Of course, Quinna would not let Javier take advantage of her while they were inside the boardroom. After all, it would be absolutely embarrassing if someone were to walk in on them midway! Thus, she said in embarrassment, “I’ll buy you dinner after work.”The dinner was just innuendo. The activity after dinner was most likely what she actually meant. However, Javier revealed an embittered smile. “As if we’ve got a chance to have dinner together. I’ll be eating it on the plane!”Quinna was slightly stunned. She originally thought that Javier would probably feel excited after making such a huge decision to give herself to him willingly. In the end, not only did Javier not seem excited, but he was even frustrated that he was about to leave soon. She subconsciously asked, “Where are you going?”“Yuzuia.”Javier then left the boardroom, headed directly to the airport, and booked the next flight. Although Samere had already agreed to give him a month, Javier knew there was no way
Herschel was clear Yuri was only treating him with so much respect purely because of Javier’s presence.Thus, although he was rather happy, he did not dare to overstep his boundaries. After all, he was someone who worked by Javier’s side, so he needed to be mindful of his words and actions. Because of this, Herschel said, “Thank you, Mr. Bogard, but—”Before Herschel even finished, Javier replied, “He’s asked you to go enjoy yourself, so just go ahead and do so. Do you really think you’re here to protect me? You don’t even know a single word of their language, nor are you able to read, so how are you going to drive me around if you can’t even read the signs? I only brought you here this time to relax.”Initially, Herschel felt rather embarrassed after Javier had said such things to him.However, now that he had heard about his “job description” during that journey, he was immediately over the moon. “Thank you, boss! Thank you!” Javier returned to his room after relieving Hersch
After being granted access, Yoel entered Javier’s room, panting heavily with sweat covering his forehead. “Mr. Kersey, I’m here…I-I’m…I’m here…”Yoel held the door handle for support and seemed so tired it was as if he was a dog that had been out in the sun for a long time during summer. All that was left was for Yoel to stick his tongue out, and he would match it perfectly. Javier chuckled as he said, “Why are you in such a hurry? You could’ve taken your time. There’s no need for you to tire yourself so badly.”Yoel was cursing inside. ‘Would I have to end up this tired if you hadn’t set a time limit!?’However, as much as he was cursing at Javier, he still seemed grateful on the outside. “Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Kersey. Thank you.”Javier then pointed to the sofa, gesturing for Yoel to take a seat to catch his breath. Yoel thanked him one more time. However, he did not dare to sit on the sofa. After all, Javier was still standing! Thus, Yoel did not dare to
On the one hand, it was the enticing reward of becoming the next family leader. On the other hand, it was him taking up the risk of being killed by the Whites.After weighing his options repeatedly, Yoel made what he thought to be the right decision. “I’m sorry, Mr. Kersey. But I can't do that.”Javier smiled. “It’s alright. I was only offering for the fun of it. There’s no way I’d want to be involved in your family matters.”Javier’s smile sent chills down Yoel’s spine.However, after thinking about it on a deeper level…‘If I’m able to contact Renly and tell him about this—’“Are you planning on telling Renly about this and then get in his good graces while you’re at it? You’re planning on telling him that you’ve refused my offer and hope that you can take this opportunity to seek protection from him by becoming his subordinate. You hope to receive Renly’s support to make you the next family leader?”Javier instantly caused Yoel’s eyes to widen with his deduction. Yoel hurried
Renly was pondering what Javier was planning on doing. ‘Why would he discard all of his profits for the sake of this so-called “patriotism”?‘Is there a point in being patriotic?‘I don’t think so. I’m a nationless person, so I can do whatever I want without having to be worried about being restrained.‘Plus, without the shackles of my motherland, I’m as free as a bird and able to live however I want.‘Why would I need a motherland? Is it even important?‘Take the Kerseys, for example. Other families already chose to flee during the 19th century, but they chose to invest their money. Although they had indeed contributed to their country, what did they get in return?‘If they were to have chosen to flee at the time, the Whites probably wouldn’t dare offend them at this moment. ‘In fact, our family’s status of being the strongest would probably begin to waver since the Kerseys, who are purely a family of businessmen, have an extremely large financial reserve. ‘But right now, th
Herschel may have felt that Javier was trying to bluff him, but Yuri concurred. In order to understand his superior’s intentions and better understand what humans were thinking, Yuri had specially gone to learn psychology. Thus, he was very clear about everything that Javier had just done. ‘He was giving Yoel a mental suggestion just now.‘It’s a clever trick that will be able to cause others to be under the illusion that they’ve done something wrong.’Thus, Yuri knew that Javier was joking when he claimed only to be trying his luck with his tactic.Yuri silently looked at Javier and was slightly shocked, not realizing that Javier possessed so many tricks.‘Could he be planning on going up against Renly despite how young he is?’At the same time, Yoel’s face was filled with scorn as he stared at his cell phone.“You idiot, you still can’t do anything to me in the end, can you? Just the fact that you’ve thrown your phone away is the best proof of your incompetence. Then again,
“Sir, if you’re here to purchase flowers, you will always be welcomed here. However, if you’re here to cause trouble, I’m afraid you’ve come to the wrong place.”This was not said by Mei but by the woman in her thirties. She seemed very forceful despite how unfocused she seemed a moment ago when she was introducing the flowers to Javier.Javier shot a glance at the woman before turning toward Mei. “Is she here to keep watch over you?”Mei did not answer Javier’s question. Instead, she returned to arranging her flowers gracefully.Javier then passed the flower basket to the woman in her thirties. “Mind your words, or you might end up needing these flowers instead.”After that, Javier stopped beating around the bush with Mei and went straight to the point. “My name is Javier Kersey, and people usually prefer to call me Mr. Kersey. I live on an island in Lustmord. If I’m not mistaken, we should’ve met each other when we were little. You were still by Bryan’s side at the time. T
Since someone would naturally arrive there to take care of the woman’s corpse, there was no need for Javier or Mei to be worried about that.After that, they left the florist and drove back to Mei’s home. Mei lived in an independent manor with beautiful surroundings. On top of that, there was a refreshing wood style about it that made the house seem a little antique. It was already evening at the time. A cute little girl suddenly ran toward Mei the moment she arrived home. The girl was probably 3 years old and she did not seem to be able to run properly yet. However, she kept on running as she sweetly called out to her mother. Mei gave her a smile that was very unlike the way she had smiled at the florist’s, which had been out of politeness.However, the way she smiled at that moment was different because it was genuine and heartfelt. Her eyes were also filled with love. In fact, when the little girl accidentally tripped and fell, her eyes were filled with worry.Mei hurri
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