“Let him in!”A woman’s voice was suddenly heard just as Javier was thinking about having his mercenaries resolve his conundrum.The woman had spoken in very fluent English, which left Javier feeling very surprised. When he turned to look at Tanya, she was also completely dumbfounded, as she did not understand what was happening.“I didn’t know there was another Chinean living in the tribe!”This statement was enough to prove that Tanya was only an esteemed guest of the Aztec tribe. There were still a lot more levels of information she did not have access to, such as who was the owner of the woman’s voice that could fill Kitchi with respect. In fact, Kitchi allowed Javier to enter, just as the woman had asked.But this time, Tanya was the one who had to remain outside, while Herschel had countless arrows trained on him, ready to turn him into a porcupine the moment he made any sudden moves. Kitchi said nothing more to Tanya. He only apologized before he led Javier inside his
Javier could mostly understand why Cecile would not want him to tell Ciara about her mother being alive.‘Since Dad doesn’t want Aunt Cecile to leave, he must be afraid that this place might get exposed.‘If Cici finds out that her mother is still alive, she will definitely rush here in a heartbeat, and someone might find out about this place.‘So Aunt Cecile is suppressing her urge to meet her daughter for the sake of Dad, who has infiltrated the Raiders, and his future safety.’Because of this, Javier could only promise Cecile not to fool around with his father’s life.Then, the two of them discussed the Crowange fruit. Initially, Javier was pondering whether the fruit had some sort of connection to Cecile being there, but she said that the fruit did not have any unique value aside from its rather extraordinary appearance and taste.Javier did not conceal any information about Suzanne from Cecile, and the latter gave him her own advice. “You can take the fruit with you, but
Javier and Tanya traveled in the car until they finally arrived at the carpark of a luxurious restaurant owned by Thiel Group.There was already a number of cars parked at the place, and a few of them had plate numbers Tanya was familiar with, as they belonged to her uncles and cousins. Compared to their Mercedes and BMWs, Tanya’s old Passat was obviously very lackluster. After parking the car, Tanya wanted to take the bonsai tree out, but Javier stepped in.“I’ll help you move it. Just make sure you register the gift in your name.”Since Javier had already made such an offer, Tanya said nothing besides a single “okay” before leading Javier into the restaurant. In the end, the moment she arrived at the entrance, she ran into Caspian Thiel, her cousin. Caspian’s secretary was holding onto a tray made from mahogany with a large piece of red silk covering the contents.Even though the silk was not pulled to reveal what was beneath it, the sight of the gift itself was already muc
Siegfried Thiel, Tanya’s grandfather, finally showed up after she had sat down for almost 20 minutes.Although he was now 70 years old, he was still looking very healthy, as though he had only just turned 60. Standing on the stage on the red carpet, he faced his guests and said a few kind words before announcing that the party had begun.Then, the second and third generation of the Thiels stepped up and offered Siegfried a drink and some auspicious words. Tanya did not step up, however. She noticed that her grandfather seemed to be enjoying himself, so she did not want to ruin the mood. During the party, the person in charge of the gifts stepped up and shouted, “Caspian Thiel, seven 3.5-ounce gold fish in celebration of Mr. Thiel’s 70th birthday!”“Charlie Thiel, a single gold horse weighing 35 ounces in celebration of Mr. Thiel’s 70th birthday!”Sure enough, both Caspian and Charlie knew that their grandfather was a man who loved money, so they had both given him gold as a g
Everyone beneath the stage was sent into an uproar when they heard the woman’s announcement echoing throughout the restaurant.“Wow! 1 million dollars in cash! I told you there was no way Mr. Thiel’s granddaughter would give her a mere bonsai tree! That’s simply just unrealistic! I knew it! There was a trick behind the tree!”“I have seen everything today…1 million dollars in cash as a birthday gift! I’ve never heard of anyone giving this much money before!”“This new boyfriend Tanya has found this time is seriously great. Looks like the Thiels won’t be bullying her anymore.”The shocked voices echoed in the restaurant while Tanya was still stuck in her previous daze.She could not even begin to imagine that Javier could fork out 1 million dollars just so that she was not humiliated by her family members.Aside from shock, she felt a little touched.She then grabbed Javier’s hand and softly said, “I’m not worth that much, though.”Javier gave her a gentle smile. “For you, it’s
When Tanya woke up the next morning, she recalled what Siegfried had said the night before.She then remembered that while she was in a daze from drinking too much, Siegfried had said that she was a capable woman who chose the right man. Also, he had said…“Everyone keeps on saying I’m going to give away the logistics company to whoever gives me the most valuable gift, but that’s all complete nonsense! Tanya was the one who built the company from the ground up, so I’m going to hand it over to her! I only took it over to make some adjustments for the company to develop on a larger scale.“I will now announce that Tanya is still the general manager for the logistics company!”Now that Tanya recalled all this, she could not help but laugh out loud. However, this was not because of how happy she was but mocking peals of laughter at her grandfather.Seeing how much Tanya seemed to be enjoying herself in her own thoughts, Javier asked, “Why are you laughing like a crazy woman so early i
Despite the warning issued against Siegfried and his trouble-making, wayward posse of offspring, Caspian Thiel still made his way to the lion’s den. It almost seemed as though Siegfried was not nearly timely enough to pass the message before one of his own had decided to meet his maker.A moment later—more specifically, two minutes after the arrival of four gung-ho young men—Javier was on his couch while Caspian, who had tried to bolt out of the door unsuccessfully when things had turned south, knelt in front of him.Javier scanned the faces of the four young men who were knocked out of their daylights on the floor. Then, his eyes settled on Caspian’s fearsome features. The man did not have the slightest inclination to bend his knees before Javier. He simply had no choice because Javier had beaten him so much that his legs had given away.Javier studied the scowl etched on Caspian’s face with mocking glee. “So, what’s your business?”“Yeah, f*ck you too!”If anything, this man did
Javier stayed at Tanya’s place for three days before returning to the research center by plane. Suzanne and her team had just obtained the preliminary result, and while her AIDS vaccine had previously come with the nasty side effect of kidney failure, that problem had now been eradicated. The ingredients and composition of the vaccine had more or less been finalized, and the only thing left to do was conduct more clinical trials to ensure that no other side effects would arise.To express his gratitude to Suzanne and her team, Javier gave them all a hefty monetary reward and held a celebratory evening banquet. It was a merry event, so everyone was pleased with their boss’ generosity.The only one who did not seem very happy was Javier himself. At least, that was what Suzanne thought. She ambled to his side and dropped down on a seat, asking, “What’s wrong? You don’t seem happy.”Javier flashed her a smile. “That’s not true at all, ma’am. I’m obviously ecstatic! The only reason I don
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