What could Alessia possibly tell Brian about his true identity? Who is that girl?“That… what do you want to know?” Alessia looked nervous. The girl avoided Brian's gaze."About you. Where are you from? What education did you take, and what is your useless life story," said Brian in a questioning tone.Alessia was still silent, seeming to think about giving a definite answer to the man in front of her. The man who saved her life and provided a place to stay for Alessia.“I was born in Rephile,- and grew up there until middle school. Then I moved to Bephile to continue my studies because I got a scholarship from Miz High School. After that I became unemployed, working odd jobs, and my life had no direction. That's how it is.” Alessia tried to smile, but it seemed like she couldn't tell the story of her life.Brian listened quietly. In his mind, the man imagined the two names of the cities that Alessia had mentioned. Rephile is a village in Morphile Country. Bephile is the name of the c
Alessia returned not long after and sat in her chair. Brian looked at the girl who was watching him."There's another incoming message from him," said Brian while showing his cellphone screen which was still showing the message."What did he say? Alessia is interested to know.“He will give the following instructions tomorrow. The missions I have to carry out have a time limit, a maximum of three days for difficult missions," explained Brian."Good grief. Very short," commented Alessia.Brian just shrugged his shoulders and put his cell phone back in his trouser pocket. The waiter came to bring dessert for them.As soon as the waiter left, Brian immediately ate the vanilla dessert he ordered. Luckily there was already sweet food on the table so Brian wasn't too annoyed because the sender of the message kept who he was a secret.“He asked me to play hide and seek. Okay. I will find out who you are.” Brian muttered as he put piece after piece of cake into his mouth because he was so ann
They almost spent time at the cell phone booth because they chose a cell phone for Brian. The mysterious money giver advised him to buy a sophisticated one, even a limited edition one. Coincidentally, the outlet had one but Brian had to register first.After leaving the cell phone booth, Brian took Alessia to the clothes stand. The fifth floor of Stanliz Mall is a special floor for rich people who have a lot of money. These rich people spend billions of dollars just for fun. Branded goods, limited editions, clothes designed by famous designers, and many more on the fifth floor of the mall are very complete.Kents Group knows what consumers want and what today's lifestyle is like. They are willing to spend money for self-pleasure, to beautify themselves, and even more. Say what you want, Kents Group is like a magic lamp that grants anyone's wishes. However, they do not impose burdens on people who cannot afford it. However, the founder of the Kenst Group provides special services and s
Brian didn't say anything in the car Alessia was driving. Even though they were having fun shopping, their meeting with Clarissa was enough to ruin Brian's mood.Alessia also didn't say anything but focused on the road in front of her. Nature had turned dark, a black sky stretched out above with twinkling stars decorating it even though there was no moon.Busy street at night. Apart from many people just coming home from work, young people like Brian usually have fun at night. Go to a club or just hang out at a restaurant or cafe. There were quite a few walking in the park but most were in pairs. The sight seemed to mock Brian who turned his gaze to his side.Brian watched Alesia driving quietly beside him. The girl was just silent,- as if she didn't have any questions for Brian.“Why don't you ask? I know a woman is usually curious about what happened or who we just met," said Brian, starting the conversation.Alessia glanced at him briefly only to show a small smile.“I don't think
The minutes passed so slowly for Brian who waited for night to turn into morning. His mind was focused on a box that might be on the living room table the next morning.Brian lay on his bed while focusing his gaze on the ceiling of the room. After dinner with Alessia who cooks instant noodles topped with eggs, sausage, and onions.“You are still pathetic.” Brian flinched slightly when what Clarissa said suddenly crossed his mind.Brian had forgotten about his meeting with Clarissa at the mall that afternoon. Alessia managed to divert his attention from the incident by telling him new things that Brian might not have known. The girl asked Brian for permission to plant something in the backyard. Of course, Brian allowed it because that way Alessia wouldn't be bored at home.However, Calrissa made him feel worse than before. What Brian got was none other than what Clarissa did by seducing a very rich man. The difference is, that Brian doesn't know anything.“He didn't know anything about
"What does it mean?" Alessia asked."I don't understand. However, the mission I have to complete is to learn everything about the Kents Group. A giant company that controls all fields. I know a little, but not too thoroughly," explained Brian.Brian took the cup on the table and took a sip of hot chocolate. The warmth flowing through his body made Brian relax a little.Alessia nodded and placed the letter on the table."Do you need help?" Alessia asked as she took another cup and drank it like Brian did.There was no answer from the man who was staring at the black ink paper written in the style of a high-ranking businessman. Even though the writing was in cursive, thankfully Brian could still read it. However, Brian wasn't sure whether the writing was really from the person who sent the money to Brian's account. Maybe his subordinates wrote it or were ordered by him.I don't know why Brian thought like that, just because his feelings detected that the person who wrote it was not the
"Impossible," denied Brian as he leaned back on his chair and played in circles. "That's not possible. Come on. Very impossible."Brian refuses to accept the idea that Brian could be a puppet. If he was going to be Secret's puppet, of course, he would have been used from the start or even sent to a dangerous place, but Secret seemed to be directing Brian to something.“So, what will I get from all the mission achievements that I do later? Will I finally know who the Secret One is?” Brian thought and was lost in thought.Feeling that he had of his search for the Kents Group, Brian straightened his body again and started working on something on the computer. To get rid of Brian's suspicions about Alessia, Brian finally decided to make a written contract that might bind the girl to the rules that Brian made. From the start, Brian had intended to make Alessia a helper and friend under the same roof in his house. With this rule, Brian can do whatever Brian wants to Alessia, whether it's as
“I want to know, how old are you?” Brian asked suddenly."Hah?" Of course, this made Alessia surprised and confused."Sorry. It suddenly occurred to me. I need to know about you if I want to stay here. By opening up to each other there will be trust," explained Brian.Alessia was silent when she heard Brian's question. The girl looked confused now.“I… I think maybe a year above you, or maybe below you. "I'm twenty-two years old," Alessia said then, moving her eyes as if answering thoughtfully,- as if she wasn't sure.Brian's forehead frowned."Twenty-two years?" Brian repeated.The girl nodded slightly.“Then we are the same age. What month were you born in?" Brian asked again. It was a surprise for Brian to find out Alessia's age.Alesia's eyes widened, a sign that