Who knew if it was the natural process of sobering up or the improved blood circulation from “exercising” that made the alcohol dissipate? Still, Edelgard was no longer intoxicated when things came to an end.She still felt quite groggy, but her thoughts had cleared up, and she was embarrassed when she realized that the same thing had happened with Javier again. She felt shyer when she recalled that she had been the one to initiate the entire thing.Burying her head on Javier’s chest, Edelgard was too mortified to lift her head up. She was too ashamed to look at Javier. Despite her shame, the hand that was stroking her hair made her feel warm and loved. It felt like Javier had given her courage, as she looked up with a blushing face.“Javier, I—I got drunk, so what happened tonight w-was a m-misunderstanding…”Forcing the words out of her lips, Edelgard ducked her head down again, too shy to keep staring at Javier’s charming eyes.“Alright, don’t think about it anymore. We’re both
”I’m the chief of Xerxes Village, Thomas Bloom. I heard that you guys are accusing Edelgard. As an old veteran who’s joined the army and fought in wars, I’m very disappointed and sad about everyone’s wrongful accusations.“Edelgard comes to our village every year to teach voluntarily, making monetary and non-monetary donations. She’s sponsored a few university students from our village, as well as numerous ill villagers who needed treatment. It’s also her donations that have allowed us to have a water supply in the village.“On what grounds are all of you accusing Edelgard and calling her a traitor of Yuzuia? Are we, the villagers of Xerxes, Yuzueans?”Thomas berated everyone angrily in the video, letting a few curses slip as he spoke. When his anger crested, he even fished out a cigarette pack with worn-out corners and pulled out a roll-up cigarette to smoke. No one knew if it was due to the smoke or the rage caused by the netizens, but his eyes were moist.“I held a gun and chase
Renee’s notoriety had completely ruined her. Any show that had employed her stopped working with her, while the ones that were already filmed edited her part out.In comparison, Edelgard’s fame shot through the roof. She had been less popular as an actress but was now rapidly rising in popularity due to this incident and she grew even more famous than young actresses with a large fan base. More importantly, she had decent acting skills.The internet was flooded with compliments about her. Veterans actors and famous directors posted to sing her praises, while some official accounts reposted and commented on her kind deeds. Instantly, Edelgard became an example for actors everywhere and experienced incredible honor.The next night, she booked a whole hotel floor of a banquet hall to host Javier, Jade, and everyone else in Reivaj Group.“Thank you, everyone. Thank you for not abandoning me during my hardest time and for the effort you guys have made to help drag me out of the dirt. Th
Time passed in the blink of an eye, and half a month flew by just like that.Within two weeks, Reivaj Group went from being unknown to becoming a household name. The beautiful boss, Jade Odell, the ace management head, Chad Floyd McCool, and the finance tycoon, Mary Jane Gould, became famous along with Reivaj Group, while Javier remained an unknown boss.Thanks to his manipulation, no one knew his real identity. Only a few people knew about his existence. This half a month had made Edelgard a real celebrity as well. She hogged the very top of popularity with no competition, and even the bureaucracy department hired her for a movie that was based on her voluntary teaching time in Xerxes Village.Basically, everything was developing and progressing positively. Things were going great.Javier did not have to worry about work anymore during this period of time, as he went to work leisurely each day to flirt with Jade, then took full advantage of her when they went home after work. Th
Zephiel and Jade chatted a lot in the office. It was regular small talk without much meaning or reasoning. At least Javier did not notice anything important. However, after Jade left, Zephiel told him while sipping on his coffee, “She’s a decent girl.”Javier had no idea how Zephiel could tell. Perhaps it was true that one saw the truth in the most mundane matters. Maybe he was not as trained now, so he could not understand what the old fox thought and how he looked at things.Zephiel continued to speak. “Your instinct…has always been decent. Selena is a great girl too, so stop resenting her. Different environments result in different people, that’s it.”Putting the cup down, Zephiel reminisced.“I couldn’t figure this out back then, didn’t understand why people would change because of money. I asked your great-grandfather after that, and he replied with another question. He asked if I’d surrender if we were attacked by old enemies.“Of course I wouldn’t. I answered him without ev
Zephiel was slightly shocked by Mackenzie’s compliments.“Looks like this Jade woman is a pretty decent woman for you to even say something nice on her behalf.”Mackenzie shook his head. “I wasn’t saying something nice on her behalf. I really did send someone to look into her. She’s a competent woman who knows when she should go on the offensive and when she should stand back. Also, she understands that following Javier’s instructions would be in her best interest and she quietly supports him from behind. Out of all the people I’ve met, she’s very much like my grandmother, both forgiving and understanding. However, Jade’s probably got a much better life than her. Zephiel heaved a long sigh when he heard MacKenzie mention his grandmother. “Marilyn…really didn’t have her life cut out for her. Back when she was in Sammius, she would look through photos every day. Although she never once mentioned it, it was obvious that she was waiting for someone. But until the day she died, she ne
The trio headed for Zephiel’s old friend’s residence after Zephiel gave Mackenzie an address.It was an extremely large bungalow located in Old Medb, and it seemed spacious yet simplistic.However, a bungalow like that would be ridiculously expensive, costing about $10,000,000 for about 6,500 square feet. On top of that, the bungalow was located in an average part of Old Medb.If it were located in a higher-end area, the price would immediately shoot up to hundreds of millions, which was a terrifying sum.Of course, this would be terrifying only to most people. In comparison, a bungalow like that did not seem anything worth being surprised about to both Javier and Zephiel.After Mackenzie parked the car, he remained inside while Javier accompanied Zephiel into the bungalow. They met an old man who was watering his plants inside.The old man was about 70 years old with a bald head that reflected the sunlight. He was holding a pail in his hand as he watered what seemed like rathe
Zephiel burst out laughing in tears when he heard that he was being called society’s scum and a beggar.He then asked Javier, “Do I look like one?”Javier nodded in all seriousness. “Pretty much.”Seeing that Zephiel was about to kick him, Javier hurriedly added, “I look like one too!”Zephiel retracted his leg before it landed on Javier’s butt. However, Zephiel may have given up on kicking Javier, but Gigi had not given up on wanting to scorn the two Kerseys.“Heh, you seem to know your place and that you are a piece of trash. Since you know that you’re being a hindrance here, hurry up and get out of my house! Just the sight of you here makes me sick!”Javier replied, “If you’re feeling sick, you might wanna see a doctor and confirm whether you’re pregnant or not. Otherwise, it probably means you’re about to give birth already.”Gigi did not expect the “scum” to retaliate, so she was instantly infuriated. “I’m not f*cking pregnant! I meant me seeing scum like you makes me sic
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