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The Runaway is a Politician's Daughter IX.III Opening Ceremony
Applause filled the hall once more as the hanfu clad woman made her way up the stage. Eremes cursed under his breath about his own forgetfulness. So that was why she was so familiar! Well, that was what he got for not even voting during the last election."Thank you for the warm welcome."The repairman paused in thought as Miss Mendel took the podium, her regal visage now squarely in front of all the people present. So all that time.. "As my husband, our Honorable Mayor Alex, wouldn't be available this week, we both decided that I attend this year's auction."Oh malaka. He's so fucking stupid. He was actually escorting that big of a wig through the hall?!"While he may not be here in body, he expresses his sound gratitude to the wonderful folk that made this year's A3 possible: to Mr. Marduk Basco for lending us this fine establishment, and to Mr. Perseus Nicolau for once again organizing this annual prestigious event."At the sound of their names being called, the two men stood from
The Runaway is a Politician's Daughter Interlude VI: Lady Mendel
A small glimpse...⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛"What an intriguing choice for a partner."Rin mused to herself as her young chaperone sped off to who knows where in the fairly large hall. What did she ever see in that young man? He was neither bright, nor even well-groomed. She will admit that he was fairly handsome though. He simply needed a bit more training to suit her standards."Here's your drink Miss." A passing server filled an empty glass in her table with what she assumed to be wine of some kind. Sparkling red liquid flowed out of the tilted bottle and onto the waiting glass. An unoccupied hand took the now filled glass off from the table, while giving a smile of acknowledgment to the server. "Thank you." Rin swirled the glass of wine in her hand. How polite of them.Nodding to the bowing server before he sped off to another table, the woman observed the room with curious eyes while discreetly sniffing the red liquid in her glass. "Red wine..." She whispered to herself. "A sweet grape-like
The Runaway is a Politician's Daughter Interlude VII: Athena II
Athena struggled to keep herself awake as she stared blankly at the door, emerald eyes peeled as her paranoia locked her deep beneath her curled up blankets. They were going to come in through that door any second now. She just knew it..No use in running.What was the point? There's no use running.. Mother always got what she wanted.Four days was a lot of time you wasted just hiding.What else can she do then?! Surely there's surveillance now going on outside of this hotel! She won't even last a minute without screaming out her location for all of them to see!*Click!*The rattled novelist froze in her place as a small click came from the direction of her door. Her heart rang in her ears as she fought against her urge to scream. Was it her?! Was her life over?Or maybe you're just hallucinating, what with not eating since Sunday.Hunger was the least of her worries when Mother can come crashing in any second now. Ignoring her body's loud protests, Athena crawled over to the only thin
The Runaway is a Politician's Daughter X.I Product Placement
Time moves forward...⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛"Welcome to the first day of the Annual Autumn Auction!"Eremes fought the urge to yawn as he watched the event open with crossed arms as he leaned against the wooden walls of the backstage. He'd been awake since six AM for this malaka, helping the crew out on last-minute checks and fixes before day one formally opened. The repairman thought that with such a schedule, the doors would open by seven and they'd be done just before four in the afternoon. So lo and behold when one of the organizers shouted out that they were opening in three hours, he eyed the man incredulously.Were they serious?"Feel free to participate in one of the numerous stalls and stages to experience for yourself what Mollucan culture has to offer!"Yes. They were serious.Guests and participants streamed through the two double doors as the hall opened itself for the exceptionally busy day. Eremes eyed some foreigners flitting through the show floor as the rambunctious sounds of agg
The Runaway is a Politician's Daughter X.II Product Placement
"So, Mr. Patillo.." The vice-mayor of the city was anchoring herself to his arm.. "I've heard that you were the one in charge of refurbishing this very facility?" Was he sure he's not actually cursed or something?The head of maintenance struggled to keep his cool as they walked around the A3 floor, metaphorically sweating bullets at the absurdity of his situation. All the while, Miss Mendel clung onto him like an oyster on a rock as he tried to avoid the unapproving glares coming from what seemed to be everyone they ever come across. "Uhh.. Yes, I was." Eremes answered halfheartedly as his eyes wandered from the floor all the way to the wall, desperately trying to avoid eye contact with the people around them. "I uhh, did my best.""You did a marvelous job." The seemingly unashamed woman chuckled behind her fan as they passed another auction. "Do be more confident, Mr. Patillo." "Oh- Erm..." The unfocused repairman felt his throat seize up as he spotted a few men in black suits star
The Runaway is a Politician's Daughter X.III Product Placement
The crowd exploded."Raise two-fifty mil!""NUMBER 25 RAISED TO ONE TWO FIFTY! DO I HEAR ONE POINT FIVE? ONE POINT FIVE?"Across the room, the repairman saw a tall man raise his numbered sign, responding to the announcer's call. Was he not gonna say anything? Or-"33 RAISED TO ONE POINT FIVE!-"Eremes could barely think before the announcer chanted out the added value for the auction. What just-"Two bil!""TWO BIL FROM THE-""Two point five here!""TWO POINT FIVE-""Two seventy-five!""TWO SEVENTY-FIVE! FROM THE DASHING GENT AT THE FRONT!"The head of maintenance could barely contain his whiplash as he tried desperately to follow the volley of bids flying out of the people around him. What was even happening?! The last he heard was-"Two eighty!""Two point nine!""TWO POINT NINE! TWO POINT NINE! DO I HERE A THREE!-"Huh? Wasn't the price just at two seventy-five a moment ago? How fast can the price go up? At this rate they might not even be able to bid! Though Miss Mendel did plan on
The Runaway is a Politician's Daughter XI.I Midnight Auction
Nobody can stop the flow of time, even if the world may revolve around their whims. No matter how hard they may try, time moves forward...⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛It's been two days, two days since her door to the outside world had been locked. During that time, Athena laid relatively motionless, only getting up to eat the occasional instant ramen when the hunger was too much to bear. How unhealthy.And did she care? Nope.What would Mother think when she sees you?The novelist tossed and turned between her sheets. No doubt Mother would think disapprovingly, just like she always did.What about dad?Her father was a spineless coward; turning a blind eye whenever Mother 'disciplined' her every other night. He's essentially Mother's bitch. No. He's no father to her.How cold.What else was there to think? It's not like he ever defended her at any point in her life. He's still your father.Alexander's the mayor, first and foremost, a lackey second, and a husband third. Nowhere was he near being a fat
The Runaway is a Politician's Daughter XI.II Midnight Auction
"I'm quite surprised, you clean up nicely, Mr. Patillo." "I'm surprised myself, Miss Mendel." Eremes hooked the tight of his collar as his contractee companion for the night admired his current appearance. "And thank you for the suit.""It's the least I could do for someone that's caught my eye~." A teasing tone escaped from the older woman's lips, a tone that sent foreboding shivers through the unwilling companion's spine. "It wouldn't do for a companion of mine to not be at their best."*Ding*The elevator chimed as it opened its doors to an unlikely pairing of humble repairman and honorable vice-mayor."Shall we?"Nodding to her pseudo command, the red-suited Eremes let his equally red hanfu clad benefactor onto the waiting elevator first, the older lady's gait as regal and commanding as it could be before boarding the elevator himself. The steel metal doors closed as their vertical carriage awaited input."Whe-""Rooftop, please." Lady Mendel chirped, but from his perspective, it
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