Javier and Ciel boarded an ordinary commercial flight after they met up. Ciel was sleeping very soundly on the plane, probably because she was tired after having fun for so many days. However, Javier did not get much sleep because there was a question bugging his mind the entire time… ‘Why didn’t the old fox send Mackenzie out to investigate if he already knew where Dad and my stepmother were long ago?‘Mackenzie clearly doesn’t know about this piece of information. Otherwise, he would have said that he couldn’t tell me about it rather than that he hadn't been able to find anything.’This made Javier find the entire thing very strange, and he felt as though there was something that not even the old fox could tell him. After pondering this for a while longer and still failing to make any sense of it, Javier gave up and decided to look into the matter instead. He sent Ciel home after they got off the plane and called Mackenzie, who said right after the call was connected, “Mr
Even though Chessie had already done it with Javier before, she still could not hide the blush on her face and the sensation that made her feel as though she was afloat. However, she was still a veteran member of society at the end of the day, so her answer to such flirty questions would always be unique. “I got punched by someone right here like a sandbag. Just look at how swollen they are now…Would you like to help me soothe them?”Javier immediately held her up by the waist upon hearing this. It was not until Chessie began to struggle continuously that Javier finally released her. After tidying up her slightly messy clothes, Chessie changed the topic and said, “Let’s go get something to eat. I’ve already made arrangements for you.”“Sure, you’re paying anyway.”Javier wrapped his hand around Chessie’s arm, making himself seem like the lady, while Chessie was the man causing the woman to laugh coquettishly. “Sure, I’ll take you out for something to eat. But you’re going to
Fortunately, Chessie managed to beg for mercy in time before Javier went on to have another bout of love with her. As for the paperwork for the land that Javier was supposed to buy, Chad had a friend who was in the process of taking care of everything in the meantime. There were three days left before the bidding for the land would begin. Therefore, since Javier did not have anything better to do, he chose to accompany Chessie for those three days. Out of Jade, Chessie, and Ciel, Javier felt sorry for Chessie the most. This was because Chessie was a very strong woman who would not ask for anything. Not only did she not want money or power, but she did not even want men protecting her. She was so stubbornly strong that she did not want to be protected by men even if she faced a huge crisis. However, the more she behaved this way, the sorrier Javier felt for her and the more he wanted to make it up to her. Thus, Javier had been by Chessie’s side the entire time with the sol
The bidding immediately began with someone raising the price by 80,000 dollars, which was, of course, expected. Immediately, someone yelled out, “80,000 dollars!”With two consecutive raises, the original price of 3.15 million dollars was almost immediately raised to 3.31 million dollars, which was a terrifying sum. It was Chessie’s first time participating in a bidding war of this sort. When she went, she initially thought she was going to be there for a leisure trip. However, she was now feeling slightly stunned after seeing how much money was being flung around here and there. On the contrary, Javier did not seem to be fazed in the slightest. Although he had not participated in a bidding war before, that small amount of money meant next to nothing. It was akin to a common passerby stumbling upon a nickel on the floor. In such a case, the common passerby would not even think twice about picking up the nickel before carrying on with their life. This was because, in their ey
They had thought that Javier was only a bumpkin from some small-time company and had even suspected him of being a troublemaker, but they now realized that that was not true at all—Javier was there to make sure Andrew went down!Each time he placed a bid, it was targeted at Andrew, and he was still increasing the price in folds now, baffling everyone.The land that had started off from 3.15 million dollars was now at 6.62 million dollars. The way the price had doubled with an additional 10% was aggressive!Chessie was startled by Javier’s bidding. She could not help poking him again and reminding him softly, “It’s 6.62 million now!”Andrew, who saw Javier and Chessie whispering to each other not too far away, understood the situation. That bumpkin boy toy must be pandering to Chessie and borrowing money from her!Chessie was a force to be reckoned in the mafia world, but everyone knew that she was only involved in the sex work field of the gambling, drugs, and sex business. She wa
That was 11.1 million dollars—11.1 million dollars!Andrew surrendered. No matter how rich he was, he had yet to reach the stage of considering several million dollars nothing. He truly was unable to stay as composed as Javier was.As the sound of the gavel rang out, the plot of land successfully went to Javier.Applause erupted from the venue as people congratulated Javier for winning the land and pandered to this wealthy man. The guests felt like their horizons had been broadened today, as the world of a rich man was indeed different from theirs. Compared to Javier, they were akin to poor farmers.Even the bureaucratic big shot had gotten up and gone down the stage to congratulate Javier.“Young man, thank you. Thank you for making a great contribution to our town’s charity. Everyone here will remember you!”After thanking him courteously, the big shot looked at Andrew. “I hope you’ll keep your promise.”Andrew was incredulous. What kind of attitude was that? He had promised t
After dinner that night, Chessie headed out with her underlings to take care of some business—a negotiation with a certain boss. Javier wanted to join her, but Chessie rejected him because they could not afford the appearance of an unfamiliar face.Looking at her composed mien, though, Javier knew that nothing would happen to her. He did not worry too much after they parted ways and asked Herschel to hang out with him.The hotel dinner could not quite satisfy his appetite, as he felt like having some street food. This worked in his favor since he could have a beer with Herchel and chat about the latter’s past. They had known each other for a long time now and had never talked about it. Hence, Herschel briefly introduced himself as they had some street food.“My family didn’t do well when I was young, and I was pretty flippant. They had a military recruitment base in our area, so I enlisted. I actually did quite well in the army and got myself a master who was the champion of the mil
Javier had never seen Andrew as anything worth his effort, for the latter was too insignificant to be regarded as such. That said, Javier would be damned if he did not repay the gesture since Andrew had offered himself as a gift tonight.It was just that someone seemed even more impatient. Javier had just gone up to Andrew when Herschel dashed forward. There was no way Javier could allow this. This was the only dummy left. If Herschel took him out, Javier would lose his only chance to loosen a limb or two.While Javier and Herschel were ready to fight for the dummy, Andrew surprised both of them. He moved so swiftly that when he lifted his arm, there was a pistol in his hand. His movements were smooth too, as he loaded the gun with his left hand the moment he pulled the weapon out.“Try and take another step toward me. Come on!”As the dark gunpoint was staring back at him, Herschel paused. He was impatient but he was not reckless.Andrew spat, “F*ck, weren’t you so good just now?
As Bernadetta launched a barrage of kicks against the restaurant door, Mrs. Greene summoned 120% of her strength, holding the fort. The older woman had made a living terrorizing others with absurd accusations and downright unreasonable demands, but this time, she had met her match. Bernadetta James put the “man” in the word “woman”—in that she resorted to violence as soon as things escalated. In the end, it took both Mrs. Greene’s apology and a deal to provide Javier and Bernadetta with three days’ meals, all free of charge, to make the young woman stop. Then—“because I actually have a weakness against people sincerely appealing to my better angels,” according to Bernadetta—she amended the peace offer, changing the three days’ free meals to…a week’s worth. Back in the inn, Javier expressed his heartfelt gratitude to Bernadetta for rescuing him. “I can’t thank you enough for standing by my side when I needed it the most, Bern. But I can thank you a bit more if you refrain from using t
Mrs. Greene opened her flap and unlocked the floodgate, the spit during her tirade so profusive that she could water an old lady’s lawn. “It’s him, officers! It’s all him! He did this to his own camera just to remove himself as a suspect, but we know better than that! He’s the guy who stole my goddamn lingerie!”She turned and trained her finger on Javier. “You vile, disgusting, degenerate piece of sh*t! Ptooey!”‘Back at you! I'd rather spend the night with my left hand than with you!’ By this point in the morning, Bernadetta had arrived at work. Her heels clicked onto the floor as she sauntered toward the commotion. As soon as she heard what had transpired, she laughed, looking clearly amused. She trained her perfectly manicured finger on Javier and piled on. “Oh, it was him. I can testify to that! He stole Mrs. Greene’s bra because he is…the Lingerie Phantom Thief! By day, he is Javier Kersey. At night, he is Jo Ker, the Bra Stealer!” Javier threw his arms up in exasperation
Javier shook his head. By the time his vision was back to normal, the dog was gone. It had escaped! “What kind of hell spawned this little sh*t?!” Javier wondered to himself aloud. “Was this really an effect of the world changing? Is this an example of mutation because of the Storm? Or is there something else at play?”Baffled and unsure what to think, Javier returned to the dorm and told the residents to open the door. Inside, he found Florence huddling the frightened kids closely. She was white from fear, and yet in the presence of vulnerable kids, she had assumed the role of the protector without a second thought. “Hush, it’s alright! It was fake. Someone pulled a terrible prank and put on this white sheet and…” Javier made up a fib to explain the haunting away exactly because the truth could land him in a mental institution. No one would believe him—and for good reason too!Javier drove Florence back to the Yuzuian restaurant, where the latter’s electric scooter was. While
A resentful wail—interspersed only by sobs that sounded more like someone was being strangled—was echoing in the middle of the night while Javier and Florence could not see even a single soul out there? Animated by the power of “hell, naw!”, Florence dove into Javier’s arms for protection. Her hands were clasped firmly on either side of her head, hoping to block out the ghastly demand in her ears. Her eyes were squeezed so tightly shut that even a crowbar could not pry them open.Javier himself was just as terrified. He would have felt better if he could see the source of the voice rather than just hear a woman sobbing about getting her head back. At least he would know what he was up against! But just hearing it without any visuals at all?! Nooooope!Then, Florence hugged him in a “help-me!” sort of way. She was soft and supple—damn, that sexy figure in combination with her silky-smooth skin sure was welcoming. She was warm, and damn did she smell good! Nothing competed with fea
The dog barked in protest as it pointed its paw at Javier with the intensity of a mob before executing a monarch. The flames in its eyes were so bright that they could incinerate Javier into ashes in milliseconds. In the end, though, all that protest was for naught. Constance tied it up in the parking garage, while Javier watched in glee. Ah, sweet, sweet revenge! The stupid dog had thought it could set him up, had it? That would teach it!The look the Pomeranian shot him almost felt like a threat: ‘Just you f*cking wait, hooman!’‘Wait for what? How much can a stupid b*tch like you do to me?’ Javier scoffed in his mind. Now that the four-legged pest was gone, Javier turned back to Constance and talked about the new orphanage. As it turned out, despite the old woman’s sentiments for the building she had founded, she was a lot less obstinate and unreasonable as she might appear. “I mean, I don’t object to it completely. I know the new place is gonna be better, but…” She faltered a
Florence called half an hour later to tell him where they’d be having dinner. After leaving the inn in Bernadetta’s care, he hurried to the venue. Florence had picked a newly-opened Yuzuian restaurant. Javier had never liked Yuzuian restaurants, but since Florence had invited him, courtesy stopped him from asking the woman to change their meeting venue. He found Florence quickly enough and sat across from her. They placed their orders, and Javier began his performance: He started sighing and doing his best to look forlorn. It intrigued Florence enough to ask what was wrong, and Javier told her about his unfortunate beef with Constance that day.“It’s so unfair, man! Why would I bully a dog for no reason?” he moaned. “I’m sure Aunt Constance misunderstood. You’re a knightly, heroic, kind man! How could someone like you possibly get off on hurting a dog? I’m sure Aunt Constance was just too worried about the dog’s welfare to think things through. She didn’t mean it. I can vouch for
Herschel was dressed quite sharply today. It was the full ensemble—black leather shoes, black slacks, a white collar, and last but not least, the good old oil-slicked hair. The typical look of a high-ranking office worker, just as Javier had requested. Ordering him to get in his car, Javier asked, “You brought all the stuff I told you to?”“Yo, I would never forget the stuff my boss told me to bring. I’ve got all the preparations down pat. You can check ‘em if you don’t trust me,” Herschel replied. He fished an ID and some documents out of his leather bag. “See? All the documentation a journalist in the most important room of a news agency would have.”After a round-check and some instructions, Javier sent Herschel on his way to complete his mission. The man was strangely reluctant, though. “Boss, you told me you decided to work in that inn, right? Does that mean, you know, that you’re gonna call me ‘boss’ while you’re there?”Javier had almost forgotten he had mentioned this. It
Javier’s suspicion turned to Constance Hellman’s white Pomeranian. He turned to the director’s office and met the dog’s eyes. With its paws on the windowsill, it hoisted itself up to look out of the window. Seeing the dog cracking a lopsided grin and baring its fangs—beaming as smugly as a teacher’s pet who had managed to subdue everyone through the power of being the boss’s favorite—made it look both amusing and chilling. It would have been had the dog not caught Javier’s gaze, suddenly dropped the smile, and put on a face that seemed to be saying, ‘I’m just your average dog! Nothing to see here!’And then it feigned—yes, feigned—a yawn as its one last measure to cover up the fact that it had been laughing smugly to itself. ‘What. The. Actual. F*ck?!’ Javier thundered in his mind. ‘B*tch’s a natural actress! What’s it doing here instead of being interviewed on a talk show after becoming viral on TikTok?’In combination with Russell’s report, the incident inside the director’s of
As Javier was befuddled, Constance rushed in from outside and picked up the white Pomeranian gingerly to carefully check its injured leg.“Oh, baby, what’s the matter? Did you hurt your leg?”The white Pomeranian whined in pain and began twitching upon hearing Constance’s concerned question. This upset Constance so much that she admonished him sternly. “Mr. Kersey, I thought that you were a loving person, but I can’t help doubting your motive now.“I’m skeptical about you taking good care of the kids here when you’d even hit a cute dog!”Javier felt extremely offended. When had he hit the dog? He hurriedly explained, “Madam Hellman, I didn’t do anything!”Constance asked angrily, “You didn’t do anything? Why would it suddenly limp now and whine so pathetically? Why did it hurry over to me? Give me a reasonable explanation!”Javier was in distress as well. “How would I know? It was fine when I was carrying it just now, but it wanted to get down on the floor, so I carefully placed