Revenge Of The Cannon Fodder Villainess

Chapter 71 - Meeting Designer Lia (6)

When Valentina woke up the next day, she had a raging fever. Her head and body were aching, her vision felt blurry, and when she stood up, she felt as if she would pass out at any moment. After not getting a fever for a while, she had totally forgotten how bad it actually was when her body decided not to work.

Still, she dragged her aching body to shower and dress up before heading down the stairs. Lia was already sitting down on the living room couch and Luca was nowhere to be found.

"Grand Rising to youuuu my favorite student! Pisces are winning and so am I! I hope you're ready to work until you- wait are you okay? You look terrible! Did you get some sleep?!" Lia shouted the moment she got a look at Valentina's face. Valentina looked simultaneously too pale and was horribly flushed.

"I'm fine. I just have a slight fever. It happens all the time. Shall we get to practicing?" Valentina replied with a weak smile.

"...It doesn't look like a slight fever to me but you're an adult. Aren't you going to eat?"

"Maybe later. I currently have no appetite."

Lia: "....."

Without waiting for a response, Valentina slowly walked to the room they had used to practice the day before. She slowly bent over to put on the heels, before leaning against the wall while panting. Her head hurt so much, and her chest felt stuffy again.

"Valentina, I really think you should take a break." Lia quietly said as she watched Valentina with eyes filled the concern.

"It's fine. I don't have a lot of time so we should get started." Valentina got off the wall and placed one of the books on her head again. Even though her legs felt a bit shaky, she stabilized herself and stood straight. She relaxed her body slightly, focused on the taped line, and began to walk forward.

Looking at Valentina's determined appearance, Lia couldn't help but sigh. She felt a sense of protectiveness and responsibility for the woman even though they had just met. Still, even though she wanted to tell the woman before her to rest, she understood the hunger that drove her to strive for excellence, even if her body was failing her. After all, she had gone through the same thing in her career. Vowing to let Valentina rest early today, she decided to coach her seriously.

"You're actually doing quite well today for only having one day of practice. You're quite the natural. Just bend your knees slightly, chin up, and work on your gaze. You want to project confidence. Good. Good. Do it again."

Hearing her words, Valentina wanted to chuckle. It wasn't that she was a natural, rather it was because the system was helping correct her pose. At least it was finally good for something after giving her body whose only redeeming quality was the face.

Still, she did her best to persevere as she continually walked back and forth on the line. Her body continued to sweat profusely, and she suddenly felt a tickle in her throat.

Cough.

She did her best to suppress the slight cough but it seemed that was the trigger. Immediately, she began coughing hard, her mouth filling with the familiar salty taste of blood.