"Young master. We really couldn't find who did this to Miss Agatha."
"Keep searching. I don't believe we won't be able to rat out whoever made her go blind."
Actually, he suddenly remembered the weird video earlier and silently began to doubt whether they would be able to find anything. Nevertheless, his pride wouldn't let him easily give up so he didn't take back his words.
"We'll do our best then. But, young master. Aren't you going to catch some sleep? It's already past 3 am."
Paul heard the worry in his assistant's tone. So he replied,
"Later."
Then he took a few steps forward and held one of her pale hands. It was strangely cold, and Paul somehow hated it. His gaze went to her face, quietly tracing its details until the bandages on it made him recall something. He turned to the man standing behind him and asked,
"Did the doctor tell anything about her eyes? Would she still be able to see? How about an eye transplant
Shortly, the door opened to their unit's floor. She wiped the tears away without removing the dark shades and hastily stormed out. She then entered the condo unit, headed straight to the bedroom and swiftly packed a few sets of clothing into the biggest bag she found there. While at it, she changed her hospital gown into a shirt and pair of jeans. Then after putting on a pair of white rubber shoes, she grabbed her phone and wallet and ran out of the place with the huge bag strapped on her back.<System: Uh-oh? Hey! Don't tell me you're planning to flee from this city or country? Hello, host? Hello, stupid host? Do you still have your brain with you?> Agatha refused to answer the system as she was very angry at it. In fact, she was finding it hard to calm herself whenever she hear its voice and right now, she could barely control herself from madly roaring at it.<System: Oh my main system! Don't tell me you're rea
A laugh that seemingly came out of hell ensued and everyone inside the private room, even those innocently passing by on the corridor outside, felt a chill all over their body that made them scared shitless."Are you telling me a blind person went missing just because you lot look away for a little more than five minutes?"The nurses and doctors Paul summoned couldn't speak up due to the unnatural redness they were seeing from the man's eyes which emanates an equally terrifying madness. They could only huddle together on one side while focusing their gazes everywhere. Only Dylan managed to move, and that was actually to escape from there by throwing the excuse that he would check the CCTV in the hospital. Meanwhile, Paul's cold voice rang again as he gave everyone a stare that seemingly wished to freeze them to death,"A blind girl could even escape your notice. If you lot are all this useless, then why the hell do we bother to keep you here?
Hours passed after the young master of the McArthney family mobilized every personnel he could to track Agatha's whereabouts. He even almost called his uncle, the family head, to request the lockdown of every means of transportation going out of the city. Fortunately, before the call connected, one of his men informed him that they already found her. She was actually nearby. Or at least, she didn't go that far.With a dark expression in his face, Paul strode towards the girl hugging her knees on the park's stone bench. She was wearing a white shirt and blue denim. It was already dusk, so if other people had seen her wearing shades, they would find her an oddball. Probably the girl sensed their presence so she raised her head and corrected her sitting posture. She didn't part with the bench though, and merely waited for them to come near her. Then out of the sudden, she snapped her fingers in the air, her bare lips parting."Sir Dylan, it's already late,"
While the system was rumbling inside her head, Agatha let out a deep breath and started,"Let me begin from the start. To where I just learned my father's debt being thrown to me---"Yet before she could even finish what she was about to say, Paul already cut her off in the middle of her sentence.He coldly cut her off,"Do I have to know that?"He muttered under his breath, indifferent air surrounding him. Truth be told, he could only care less about that aspect of Agatha's life and being a man of straightforward personality, he insinuated the other party to cut the chase."Can't you just go straight to answering my questions? All I actually want to know is if you are planning to leave after this."Paul added almost immediately. Agatha, was somehow taken aback when she heard the last part of his statement because he said it in a way different from the earlier questions. At that moment, she had this illusion that h
"Stop thinking about it, you're too immature that's why you're like this."Afterward, Paul insinuated with amusement in his eyes to which Agatha secretly retorted in her mind.'Paul, you don't know what kind of being I've become.' Even so, she was already happy to hear his first few answers. Agatha was also happy that she ended up doing fine in one of the things she had always been awkward with - confiding her thoughts and insecurities to someone else.This was why,"Paul,"she called out while her hands were tightly gripping on her backpack's shoulder straps. To this, he answered with a short hum. Agatha bit her lower lip lightly for a few seconds before finally declaring,"Paul, I-I'll do my best to become more useful and courageous. I won't be just a home decor. I'll make my heart and myself stronger. I will also not always assume things and will talk properly with you whenever something's up. Also, once you
On the first week of October, the School Fest finally began. After two consecutive scandals, the academy had now begun to shed away its gloomy shell. Stalls were literally everywhere. The whole school was celebrating and everyone, be they students, teachers, or visitors, was having a carefree and happy expression.Agatha went back to school as if nothing happened. Right now, Agatha and Misty, together with Cloe and her gossipmonger friends, were sitting in the lowest layer of the bleachers on the west side of the stadium. A basketball match between the players of the eleventh grade and twelfth grade was ongoing. Agatha and the others were naturally cheering for their grade's team. Sadly, their team's blue jersey wearing opponents had more supporters. Their grade's red jersey wearing players were also not doing well in this match.Misty sighed in frustration when she saw one of their players losing the ball to a steal from the captain of the twelfth grader
"Sighs, ignore that fierce girl. Let's go back to what we're talking about," Cloe craned her head towards her. "So that's about blue number 4. Next, we look at that another damnably good-looking male god. That number 10!" Agatha was shocked after her ears were assaulted by Cloe's fangirling. "Agatha!!! That's Haiden Colles!!! That's our handsome transferee! You don't know how many bugs and butterflies escaped my stomach when I first laid my eyes on him. He's so handsome, tall, and charming. He's the man I decided to chase after this game!" Then Cloe once again screamed like how some idol's brainless fans did. The girl even started to cup her face in excitement, slapping Agatha at the back occasionally. 'How weird for a normal person to easily transform into a dangerous mentally retarded person after saying their idol's name. Just what the heck is wrong with this world?' Agatha sported a troubled express
All her plans went down the drain a few seconds after she had thought them out. It was because when a running acquaintance, who happened to be the red team's manager suddenly and mysteriously tripped on the pavement hence causing a bag of refreshments and energy drinks to drop on the ground, she could not pretend to not see anything. Since basic compassion still exists in her heart, she couldn't help but panic and run to the girl's side."Are you okay, Abbie?"The other girl whimpered in pain and tried to stand up. Agatha hurriedly bent down to pick up the plastic bag containing the refreshments. She also chased after some of the cans of drinks that rolled away before putting them back in the plastic bag.Since there were people everywhere, a few others hurried over to help the girl. One of the more mature boys examined the girl and said,"Miss, I think you need to go to the clinic. You sprained your left foot.""Eh? But