"Temporarily stay with me at my mansion to fill me in with the situation there. Your supporter can come with us."Due to this statement from Paul, both Irene and Eithan boarded the man's limousine and headed towards Green Paradise, a village within Jasmine City exclusive for the rich and famous.Though cleverly hidden, both the man and woman showed brief amazement at the beautiful chateau that appeared before them when they exited the car.It was very huge and elaborate. Among the almost castle-like mansions Eithan saw in his entire life, few residences could rival this one which her ally's lover actually owned.Just how rich this man was? Didn't Agatha once tell him that no whatsoever amount left any of Paul McArthney' bank accounts?He was suspecting the woman simply didn't know that her man had a stash of cash somewhere. It could be outside of their country since this mysterious non-host said he couldn't return or have any contact with anything related to that city.'Maybe it's als
"I'm now strong..."Paul's answer to this was a light kiss on her forehead."I also rebuilt Ever Victorious and made it as good as before, if not better."His lips dropped another kiss on her hair. The enigmatic non-host laughingly said, "Even if that corporation remains as heaps of ashes, I don't care. More than that, what truly matters are things that cannot be restored once completely lost."She hummed and nodded. But still said as if she was reporting her progress to him, "I'm so much better than that Brienne!""Who cares about that woman?"Agatha buried her face in his chest, trembling, "I, I've been looking for you every single day..."She inhaled, then continued,"I've been so lonely... I thought I've lost everything...""Where have you been? No... How have you been?""I have died every day waiting and searching for you... fearing if you're still alive or not..."And then as if a dam had broken, the woman grabbed on his shirt tightly and began sobbing her heart out.The eyelash
Eithan' mind-controlling of the butler and maids inside the chateau solidified this claim.See? In a luxurious and extremely high-end place like this, there was just no way the housekeepers inside or the guards outside would let suspicious strangers not introduced by the owner set a foot in.Take note, this high-end chateau belonged to none other than that man. The security should be at least ten times that of any normal billionaire's house, right? Maybe even comparable to those palatial residences that were home to country leaders?Barging in without permission or introduction from the owner should be impossible, right?However, to her surprise and puzzlement, no one obstructed them.In fact, everybody there turned respectful. And that itself was quite disturbing.But of course, a second later, realizing it was Eithan who did it, courtesy of her being informed of his mental ability, she tossed the weirdness out of her mind and felt astonishment on what he could do.'Amazing...''If h
Irene only nodded. She then asked, "What about Mr. McArthney? He answered your weird question in an equally puzzling way. I am mentioned. But how did I become similar to him?"'He thought you are my non-host supporter...'Eithan evaded her stares. "Who knows? Might be that despite being half, you're still a high-born like him."She laughed. "What half and high-born? If you used your acting skills and said that then, I would have been fooled. But now, I'm assuming it's a relationship like what he actually have with Miss Silver."The half-host went silent. The woman felt his awkwardness hence she wrinkled her nose then switched to another question."How about that sudden appearance? And that... tortured man?""... Someone from a hostile organization of this empire. They most likely hate the presence of outsiders like me and that woman. It's just that they didn't know that while I can be easily killed, that woman is not.""She's both my boss and ally. They're fools for ambushing her."Th
"Drip..."Softly and gently, the sound of a drop of water falling onto a cold but tender skin echoed in a dark and unfamiliar room.Not long after, faint cling-clang noises of iron and metallic something cascading on the ground reverberated. It was a stark contrast to the gentle drop earlier. More dominant and frightening.Yet actually, if people would just see the real situation within that dark and ominously silent room, they would realize that both the sound of water of metals crashing onto exposed skin or cold floor were similar. Similarly disturbing.One was blood.The other, chains bounding limbs.All hidden in that eerie darkness.'Where am I?'Eithan promptly asked the question when he realized that when he opened his eyes, there was nothing but black in front of him.The sight made his brows furrow.'System, lights.'He closed his eyes and waited for a few seconds for the illumination. Perplexingly, moments passed that nothing changed from the dark spectrum of colors that he
When Eithan exited the dream, the sun had long risen from the east. The system, like always, proactively told him the current time. 7:30 am.'.... Damn!'The man covered his face with his right hand. The actress who was watching him sleep got startled by the sudden movement.She cautiously poked the part of his face exposed, calling out, "Have you awakened, Eithan?"He did not stop the gentle finger bouncing on his right cheek."I think we should book a flight now."After getting up from the sofa, he faced the woman, surprising her with his bloodshot eyes."Gasps! What happened to you!?"While rubbing his forehead and resting his eyes a bit more, he answered, "Nightmare..."In his memories the part where he hugged the kid and allowed him to sob as long as he wanted popped up.In reality, it was something inexplicable, but definitely not a nightmare... At least not for that boy who had been always longing for someone to console his badly wounded body, spirit, and mind...While one guy
"Do you like what you see?"The voice which came from right behind her made Agatha turn around subconsciously. She found that instead of joining her in enjoying the works he painted by himself, he was looking at her.He was still in bed, looking so lackadaisical as he propped up his chin up with one hand.Seeing the teasing grin on his face, she laughed and said, "I didn't know you can paint."Paul replied. "Yeah. I learned. I had to."She froze for a moment, realizing the hidden meaning behind his response.He had to. Because he had nothing with him when he got tossed out of the country and couldn't procure news or pictures of her too.Painting had become his only solace. He learned the craft as to not go mad from missing her too much.Her heart felt so heavy and constrained.It was not only him who almost went crazy due to their separation. He too. When they had a brief talk yesterday, she learned of how he couldn't go into the city no matter how many attempts he tried. No possible
The day that Paul and Agatha reunited was also the day that the enchantment and illusions beguiling their home city all fell apart.It happened in absolute silence. All the normal citizens felt no change in their lives and only the few affected and with prior knowledge about the matter knew that everything had turned back to normal.'... I feel like it should not have been resolved this easily... Finally found his conscience?'The man was plagued by many indescribable emotions when his private plane finally managed to enter the city.The time was around 2:30 pm. The half-host's group was with them but they were on the other side of the carrier. Moments passed and they have all successfully broken through the beautiful cluster of clouds, approaching closer and closer to the ground.How many times had he tried doing this same, exact thing before? Only to find out everything was a barren land devoid of any traces of humans, much less Agatha's?Countless times already, perhaps?He chuckle