Steve had been on the phone for a very long time, trying to show his sincerity.However, Javier did not seem to be the least bit interested in his invitation. After all, he knew exactly what Steve was up to, so he rejected his invitation.Evidently, he would not allow Steven to have that honor of buying him a meal. Why should he anyway?After hanging up the phone, Javier sat in his car and immediately returned to the research center.In the end, the moment he met up with Suzanne and told her that the patent’s application was about to be completed, the latter suddenly complained to him about something. “Although my subordinates haven’t made any extra requests, don’t you think it isn’t appropriate for them to live together in the same quarters?”Javier was confused as to what was happening. It was not until Suzanne explained everything that he realized they did not have suitable accommodations for the researchers. Doug had arranged for them to live in their company accommodations,
Javier left Suzanne’s research center and ordered Herschel to look into the thing that was bothering Suzanne.He still had the same thought as before. ‘Once I find out what it is that’s bothering her and resolve it, I’m sure everything will be alright.’After sending Herschel away, Javier drove himself to a nearby hotel that seemed to be garden-themed, Hotel Garcia.Hotel Garcia may have a rather elegant name, but it was a hotel with a much more beautiful environment.Javier had been there once in the past and was rather satisfied with what he saw.He was there to have a chat with the owner of the hotel, intending to see whether he could rent his rooms long-term, three months, at the very least.He believed that Doug’s construction would be more or less done after three months, and they could even rent a little longer if required. The researchers under Suzanne were all precious babies to Javier, geese that laid golden eggs. Thus, he wanted to make sure they were well-served.H
Javier had never heard of the name Audrey Mendez before, but he had heard of a person called Audrey Bitoni.Audrey Bitoni is a p*rnstar ranked somewhere around the top 100 in the world.Javier sniffed his palm after shaking Audrey’s hand and said, “Yup, you’re quite fragrant like your name.”Audrey was startled for a moment but quickly revealed a smile.Javier had just teased her, and other ordinary women would probably be feeling frustrated at that moment, if not furious.However, Audrey felt no such thing. After all, she had been running the hotel for a long time, so it was only natural for her to have come across all kinds of people. She had even heard vulgar words in the past, so Javier’s words meant nothing to her.Instead, she smiled and asked, “How many rooms would you like to book, Mr. Kersey? What sort of requirements do you have?”Since they were now discussing business, Javier recollected his flirty emotions and put on a serious expression. “Let’s begin from your best
At that moment, Audrey was so embarrassed that she began to panic. She originally thought that Javier was a major customer, which was true. However, he was a relentless *sshole with no boundaries.Aside from the fact that he had forcefully flirted with her, he was now even trying to force her into…that!Audrey had already decided she would rather not have his business than have her honor tarnished.However, right at that moment, there were a few knocks on her door, which were rather rough.The moment Javier turned around to take a look, Audrey was able to grab that opportunity and escape, hurrying over to face her desk, even pulling open a drawer.Inside the drawer was a can of pepper spray.She thought that she would spray it onto Javier’s eyes if needed.However, the person knocking on her door suddenly stopped and forced his way inside instead.Audrey’s office door was clearly unlocked, so it was a wonder why whoever was behind would choose to knock on it rather than enter
Jordan started yelling at Audrey when she was still apologizing.Moreover, he was saying disgraceful and vulgar things. It was difficult for anyone to listen to what he said.Audrey was completely humiliated. If Jordan were her biological son, she would have taken off her heels and slapped him across his mouth.However, Jordan was her stepson, not her biological son. She could only hold it in. Being a stepmother was certainly no easy task.Javier looked at Audrey, then at Jordan, and asked in surprise, "Stepson?"Audrey hummed with embarrassment, but Jordan, next to her, yelled, "Stepson, my foot! She seduced my dad. I’ve never accepted her!"When Javier heard this, he completely understood why Jordan suddenly got so irritable when they were by the lake.The stepmother and stepson had their disagreements. Or, to be more precise, the stepson did not like his stepmother.Audrey seemed like a good stepmother, however.While pondering, Audrey spoke up again. "Mr. Kersey, please le
Through Audrey's narrative, Javier had a brief idea of what had happened.Audrey came from a poor family. When she was in high school, she received financial support from Jordan's father. She had managed to graduate from high school and go to university after that.She and Jordan's father simply had a beneficiary and benefactor relationship during that time, nothing more.Jordan's mother knew about it, and so did Jordan because Audrey had been a guest at his house at that time.However, Jordan's mother died of illness. Audrey happened to be studying at a university in this city, so since Jordan was still young at that time, she would sometimes visit and take care of him, which was also her way of thanking Jordan's parents.But humans were emotional creatures after all. After a long time, one thing led to the other, and Jordan's father and Audrey started developing feelings for each other.When they got together a few years later, Jordan, who was ten years old at the time, suddenl
Javier was determined to sleep with Audrey, but clearly, things would often not go as planned.When he was about to touch Audrey's body, a sharp paper cutter was suddenly pressed against his neck.Javier raised his eyes to look at Audrey, but at that moment, her eyes were filled with fear as she held the sharp blade in her hand."Don't force me. If you keep pushing me, I might cut your neck, and you’re going to die. The paper cutter of my blade is new!"Javier chuckled. "The paper cutter is in your hand, so I should be afraid instead. Why are you so nervous that you even inverted your words?"Audrey was certainly nervous. From the looks of it, it was evident she still had not realized what she said earlier was inverted.But it did not matter anymore. What mattered was that her hands began to tremble, so she deliberately kept a little distance from his neck, afraid that she might cut him.Javier asked her, "How will you threaten me when you have the paper cutter so far away from
Suzanne certainly would not let Javier succeed. At least, not at her workplace.After all, her employees would come in to report their work. It would be outrageous if they get caught!Fortunately, Javier seemed understanding. But he still got to feel her feet a little...The next morning, Javier went to the hospital and talked to Doug about some matters.Be it the hospital, the pharmaceutical factory, or other ongoing development, Doug managed them very well.Javier had high regard for him because of that.Doug was talented indeed. His way of working was very similar to that of Chad. It was no wonder he was Chad's secretary.Doug lacked attention to detail, but fortunately, it was not a huge problem.After chatting with Doug for some time, the latter went to the bathroom because of an upset stomach. Javier waited in the office.After a while, the door suddenly opened, even though no one knocked. Javier thought Doug had returned, but surprisingly, it was Mikaela.Mikaela clear
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