More than five hours ago, the Dawsons' mafia headquarters were still full of Maurice's people. Everyone was as Maurice remembered them to be, rambunctious and foul-mouthed, some eager for fights, the others taking a whiff at some corner or having orgies inside one of the rooms. However, around that time, Agatha used the last device redeemed freely from the shop to temporarily isolate the sounds from the first floor to the rest of the mansion. After that, Paul 's men took care of everything. Not even ten minutes passed and the mafia members' faces became the agents'. As for what happened to the real group of lowlives? Well, they got temporarily huddled and cuffed somewhere outside. Then after the real target was successfully captured,Paul personally dropped them in front of the nearest police station, using Agatha's devices to change their countenances into those of death-row wanted criminals. Of course, to prevent them from escaping their imminent fate, he ordered his men to knock t
Meanwhile, the supposed to be one of the lucky subordinates not chosen for the midnight operation was now sporting a sour face. It was the thirty-something-year-old guy his colleagues usually referred to as Old Gil.Woken up from his sleep, he hatefully stared at the screen with his red eyes, furiously working on locking onto the coordinates his boss gave him. After doing so, he took a glance at their conversation thread and then phoned some other colleagues whom he wanted to share his unluckiness with. "Hey, the young master said to raid that whatever Alina Victory Hall! He wants a result within one hour! Do you hear me, folks! Alina Victory Hall! I already sent the exact location!"He then listened to the grumbling from the other who mistook his orders for a 3:33 am prank. "What? Ejay said that's the place where some music competition participants currently stay? Uh-uh? Who cares? So what? I even sent a screenshot and voice record! Wha
Her system did not reply. It couldn't believe that its advice was ignored. At the same, it also found her silly for doing all of this just to see how capable her target was. Whilst the woman continued smiling and staring at the building as if she could see everything happening within. After a short while, she even added,'Look, not even thirty minutes passed and he already had his men sent to the floor where the contestants stay. I thought it'll take him two hours at least. And his underlings are efficient, cold-blooded and powerful too. The poor girl who replaced me there is shot to death without mercy! Haha!'She finally looked away from the upper floors of the Victory Hall and went back to eating. Her mood was very good when she said,'Actually I have two goals. Unfortunately, the first is an epic fail because I didn't even hear his voice even though I threatened him with Conrad's name. Haha. It's sad but not everyth
Agatha's first encounter with the system was after she found herself being rescued from drowning, only to realized that her soul shifted to another person bearing the same name as hers.Well it could be said that the system appeared and saved them during the darkest period of her life. Both of them, she and the other Agatha, has a despair of their own. Whilst her perfect little life came to crumble down after discovering the secret affair of her fiancee and best friend behind her back, the other Agatha was wallowing about her helpless life buried in debt. A problem passed on to her after her soul entered to this body. Before she knew it, a huge debt was suddenly thrown at her shoulders and it was an amount that she would never be able to pay if she had continued being a normal student.If she had never been bound to the system and met Paul, then undoubtedly her debt collector would be hunting her by now. The worst case she had conjured in mind when
"Agatha."She nodded, her eyes feverishly looking at him. "Here.""I have a meeting at 3 pm. We don't have much time. Baby, get up from the bed now. Take a shower and dress up. It's already past 12 so let's just eat outside."Unfortunately, Agatha's mind already went to a slightly grey area so she didn't reply.Since he was the only one who stayed for her, her thoughts were all about how to not let him go. Her eyes went down to his broad and slightly callused hand, this hand that grasped hers when she was in the two darkest periods of her life. Ignoring the confusion on his face, she held it tightly using her two small hands. All she was thinking of was to never let go of it...so he would also not be able to leave her.A second later, a particular scene in the past played in her memories, reminding her of how he said he was hers. Then she realized, he wouldn't actually be going away by himself
When the girl heard him saying he'd bring her to his company after lunch, she probably only assumed that he would leave her to his office or the lobby then go to the conference room by himself. This was why she only applied light makeup and put on a modest green dress that reached to her knees. Her beautiful glossy and long hair exuding a floral scent and swaying behind her so gracefully like waterfalls were let down. There was no extra decoration on it. The only thing not light on her was probably her lips colored in blood red which despite its striking color was only as prominent as her soul-stirring eyes. She looked very young. Nonetheless, her face and aura somehow exuded maturity which also mysteriously had a tinge of freshness only present to young women aged seventeen to nineteen years old. Her body which already received lots of love from him became quite developed and now in clothes that hugged her figure, she looked still at her age, but more poised and appealing than many
Within the half hour that passed, the number of presenters that had stood in front grew proportionally with the number of presentations Paul and the other board members had rejected. Within this timeframe, there were moments when she was daydreaming or thinking things through. The visit to the laboratory had never left her mind.Time passed and as the bespectacled young man continued talking, Agatha's mind just couldn't stay in one place. It was because all of a sudden, she remembered the list she sent to Paul some time ago. It was the long column of names of business spies and all sorts of people that wanted to sabotage and semi-cripple the McArthney Conglomerate. If she was not mistaken, not few were shareholders and trusted tenured employees. Since she was already here, why not help him sort and straighten these people out?In Agatha's mind, she was already contemplating whether to hypnotize everyone here to swear absolute loyalty to Paul after this
<System: I am glad you have awakened my host.>The girl who was back to the operating table at the middle of the laboratory room groaned out a weak pained voice. It was as if waking up had been hard for her. The glaring light that pierced her half-opened eyes immediately forced her to turn her head to the side. Afterward, as memories played back in her mind regarding how Agatha Moore forced her to become a pitiful and bound lab rat, great waves of sharp pain started assaulting her whole senses. Large beads of sweat began to accumulate on her face, especially on the forehead. Not long after, a muffled scream came out of her mouth. After some time, when she asked the system regarding her current situation, its voice mockingly resounded in her mind.<System: It's already late in the afternoon. They kept injecting you some sleep-inducing substance until they managed to successfully