“I still don't know why I was arrested.” Perseus said it for the tenth time as he leaned in against the chair as the female officer interrogated him.The female officer sat across from him on that table with a hard look on her face. After she had burst in with her men, she took him away and let Roman go.Preseus knew that it was Roman's connections that sent him to jail. They had no solid reason to imprison him after all.[Is this what you mean by hitting him and regretting it?]“I don't regret a thing, honestly.”[Then why do you look troubled?]“Eris and Sherry are all alone, and I am worried Roman might go after them to get back at me.”[Don't worry, I have already contacted your energetic lawyer. He will be here any moment from now.]“Thank you, Iris.”[You don't have to; it's what I should have done.]“You have committed two crimes.” The officer said,“What are they?” Perseus raised a brow at her.“We got a report that you are molesting Celia Aaron; is that true?”Perseus shrugge
“Do you know what you have done?! You have tarnished the reputation of my boss, and now you have to be responsible for his reputation. Since you arrested him without concrete evidence, I will have to sue you for slandering.”Lexi shivered at the threat. “It was all a misunderstanding.” She muttered. “I will let him go now; I wouldn't dare arrest him in the future either.”“You better let him go! If I find you any closer to him in the future, I am going to send my letter.”Lexi flinched; the letter was like a dead note, and if you accept. It was like going on a suicide mission. She nodded her head in agreement.“Yes, Mr. Logan.”Perseus slowly lifted his head from the table, still feeling the effects of the electric shock. He looked at Mr. Logan with a mix of gratitude and happiness.“Thanks for saving my ass,” Perseus mumbled.“Consider it a part of my job, boss,” Mr. Logan replied, his expression softening.Perseus raised an eyebrow. “Boss? Since when am I your boss?” he asked, wanti
Perseus frowned at the system. “I still have a mission to accomplish; having them around me is endangering their lives.”[But you flirted with the police officer; you went as far as asking for her contact information.]“I was just looking for an ally from the station.” Perseus claimed.[Does that explain your stimulating thoughts about her?]“Are you going to employ her?” Eris asked.“Yes, she is going to be a waitress. Now take me to my car.”**Preseus held a book as he stood in front of the building. He marked out the items that he ordered. There were tables, chairs, and everything else that was needed at a restaurant.His bodyguards from earlier were once lifting the chairs and taking them inside. Kara was in charge of arranging the chair and seat properly.[You didn't even get the information about Kara before you hired her.]“Do I have to?”[I think it is necessary.][It's for your own safety.]“Okay, fine, can you check her up for me?"[Sure.][Kara Miller is twenty-five years
“Oh!”It caught Perseus off guard; he wasn't expecting that.“If we only make our restaurant well known for it's pasta's, It would be hard to convert the restaurant into a regular restaurant once the chef dies.”Perseus nodded his head in agreement but stopped halfway when her words sank in.“What?!” He yelled. “You are wishing me death, aren't you?’’Sherry glared at him. “I am only stating facts, since the recipe is one passed from generations to generations. How would anyone else know how to make the pasta if you are not around?!"Perseus wanted to protest, but she stopped him. “No complaints; I am going to write down the plans for the new restaurant.”“The first thing to do is to find a chef.” Sherry muttered. "As a great chef who can make great meals, we wouldn't want to manage money since Master has more than enough.”Perseus brows furrowed. “A chef? How can we find a chef who can make great delicacies like this pasta?”Sherry frowned at him. “If we can find the best chef in the
The person who wanted him to graduate was his mother; she had been so keen on teaching him and making sure that he knew a lot.[You are a disappointment.] Iris snapped.[You are a dummy now, and you can be compared to a genius like your mother.]“I know, right.” He agreed.Iris' eyes fell. [You agreed?]He nodded his head. “Yeah.”His mother was probably going to be disappointed in him since he became the opposite of what she wanted him to be.Kara got to her feet. “Since I am in charge of hiring more staff, I will get out there and search for workers. Big boss, you have to make the pasta. Eris, you have to bring in customers and Sherry." She trailed off internationally since she had no idea what job to give to Sherry.“I will serve the customers.” Sherry completed.“No.” Perseus began. “Kara, there is no need for you to go out searching for people to hire."Kara sat down. “Do you have a better idea?"Perseus's gaze turned to Sherry. “You are a livestreamer; why don't you ask your fan
“I never expected that a restaurant could be opened with only one food and have a lot of customers on the first day.” The person added as he eyed Perseus with a calm smile on his face.Perseus' eyes widened in surprise. “Nathaniel Sterling?”Nathaniel shook his head. “It's nice meeting you; I can see that you already know my name. I don't need to introduce myself.” He stretched out his hand for a handshake. “I never knew that you would know about me.”Perseus took his hand with thoughts running through his head. Didn't Eris and Sherry say that the man in front of him was a snub?He should be only talking about the food he made and not trying to strike up a conversation with Perseus.Perseus felt uneasy since he was doing the opposite of what Sherry said he would. He still saw the man's face, trying to see if he was speaking to Nathaniel Sterling.Perseus faked a smile. “I see that you know me too; there is no need for introductions. Nice meeting you too.” Perseus tried his very best t
"Congratulations!" Sherry told him as she hurried over to where he was standing with Eris.He smiled at her. “We did it together; there is no need to tell me that.”Sherry grinned at him. “Well, that's right.” She stood next to him. “I heard that you were looking for Mr. Sterling.”“I am.”"He has already left.”“Did he leave his contact information with you?”Sherry shook her head. “No.”Perseus sighed. “I can't believe I will have to find him now.”[He has already left. Yes. He is in the kitchen, wondering how the pasta was made. A 75%]Perseus glanced at the system; it was quite confusing sometimes. It usually gives the direct answer, but then it gives answers using probability and based on his thinking.Perseus knew he had to find Nathaniel before time went by. If he failed, there was a punishment awaiting him, and he wouldn't want any of them.[Glad that you know that you can't ditch the punishment.][You still have to find Nathaniel, but that's when you are done with this openin
Perseus ruffled his hair as two curious blue eyes held his brown ones. Eris looked less curious, but he could tell that she was.“You cover the bowl with the lid and store it in the fridge.”They stared at him like he had just said something stupid. It sounded stupid to them.“Why store it in the fridge?” Eris asked. “It is only going to get cold.”“She is right.” Sherry supported. “No one would want to buy cold pasta.”Perseus shook his head. “I assure you that the pasta won't get cold; I have been eating it for years now.”Sherry arched her brows. “I guess.”“Does that mean that the pasta never gets cold? How is it okay for human consumption if it is that hot?” Eris inquired.“Yes, you ate it. Didn't you?”She nodded her head. “I did; I could also tell that it was hot until I blew it cold.”“Right.” Perseus agreed.Perseus made his way towards the kitchen; he was doing that to avoid the ladies who were about to question him to death.“I will go make the pasta." He told them. "Eris,