she asked calmly,

"Aren’t you planning to leave today?"

Arthur scratched his cheek.

"There has been a slight change of plans."

Isabella narrowed her eyes.

"What change?"

Arthur walked over and leaned against the table.

"Well... after seeing you and that Jordan guy fight inside the dungeon, I realized something."

He shrugged.

"I’m actually pretty weak."

"I lack proper training."

Isabella nodded immediately.

"Well, you’re right about that."

She tilted her head slightly.

"You are kind of weak."

Arthur’s face twitched.

’She’s really blunt, isn’t she?’

He exhaled slowly.

"Yeah, yeah. I know."

"I realized I’ve been relying too much on my skills."

"And that’s not good."

He stretched his arms slightly.

"As it happens, someone offered to train me."

"I accepted the offer to get stronger."

"So now I’m leaving with her to train."

Isabella raised an eyebrow.

"A trainer, huh?"

She leaned back on the sofa.

"Who is it?"

Her lips curled slightly.

"I’m fairly confident I can hook you up with someone better."

She glanced at him.

"After all, I know you’re really poor."

"You probably can’t afford a high-rank trainer."

Arthur stared at her.

"You really are a spoiled brat, aren’t you?"

He crossed his arms.

"Flexing your parents’ money wherever you go."

Isabella shrugged with a smug expression.

"Hey."

"What good is money if I can’t use it to get whatever I want?"

She grinned.

"We only live once, you know."

Arthur gritted his teeth slightly.

’Damn rich brats.’

Then he paused.

’Well... technically I was a rich brat too.’

’But that was not really me.’

Arthur sighed.

"Well, I doubt even your money can hook me up with someone better than the trainer I got."

Isabella smirked confidently.

"You’re underestimating the power of money."

She leaned forward slightly.

"Just tell me the name."

"Who is it?"

Arthur suddenly smiled.

A mischievous smile.

"She’s standing just behind you."

Isabella frowned.

"What?"

Then—

A cold yet amused voice spoke from behind her.

"Tell me, Isabella..."

"Who do you think is better to train him than me?"

Isabella froze.

Her entire body stiffened.

That voice.

She recognized it instantly.

Slowly—

Very slowly—

She turned her head.

Her face turned pale.

Completely pale.

Her voice trembled.

"Yu... Yuna..."

"Wha... what are you doing here?"

Yuna ignored her completely.

She looked directly at Arthur.

"It’s time to leave."

Arthur didn’t respond immediately.

Instead—

He stood in front of isabella and watched Isabella’s shocked expression with pure amusement as he took out his phone and started taking several pictures of her from different angles.

’This is priceless.’

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