Agatha massaged her aching forehead.
It was wee hours in the morning when the system loudly notified her of this.
She felt anger rising from within because she knew it did this on purpose.
Why else would it speak loudly in her mind as if it was on a megaphone? And around 2:30 am too?
She had barely fallen asleep! Naturally, because her man did not let her off for coming home later than she promised. Accurately speaking, he did not let her off without doing her seven times all over the penthouse.
She was tired because this morning, she went to work.
This afternoon, she confronted a whole base to save Misty.
Before leaving that place, as she did not want to spend a sky-high priced teleportation device on them, there were a few people whom she carried out of the place on her back and arms.
Then when she went back, Paul was with her. But they didn't manage to have homemade meals done. And had to settle with deliveries.
Even
When the next day dawned, instead of coming out to have his regular jogging, Eithan spent time in the kitchen trying to make something to eat.Unfortunately...[System: Do you call that a food? More like a dog puke.]"..."Eithan went silent. He could hardly thing of a retort. There was indeed smoke coming off his kitchen's stove, and the thing lying at the bottom of the casserole was nowhere near something which could be called 'food'.The system that 'saw' his twitching lips felt proud and began to flame him again.[System: I'd rather die than eat something like that. Blegh!]"..."Eithan' insides hurt.Aside from the smell, the sight too was very unbearable.So he averted his eyes.He couldn't help but wonder if all the luck he had in his body got turned into unluckiness when it comes to this skill just so a half-host like him wouldn't become too much of a game-breaker.'Why cook
"You did not sleep?"When Eithan asked this question out of the sudden, Irene turned her head his way and saw the creased on his forehead.Her eyes went back to the kid.When she realized what his question directly implied, she gasped.What kid would stay up all night?Was Eithan asking the wrong question?"... I, I didn't sleep."To her shock, the boy answered these as he slowly got up.When looked at carefully, the child did have reddish eyes.It was like he cried all night, at the same, he didn't get a wink of sleep.Irene threw Eithan a troubled glance.The man went to the bed and stood at its side.The boy noticed her and shrunk under his blanket, as if afraid of her.For what reason though?The woman became self-conscious. Did she look intimidating just now? Or was she smelling bad? Although she really did not take a bath before going here, she at least had washed up last night be
That morning, Brienne Middleton did not go to Dazzle or any company owned by her. But to a high-end luxury club called Cryptos, located in West Alina. By the entrance, the guard only looked at her briefly before allowing her entrance. She didn't stop at the receptionist desk, but went straight to the elevator. The elevator boy asked her which floor she wanted to go but instead of answering him, she pressed the button by herself, the one with the number 5 on it. Upon arriving on the fifth floor, Brienne headed left. When she stopped at room 514, she took out her membership card, and the room booked in advance opened up for her. "Hi." Brienne stood at a loss for a few moments before bowing her head lightly. "You must be Sir Gu. I am Brienne Middleton, the one who requested to meet up with Your Grace." Gentle bell-like laughter echoed in the place. Behind her, the door of the luxurious room had already closed and so the pleasant voice was
Amusement and mirth danced in the man's eyes when her face briefly turned stern and cold, must be from thinking who that next subject was."Yes, Your Grace. This time it's a real assassination and elimination request. The name is Agatha Silver, from one of the middle elite families that are now trying to catch up with us.""I think I know that person."Mr. Gomez's forehead creased, the name rang a deadly, or at least, dangerous tune in his ears. It was like he had already heard of the name before from a colleague, another immoral host."Agatha Silver used to be the acting CEO of Ever Victorious Corporation, a business empire here in Country F backed by the McArthney."He nodded.Brienne continued, "The real owner of this corporation is that Paul McArthney who disappeared three years ago and just recently returned. In his absence, the one who took over Ever Victorious was not Sir Conrad, the McArthney family head, but this woman."With
Even after sleeping for more than twenty-four hours, Misty still hadn't woken up, which Ver Drilon could only blame on her adrenaline rush on that fateful afternoon. It seemed to have been triggered by her instinct which let her easily find him even though she was under the influence.'When will you wake up, girl?'The man hadn't slept a wink too since he didn't want her to wake up only to see him asleep."Please... Wake up already..."This was what he had told the sleeping woman more than a hundred times.Why hadn't this stubborn and narcissistic beauty opened her eyes? It had been more than a day!Until when was she planning to make him die of worrying?He gritted his teeth after remembering that this woman's 'best friend' dropped by to warn him of doing something inappropriate in addition to also reminding him of why Misty ended up this way.Ver lightly squeezed the soft hand grasped by his two hands.His stool was be
South of Alina City. Specifically, in the abandoned mental hospital there.It was a very eerie night.Moonless.Starless.Clouds were so thick people would just be compelled to wonder when the rain would fall down raging from above.Under the blanket of the pure black sky, a man covered in thick layers of clothes walked into the small gate entrance escorted by one of the staffs manning this weird and uncanny place.Lights were on ahead.But on the pathways where they were currently, only the scant illumination from the masked escort's flashlight allowed the older man not to accidentally trip on stones or anything unspeakable that could cause one to slip and fall down."It's been three years since I last saw you. How can you stand guarding this place? Everyone here is either lunatic or sociopathic. Look, the place is so spooky too. When are you going to resign?"Out of boredom, the older man, Conrad McArthney began to tal
The second morning after the rescue operation...The day was nice. At least the sky was clear and the chirping of the passing birds graced the surrounding to make it appear so peaceful and full of hope.Unfortunately...Inside Ivy Adalio's bedroom, in the newly bought apartment that now looked presentable as a famous actress' house, wails and sobs could be heard, gloriously contrasting against the brightness of the day.The actress entered with a tray on hand and walked towards her own bed which was now occupied by her good friend Deborah Skyes. Facedown, the woman was crying, or at least that was what people would normally assume due to the kind of sounds she was letting out."Stop wrestling with my bed." Ivy put down the tray of sandwiches and drinks on the table next to the bed. Afterward, she placed her hands on her waist and looked at the blonde woman with mild irritation and helplessness."It's not the end of the world, Deborah. And st
Meanwhile, a young man, or perhaps, a big boy with a lean body and a height of around 5 feet and 9 inches entered the exhibition hall. Even though he wore a nice white buttoned-up shirt and a pair of black slacks, immaturity still reeked of his body. Which maybe could have been lessened if it was not for the stupid red cap on his head. The cap was even pulled down to hide half of his features. It was around ten am in the morning. The museum was quite popular hence there were already a few visitors this early. Some of them looked over to him and all of these people were shocked to find the curator of the museum bowing down respectfully to the odd boy. "Who is he?" One of the madams in a fashionable get up whispered in a low voice to the other ladies in their forties. Apparently, these middle-aged ladies came together to enjoy some great works of art in this reputable place. The rest of the madams and those also near them looked at the subject of their curiosity. The one who sated