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
"Hmm?"When a notification rang inside his head, Sandro Smith had just thrown a banana peel on the ground, the whole fruit already chewed up by his mouth and pushed down his throat. The system's reminder automatically made his head turn to the laboratory's direction. His companion would only give him a buzz if there is danger. Or if Maurice, his beloved target, tried to flee from the operating table. The case was obviously the latter. Maurice's Original was avoiding a clash with him, so it could only be the poor lab rat attempting to escape.He clicked his tongue, thinking, 'What a troublesome lab rat.'<System: Should we notify her?>The teleporter kid unceremoniously wiped his hand on the hem of his shirt and laughed. He knew his companion was referring to the crybaby host who somehow managed to send his stalking target under a semi-mad scientist'
In front of a cafe situated in a commercial building opposite the Ever Victorious tower, Maurice's Original gracefully leaned her back on the floor-to-ceiling glass wall of the cafe, eyes pinned at the building in front. She wore a long black fitted dress today, looking like she would be going to a funeral than an airport. A to-go cup was in her right hand, the other pressing her phone to her left ear."Haha... I'm really sorry, for the trouble. It's just that I think it's bad not to let the whole country know about a case like this... Alright, so the news will be broadcasted later?... Great! Really thanks for your help. You're really a lifesaver!"Done with the exchange of flattering words, she smiled then ended the call. Afterward, she reviewed the scene being played by the system in front of her. She had to back play a bit due to missing out a few minutes, the call and the frequent pausing at Paul's face and actions to be blamed.
"Mr. McArthney?"The presenter finally recovered his senses. Confusion was all over his face when everyone's eyes turned to him with sarcasm, mockery, disapproval, and amusement. There were even hidden messages which he couldn't comprehend. Tempted and unnerved, he was about to check if there was something wrong in his face when a deathly glare from his backer made him stiffen in place.Questions appeared in his mind then. 'What happened?''Why is everyone suddenly like this?''A while ago they're still throwing me admiring glances.''Just what the heck happened that even Mr. Sinclair looks to be dying to kill me?''... I remember only permitting the prettiest girl here to ask questions...'A few seconds later, while still being frozen in place by everyone's mixed but mostly scorning glances, his hazy mind cleared, enabling him to remember what he just did. He looked around again, cold sweats running down his spin