A few days passed, Asher was sitting in a restaurant, working on some documents. He had a lot on his plate and needed some assistance. Asher decided to look for a personal assistant since he was not good at Management, so Asher needed someone else to run his businesses.
"That woman is so suspicious. What happened?" Asher muttered softly when he saw a woman walk.
Near the woman's table were a few men who looked shady. Those men kept glancing at the woman as if they had a plan. Asher felt a pang of pity; his intuition told him that the woman was in danger.
"System, can you scan all their info?" Asher asked.
[The ability to scan someone's data may be used on someone close to you.]
"You can check that woman and those men."
[Her name is Rachel Blackwood. Her age is 24. Her Charms point is in 9. Rachel is a management expertise.]
[As the secretary of a large company, Rachel recently offended her boss because she did not want to be harassed, so she resigned and hid her identity].
[Those men are not important, so I won't bother to identify them. They are most likely got guns, so be careful.]
"This consortium's system is so unique. But it's none of my business, even though I feel something terrible will happen to her.
[RING! System new mission! You must save Rachel from those men and make her your assistant.]
Asher almost choked on his food; the system startled him so much that he wished he had listened to his gut feeling earlier.
Rachel noticed Asher's condition as they exchanged glances. But she was in a hurry and needed to get out there, asap!
Asher is quite attractive, but the way he dresses makes him look so mundane and not memorable.
"System, how do I help her? I'm not good at fighting at all, especially those men had guns, you said," Asher confessed honestly.
Asher smiled bitterly, feeling depressed; he wanted to save her, but reality was cruel.
[You don't have to use violence to stop them; you can use intelligence. But if you can't do that, then you fail as an urban man.]
"Damn, even this system is so toxic. It reminds me of my ex-girlfriend," Asher said helplessly.
Asher looked at his cheap phone again and thought of a way to save Rachel without violence.
"But if this doesn't work, those men will kill me for sure," Asher sighed in annoyance.
The woman left the cafe, and soon those men followed her stealthily. Rachel realized she was being stalked and quickly texted her friend.
"Stop right there. Who the fuck are you guys?" Rachel shouted when someone grabbed her arm from behind in an alley.
"Don't blame us for being ruthless; you offended our boss. That was your biggest mistake."
"Your boss? Don't tell me that Mr Turner sent all of you?"
"Well, you finally clock the tea."
Rachel was an ordinary woman; she graduated the highest degree in Management; she was also beautiful and mature, a woman who knew what she wanted.
Many men dreamed of her; countless suitors chased her. But Rachel rejected them all because she loved her career more than men; she was also sought after by several big companies in Nevada.
Rachel became the CEO of a massive company with so many outstanding achievements. But during that night, Rachel received an invitation from her boss.
That night, Rachel discovered that her boss was a pervert who wanted to take advantage of her, even though he was married.
As the man tried to assault her, she kicked Turner's cock, knocking him out and quitting her job. Turner was humiliated as a man and a boss; he swore to avenge Rachel.
"Idiot! Help! Someone, please help me," Rachel cried out in the dark, colder night.
Rachel didn't expect her former boss to give her a lesson; she was terrified and hoped that someone could rescue her. And that was the moment when Asher came out of the corner and followed them at a distance. He stopped by a shop to buy some materials to follow his brilliant idea.
"Fuck, I've never done anything risky. I hope this will fool them," Asher said with a nervous smile. He entered the alley where they were.
But without Asher's knowledge, in another location, a high-speed police car from the south crossed the one-way lane with the reverse flow, which not everyone has access to.
"I hope I can make it in time, Rachel." Anne, a policewoman, turned on the sirens as she drove a police car in the opposite direction.
After receiving an incoming message from her Rachel, Anne immediately rushed. The woman felt anxious as she drove the car to Rachel's location.
"Please stop; you guys will go to jail because I fucking call the police," Rachel tearfully pleaded as she faced those criminals.
"Are you serious? Haha, Where are they?" joked one of the criminals.
"We both know the police in this city are not a good cop. They will be late as always," another criminal explained.
"You're right, hahaha," all those men laughed.
"Shut up already; take that bitch now," The order came from their leader.
Asher saw all of this as he stood at a distance. The man tried to calm his nervousness because it was time for him to showcase his actions.
"The cap is here; get down on the floor, place your hands behind your head and don't make any movement," Asher said in an elevated voice.
All of them were shocked; even Rachel, who had sent Anne a message, did not expect her friend to come this quickly.
Rachel is not so sure. She thought to herself, "Who the fuck is that? I don't think it's Anne, and it looks like a man."
Asher came and wore a grey hat, black glasses, and a mask. He showcased the gun in his right hand pointed at them.
"Shit, there's a cop; why is it faster when they are always late?" complained one of the criminals.
"Don't be fooled. That lad is not a policeman," their leader shouted.
Everything Asher wore was from a dollar tree, and that gun was just a toy. Asher slowly approached them all.
"Don't question my identity, as I'm the undercover cop with a special mission. So this look is necessary." Asher continued to move closer, hoping he could fool them.
"So what do you want to play some hero game or shit?" the leader said suspiciously.
"Huh? What do you mean?" Asher asked in a cold sweat.
"I don't trust you; I think it's a toy and not a real gun. So fuck off because we have a gun too," the villain leader responded.
"Want to prove if this is real or not?" Asher asked.
Asher pointed the fake gun upwards, and played his trick. Asher's left hand, always in his pocket, he played the gunshot sound.
BANG! BANG!
"Is that a real gun?" Those guys exclaimed as he backed away. It turned out they only carry a gun and don't know how to use it properly. "Get down now, or I'll shoot your leg and make you crippled for life." "Fuck!" They were still reluctant, but when they heard the police sirens from afar, they panicked. "My friends are on their way," Asher said confidently. Asher knew he was risking his life. If this trick didn't work, Asher would be the one lying in the hospital forever. Asher was glad to see those men surrender. Asher grabbed the rope from his bag and tossed it to Rachel, who looked confused but understood what Asher meant. "I get it," Rachel used the rope to tie up the criminals. After securing them all, Rachel walked up to Asher and thanked him sincerely. Asher was thrilled as it was his first time being so close to a beautiful woman, so he was naturally nervous. "Thank you," Rachel said. Asher compared Rachel to his Britney and realised there was no comparison. Both of
The sound of shattering glass echoed through the office, making everyone turn their heads. Mr Turner, the pot-bellied boss, was furious. He had just received the news that his team had failed to secure a significant contract. He threw his coffee mug at the window, not caring about the mess or the cost. "Rachel, how can you get away with this!" he shouted at his secretary, who was standing nearby. "What are you looking at, you useless cunt!" The woman was stunned and immediately left the room. It happened because Rachel left the company after she had worked hard for Mr Turner for two years. A glimpse of memory appeared before his eyes. "Mr Turner, I'm a woman of honour," Rachel tried to reason with him. "It's not fair to force me to do something I don't desire." "Shut up! How dare you raise your voice like that!" Mr Turner yelled. "You're lucky I don't sue you for negligence!" "Negligence? I tried to forget this issue and move right past it. But I guess I'll see you in court." Rac
Asher took a Doctor's Suit and started to analyse the Patient as if he were going to cure him. [RING! New mission. You must cure an old man who is currently in a vegetative state.] The system referred to the nearby VIP ward in a room so luxurious that even the ward where Asher was treated could not be compared; it was more accurately called the Room of the Rich than the VIP Ward. "The system scanned this old man's identity," Asher said as he looked at the white-haired man lying unconscious on the bed with a digital device connected to his body. [Name: Sebastian Hayes] [Notes: One of the wealthiest people in Nevada today has been in a vegetative state for ten years; the older man's body is exposed to toxins that cannot be detected by modern medicine, which will degrade the body's functions day by day]. [If you don't save him within an hour, then the old man will die due to declining body functions, but if the task fails, you get no punishment.] Asher felt a pang of pity for the o
Asher felt exhausted after using his inner energy to cure the old man. He had never tried such a difficult task before, and he was not sure if he could succeed. He had to channel his energy through his hands into the old man's body and then draw out the poison that was slowly killing him. He watched as a thick black liquid emerged from the old man's mouth and flowed into a flower vase next to him. The liquid was foul-smelling and corrosive; it burned through the vase and spilt onto the floor. Asher hoped that no one would notice the mess. He was glad that he had locked the door behind him and that no one had disturbed him during his operation. He checked the old man's vital signs; they were stable and normal. His skin had regained some colour, and his breathing was steady. He had done it; he had saved him. Noora, who had witnessed the whole process, was amazed and grateful. She had seen Asher use his hands to heal her grandfather without any instruments or drugs. She had seen the p
It was evening; Asher and Rachel met at the same restaurant, and they exchanged glances. Asher was dressed casually, but he still looked handsome. He was sitting with Julian, his friend from Winchester, waiting for someone. "Wow, boss, look at that woman. She's stunning. Is she a celebrity?" Julian exclaimed as he saw a woman enter the place. "She's all right," Asher replied indifferently, making Julian wonder if his boss had lost interest in women after breaking up with his girlfriend. Julian, who was known as a flirt in his village, knew that he had no chance with this woman. "Good evening, boss," but what shocked and puzzled Julian more was that the woman greeted his boss. "Damn, is this his childhood friend he mentioned about?" Julian thought. "Have a seat," Rachel was amazed by the change in Asher. His beautiful eyes glanced at her with curiosity. "Don't look at me like that. I'm still the same person." Asher sipped his coffee and said, "This is just a side effect of yester
The sudden rise of Sun Frey Company shook the business world of Samland. This mysterious corporation swiftly took over Bailey's Building Company, one of the top players in the industry. A meeting of the board of directors was held at Bailey's Building Company headquarters, and a stunning woman presided over it. She was none other than Rachel, the president of Sun Frey Company. She had learned that Asher, her lover, had won the company in a lottery, and she was not surprised by his luck. But when she heard the name of the company, she gasped, "So he is the one who owns Bailey's Building Company!" The board of directors nodded in awe. "Well, as we agreed before, Sun Frey Company will be in charge, and everything else will remain the same," Rachel concluded the meeting; she was not only beautiful but also powerful and decisive. The directors did not dare to challenge her decision and could only admire her. "President Rachel, can we have lunch together?" a handsome man in designer cloth
Hollywings Beach is very popular with tourists; there is a beautiful swimming pool and a shady building with exotic natural beauty. Currently, two people are having lunch together. "Do you like seafood?" Asher asked. "Of course, especially this big lobster." Rachel shyly admitted. "Yes... I heard it was imported directly from Alaska. Is this your first time?" As expected from Hollywings Mansion, they serve a high-end type of food. "No, boss... I was already with my old company," Rachel explained embarrassedly, not wanting to hurt her boss's feelings. "This is the first time I've eaten it. Are you disappointed?" The dish in front of him cost tens of millions. If it were Asher's previous, this would cost a year's work salary. "No boss..." "If it's just us... just the two of us, don't call me boss." After feeling the pressure of Julian's words, Asher decided to learn online dating. Even though Asher was smarter than before, he was relaxed. "Damn... This pressure is so strong
"No, no, I'll just use the other bathroom." Taking a bath together didn't sound bad, but Asher didn't dare to do it.In his heart, he had the responsibility to marry Rachel. Asher had been struggling to find a companion because marriage doesn't just bring two people together; it brings two families together. After this, Asher wanted to meet Rachel's family and tell them the truth.After the two finished showering, they sat down to have breakfast together; the dining room was quite spacious, and after the villa caretaker prepared the food then left the two of them alone."Are you All right?" Asher asked with concern."Monster," Rachel opened her mouth."I..." Asher's words trailed off. The man thought, "Did I do something wrong last night? Why would Rachel say that?"Rachel could clearly remember what happened last night; looking at Asher, who was confused, Rachel slowly explained."Behind your innocence, you hold something terrible. I