Victor still remembers vividly that, amongst the medically-clad people he didn't recognize at all, he saw a vague figure running towards him.His vision was still blurry and his head was too heavy to lift. Victor knew this must be the effect of the anesthetic still controlling him. It felt like he wanted to close his eyes, even though the problem was over and he had successfully paralyzed the people who were planning to steal his heart. But still, she felt very sleepy.However, the sensation was different when that person walked into his room and grabbed his hand."Victor!" Victor forced himself to open his eyes, and slowly the form of someone he knew became apparent in his eyes. "Can you walk? You can't fall asleep again!" he said, his voice loud and bold, a stark contrast to the sight Victor had seen so many times before that he couldn't believe his eyes.Dylan, the man now holding Victor up, helped him out of the operating room. "I'm glad I found you," he said, smiling with rel
Violet did not understand what was happening to her at the moment. She was too conscious to realize the great danger that lay ahead of her by staying in the same room with a murderer and criminal like Verlaine. All she could think about was how to escape, but none of those thoughts could move her body. Instead, Violet remained where she was, curled up on the floor with Verlaine looking down at her from his throne. Violet seemed to be begging Verlaine to let her go, begging for her life. But it wasn't really like that when you look at how casually Verlaine was dealing with her own mess. He's been telling stories, as if that's his only purpose in seeing Violet. Is this what he meant by seeking comfort for his heart? But Violet still doesn't know what the big deal is that makes Verlaine do this. Violet ventured to glance over at where Verlaine was. The man was sitting with his elbows resting on his knees, looking like he was realizing something. But Violet couldn't quite put her fin
Violet was silent for a long time, her lips unable to reply to what Verlaine had asked her. Meanwhile, Verlaine laughed triumphantly again at her words, smiling at her as she said, "You hypocrite!" she directed at Violet who was shocked at what she had said. "Just tell me that you adore that man so much that you don't care who he is. Whether he's a criminal, a thief, or a demon, you'll still defend him and find justification for his crimes. You're just like Mom and Dad, you're just as hypocritical as they are.""I'm not a hypocrite, Verlaine," Violet replied, distracting Verlaine who seemed to be fiddling with the gun in his fingers. "I'm telling the truth and I'm not looking for any defense of Victor. You and Victor are the same, but you're different because here-I love him.""Don't make me laugh by bringing up love, Miss-""You won't understand, Verlaine. No matter how I explain it, you won't understand what it is about love that I believe in. You even reject the form of love your p
Xiel met someone he really wanted to meet. Like an outcast, he was completely unaffected by what happened between Victor and his friends; even though sometimes he was musing and thought about Rihana. Maybe Xiel still couldn't believe that Rihana was dead, but he wasn't surprised too much because he also knew James well. “Well, as expected from a cold-blooded mafia family. He didn't even care if it was his daughter, and killed her because of what someone else said. It's terrible; maybe soon I will be the one killed by him for unreasonable reasons too.” Xiel watched the street while the car was still running and took him to his destination. Then not long after, the car entered the yard of a large house. The place was like a palace in the deep forest, people would not know that after they had passed through a long path surrounded by big trees—they would encounter such a fascinating house like this. This was something that was done on purpose, so that the owner could hide quietly wit
Antonio closed his work the moment he heard what Verlaine said. “So he's starting to move, huh?” he said, smiling but holding back annoyance. “As I heard from my spies there, Axielo Grande used Victor Leighton's identity to get permission to meet with Miguel Anderson. He also used a disguise like Victor and met Miguel this morning.” “A professional trick… but like carelessness. Did he do it on purpose to let me know?”“He has no fear.” “He should be like that, Verlaine. To be able to survive in a vast jungle full of wild animals, You have to be brave and fiercer than the animals that can eat you, even though you are just a rabbit." Verlaine listened to his father's advice obediently. Until Antonio linked his fingers and said, “But the laws of nature will remain unchanged, predators will remain predators, and prey will remain food for predators. Verlaine, we were born different from the losers out there. We were born to be predators, we were born to occupy the highest position on t
Victor brooded in his office, looking out at the city night's view from the glass walls of his spacious and luxurious office. He thought about Dylan and the little spat that was going on, making their relationship cold and never like this before. Victor understood that everything Dylan had told him was because Dylan was still feeling chaotic and emotionally unstable after Rihana's sudden and unforeseen death. Victor also didn't understand why James Barney, who was originally very calm as if he didn't care about Rihana's life, became very aggressive and killed his own daughter. But after learning who orchestrated all of this, Victor could do nothing else but strengthen his resolve to take revenge immediately. "Interfering with my life wasn't enough for him, and now he's interfering with my friend's life... really sneaky," Victor said, sharply staring out the glass wall and not realizing that Xiel was already behind his chair. Victor was slightly startled when he noticed Xiel from
"What is your plan?" Xiel pulled something out of his leather jacket, threw some thick paper on the table and showed some photos of a young girl. "Who is she?" Victor asked. "Miguel Anderson's youngest child, Tifanny Anderson. She's 15 years old this year and will be entering the best girls leadership school in Denver."Victor looked at the photos and let Xiel smoke next to him."Where did you get all these photos? Are you stalking a minor like a pedophile?""Watch your mouth. My mom could back from the death and slap you with that unruly mouth of yours!""Wouldn't you be happy if she lived again?"Xiel sighed. Pocketing one hand while the other one he used to smoking."I want you to make me one of the teachers at that school.""What?" Victor was a little surprised by Xiel's words."An intern teacher is fine too. No, becoming an intern teacher is the best choice. I want to approach that little girl to threaten her father.""So you're going to pretend to be her personal bodyguard to
As Victor requested before, Xiel taught him how to fight. Just as Victor had imagined, learning how to fight was not something he would easily master. When Victor felt the difficulty of attacking even though the one he was fighting was a puppet, it felt like the system's words that calling him a martial arts god were nonsense. "I know it's just motivation, but this is really hard. Damn it!" Xiel asked Victor to try with him; Victor only needed to hit Xiel once but somehow it all seemed like the level difference between them was vast. Although Xiel said he was still much weaker in fighting when compared to Rodhe, but to Victor, Xiel was already in untouchable god mode! "Damn, are you a god? Why is it so hard to touch you?" Victor protested, but he still tried to touch Xiel even though his punches were easy for Xiel to dodge. Even when Victor thought his hard punch was going to touch Xiel, the man easily blocked it and punched Victor's hand causing him pain. "Argh... fuck," Victo