The soonest flight was the next day, so Javier did not go anywhere tonight but stay by Saoirse’s side. He left for the airport around ten in the morning, accompanied by Herschel, GTR and Running Man.He had not needed so many people but when Running Man and GTR heard that the tall and tanned Alyssa had slept with Herschel, they insisted to follow with the excuse of taking revenge for their bro, thinking if they would get to have a great time abroad too.It was not a big deal since they had nothing to do staying anyway, so Javier took them along. There was also a senior chef who was going with them too, who had opened a restaurant and ran it for 30 years with excellent culinary skills.Javier kept his promise. He did not bluff the blond-haired hunk as he did bring a master chef over to him. Of course, the master chef was only there to work for a period of time and would teach an apprentice while he was there. He was not going to stay permanently. As for how much the blond-haired hunk
On the way to the blond-haired hunk’s restaurant, Javier chatted with Suzanne in the car. Suzanne asked, “How did you take Manny down? You wouldn’t have resorted to illegal means, have you?”She was not making guesses out of the blue. People like Manny Poupe would never admit to their own mistaken themselves. They might not even do it even if someone had something on them. Manny was his mentor. As his student, she was aware of his character.Javier tipped the back of his seat down and placed his fists under his waist as he lay down on the car seat.“Mn, consider it illegal means. I asked him to come clean previously but he wasn’t having it, so I could only help him do it.”Javier said it nonchalantly but Suzanne knew that there was nothing simple about the matter. Perhaps, it should be rephrased. It could be easy to Javier but it was truly a challenge for her. That was why she was still very much grateful that Javier had helped her with a revenge and taken Manny down.“Thank you
Getting a room in an overseas hotel was not as much of a hassle compared to doing it locally where it required one’s ID and registration. It was the simplest way—you pay and I provide the hotel keycard. The guests could be with any woman they wanted, even the wife of the hotel’s boss.It was the right to freedom of life and democracy. Of course, in a certain way, it had also created plenty of crimes. To the hotel staff, though, the culprits were the criminals while resolving the cases was the police’s duty. They did not care since they were only in the service industry.It reflected why it was so safe locally that one could roam the streets in the wee hours and be fine. If one were to do that abroad, heh…Sending Suzanne who was staggering to her room, Javier helped her to the bed and took off her shoes for her. Her feet were dainty. The black flowers that were her pedicure, especially, highlighted her sexiness and femininity.Javier was not gentleman. He was naturally filled wit
The third security gate was hard to pass through but Javier managed to enter being led by Suzanne, the head of the medial research team. It was just that…He had wanted to meet Nathaniel directly but he was chased off after Suzanne went in the office to inform the latter.To be precise, he was not exactly chased off but it might as well be from a certain perspective! That was because Suzanne told him awkwardly, “Boss said to have you wait at the lounge.”Without even meeting the man, Javier was asked to go to the lounge. He got passed two security gates but not the third one, not exactly.Frankly, Nathaniel made it clear that Javier was not qualified to enter his office.When Javier appeared in the lounge and Herschel, Running man and GTR who came in Alyssa’s car found out, their faces fell. Who was their boss? It was already an honor to Nathaniel when he had come to meet him personally yet that man had the guts to chase him out?!Looking at the armed sentinels around them, Hersc
Nathaniel turned around and left after he was done speaking. He had seemed very carefree the entire time, even to the point that he had not minded being literally threatened by Herschel with a knife against his neck. ‘Nathaniel Hurst…What an interesting fellow. But I can’t figure out whether he’s actually the interesting one or the force backing him up. I’m going to have to conduct a thorough investigation first.’Herschel’s face was pale after Nathaniel left.Not only was a sniper aiming at his head from afar, but he had even ended up being lectured by a literal child, which was why he was left feeling absolutely terrible. “Boss, I’d like to request some men.”Javier laughed. “You want some men, eh? Sure, give Kenzo a call then!”‘So he’s bringing out the big guns, eh? Coincidentally, I’ve got some of my own…Let’s try conducting some external business then!’That afternoon, Javier once again met up with Suzanne in a restaurant. Suzanne suddenly recalled a name after Javie
That night, after Mackenzie brought the men over, Herschel had them sent out to keep watch on Nathaniel’s company the moment he took over. After all, there was a very high chance that he might cause more issues should Nathaniel realize what was happening. After all, they were in the latter’s territory. In fact, he was not afraid of going to war. Instead, he was worried that Nathaniel might move his company elsewhere. Herschel had no doubt considered all the possible outcomes.However, an issue arose when the person sent to keep watch of Nathaniel’s company sent word that it seemed like nobody was working the next day. ‘That’s strange…Why hasn’t anyone gone to work?’Herschel immediately gave Alyssa a call, thinking he might be able to find out what was happening from her. Unfortunately, Alyssa’s cell phone had been turned off, so he could not contact her. In combination with the fact that nobody had gone to work, Herschel concluded that this was not a coincidence, so he i
There were no surprises about the company’s underground passageway, which extended to more than 12 miles before finally reaching the seaside. There were rails in place throughout the entire distance, so it was obvious everyone had left in some sort of vehicle that used those rails. The facilities by the seaside were all within reason, so not only would the seawater not flow into the passageway, but it would not even leave behind a trace of anyone coming or going. In fact, it was a no-brainer that a boat had been waiting at the exit to drive everyone away the moment they had gotten out. However, Javier was helpless. He could not even try to find out where they had gone, as they wouldn’t have left any traces behind. Gusman arrived the next afternoon, which was only natural considering that he was Angelina’s right-hand man. He even told Javier, “Miss Angelina has already instructed me to have the Sammius military conduct a drill should it be required.”Of course, this so-called
Nathaniel had been alive and willing to tell Javier everything just a moment ago, making it the perfect opportunity. Javier had intended on getting information on the force hiding in the shadows through Nathaniel, so he had been willing to call over 3,000 people and cause a huge scene for this exact purpose.Unfortunately, Nathaniel had ended up being killed by Angelina’s team right at that moment. The fact that his shooter had killed him when he had no longer posed a threat proved that there was something off about the entire situation, and the shooter had to be captured alive.In the end, Gabby had panicked and killed the shooter in order to save Javier.So, had she done anything wrong? Obviously not. Javier waved his hand at Gabby. “It’s alright. We wouldn’t have been able to get anything out of him even if he had been alive. In fact, I owe you one for saving my life!”Javier’s consolation allowed Gabby to heave a long sigh of relief, but she still felt a little dispirited
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