Adolf was flummoxed. Never in his wildest dreams had he ever thought Javier would dare lay a finger on George. George was a Hachison! The representative of the irreproachable Hachisons of Yuzuia! He was basically a modern-day retainer-cum-ambassador of the emperor!And now the same ambassador had just had his finger snapped in Adolf’s turf. How was he supposed to explain that away?Had the person who had broken George’s finger been literally anyone else, Adolf would have ordered security to apprehend the offender already. But this was no ordinary man either—this was Javier Kersey, his super-important, most larger-than-life client to date!Poor Adolf was more than just shocked. He was in a helpless bind. What in the world should he do now?Now, if his goal was to ingratiate himself with George, there was really only one choice: He had to order his people to go after Javier and fix the latter up. Unfortunately, what Adolf really, really wanted to do...was the complete opposite.By G
Before the soiree was over, Herschel strode back into the hallway and nodded at Javier. He had not tried to hide it from prying eyes, so Adolf caught it and knew the demigod he used to know existed no more.It was terrifying. They were all outwardly humans, and Adolf himself was commonly regarded as one of the world’s elites. Now, however, he knew there was more to it. Some people were simply born to be godlike. He had always thought George was the only one like that, but now, that seemed like a premature conclusion. At the very least, he now knew Javier was one of them and that he was even more of a god than George ever could be.He sidled up to Javier, a little frightened and intimidated, but ultimately mustered enough guts to admit, “Mr. Kersey, I’d like to work for you.”Javier laughed. He knew what Adolf meant. He was hoping to work for him so he could climb that social ladder. The world did not lack like-minded people, and they had all swarmed toward Javier too. However, few c
Javier’s actions had stupefied Suzanne. She had really thought he was going to take her untouched body to town tonight. As a matter of fact, Javier let her go as soon as the kiss ended. His hands at least knew how to stay put.There was one part of him that refused to stand down, and it was not the kind of thing Suzanne’s present bashfulness was about to let her speak of.Suddenly, Javier said, “Looks like we’re free tomorrow. Wanna hang out, go sightseeing, and just enjoy ourselves?”With her cheeks still flushed, she nodded softly. She had to wonder if she’d said yes because she was too scared to say no—what with the man’s body being on top of hers right now—or if she genuinely wanted to go out with him. Regardless, her answer was yes, even though she then pointedly turned her feverishly pink cheeks away from him to avert her gaze.Javier’s finger grazed against the softness of her cheek. “You, Suzanne, are beautiful,” he breathed approvingly. “So much so that you could make anyo
“You…didn’t secretly study all this before we left, right?” Suzanne asked aloud, feeling shocked. The breadth of his encyclopedic knowledge was just too hard to believe.Javier smiled and nodded. “Definitely! I even learned how to predict the future last night. That’s how I knew ahead of time that we were gonna visit Gauthe’s residence.”Suzanne knew he was joking. Javier would never learn any form of augury, and it was even more impossible for him to have known that she would want to visit Gauthe’s house. It had been a spur-of-the-moment request on her side, as Javier had never made any formal traveling plans.In other words, Javier had not been secretly memorizing trivia about Gauthe—he was genuinely a pro.As the two of them talked among themselves, another foreign couple stepped closer to them. Judging by their conversation and the language they used, they were Chineans too. The woman, Mallory Cadman, told her boyfriend, “I’ve never read Fowst before, but I know it’s like, supe
As Javier spoke, Donny was baffled. He did not even have the confidence to retort to the insult thrown at him at the end of Javier’s sentence. That was because he felt that Javier was not acting cool and making things up. He really knew what he was talking about.It was then a blond, blue-eyed foreigner came over and clapped formally.“Excellent. Mister, you’ve successfully dispelled my impression of Chineans being ignorant and foolish just now. Thank you.”The foreigner spoke Chinean fluently, but what he said was kind of disgruntling.“Oh, my bad. I think that didn’t come out accurately, but please, believe me, I don’t mean what you think I meant. It was because of this man’s nonsensical explanation just now that I think he’s ignorant and foolish. I wasn’t generalizing.”Javier felt slightly better with the explanation. Certain people could be ignorant and foolish, but one must not put the label on everyone. That would be a suicide attempt.The foreigner then turned to Donny.
Traveling these days allowed Javier and Suzanne to interact more.Suzanne was deeply impressed by Javier’s profound knowledge. She did not know how his head could store all this stuff. It was like he knew everything. Her instinct as a medical researcher even filled her with the impulse of dissecting his head. She ought to study if Javier’s head was battery-charged and contained a microcomputer in there.Javier grew to like Suzanne even more as well. The woman was kind and intelligent, a little sly at times. Women like her were popular among men, so the reason she had not been dating all these years must be due to her concentration in medical research—not that she was purely chasing after wealth.Nathaniel had promised her before that as long as she fulfilled a certain number of years working for him, he would let her put her name on one of the patents. That was why Suzanne had been working so hard and did not even have the time for a boyfriend. She wanted to prove her worth!There
After what happened at Gurtuh’s the last time, Mallory had no longer wanted anything to do with Donny, but the man resorted to sweet words and repeated promises that he would not lie to her again. Thus, she had chosen to forgive him—yet, he not only tried to steal today but also lied to her without batting an eye like she was a fool.Mallory was furious. Her hands may be cuffed, but it did not stop her from raising her leg and kicking Donny with her heels-clad foot, making the latter hiss in pain.Javier could care less about this. He had more important things to do.“If you both want to leave this place, the best thing to do now is to shut up and let me handle it.”“Why must we—”Another kick from Mallory shut Donny up.If Javier had not been worried about the incident embarrassing Chineans, he would not even care about these two people. Donny, especially, could be drowned in the lake for all he cared!Swinging his hand, Javier slapped Donny again without any forewarning. Donny
That night, Javier did not return to his room but slept with Suzanne. Even then, nothing actually happened between them as Javier chose to respect Suzanne’s wishes.Of course, it also had to do with the lab being abandoned after he offended Suzanne back then.After returning from the overseas trip, the assembled equipment arrived soon after them. Usually, the vice CEO would send such a huge order over. Still, Javier was obviously not a usual case to Heinfensmirtz Inc. Adolf sent it personally and promised that there would be a 60% discount when the rest of the equipment would be sent over within half a month.The discount was shocking—taking 96 million dollars off 160 million dollars—so Javier could not help asking, “You’re done being the CEO, is that the case?”Adolf was determined. “Even if the board of directors kicked me out, I stand firm to show my favor to you, Mr. Kersey. I strongly believe that you’re my lucky star.”Javier chuckled. “What if I watch you get kicked out a
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