Meanwhile back on Greg's...Greg now couldn't believe his luck, after the BMW sedan had caught on fire and the teenage boy who now kept bleeding non stop, now... They also must face the wild boar! "Hey, are you done taking care of the teenage boy and Jason? I don't think that I could hold it much longer now!" Greg as he climbs to the tree, trying hard to distract the boar. Sometimes, Greg must throw a wild fruit that Greg didn't know from the tree just to distract it again. "Now, he began to bump their head into three! ten minutes from now, I believe that he might make me fall!" Greg said panickly."Please be patient, I'm trying," Dylan said as he tried to carry Jason too since the middle old man turned out to be anemic, which made him dizzy and pass out after seeing blood. "You don't know how hard it is for me to carry this guy! This guy is so heavy! Way more heavy than the stone I used to carry for training!" Greg now couldn't help but just watch the boar bumping its head into th
Back on Behav...Sretttttt...."Good morning, Mister Griffin, um, why are you--" "Could you just shut up? Your voice annoyed my morning,"Griffin said nonchalantly, and the counter was immediately silence when they heard that.Today, Griffin's mood is not that good. How come he feels good, if today, he just got into a heated argument with his mother?'I don't know how, but I expected you to watch and report me every single thing on Behav, okay? Every single thing. Don't let me down like your study. All this time, you never made me proud, and this is the only way if you want me to feel proud for the first time.'Griffin immediately groaned in annoyance as he remembered those words. So now that even never making his mother proud is also his fault?!"Tsk... Well, it's not my fault that I was born this way, and can't make her proud. My brain just can go on with all those study, and boring business class," Griffin mused. "If she wants a perfect child, then why doesn't she just try to be ni
After all those shocking events in the forest, right now, Greg, the teenage boy, Dylan, and all the executives, including Bradley and Rika were all back at the Bluebell Inn. At first, Greg was feeling a bit heavy with the decision, but because the situation was urgent, he didn't have any choice but to let them in. “Well, at least Jason now was being brought to the hospital due to anemia, and the teenage boy didn’t recognize them so.. there should be no problem with them following me, here, huh?” Greg mused. *** CRACK!!! "ARGHH!!!" "ENDURE IT," Karel said, as he pressed ice against Alan's bruised chest. "This is what you get for thinking about those stupid ideas yourself! If you know that the situation is like that, why didn't you come back to us and ask for a rope or stairs? You know we all brought them. It would have been a far better and more efficient way!" "And you also!" Karel said, turning his head toward Dylan who lowered his gaze guiltily to the teenage boy. " What were y
"What? So, they already promised that but Bradley denied it? He personally never intended to grant it?!" Greg exclaimed, his eyes wide with astonishment as he processed the revelation.“Yes, that’s true," Dr. Lou nods before continuing. "Well, I am not surprised since I know how Bradley always trusts and tries to make Karel his right hand, not to mention that all of us only listen to him more than the old bulldog who always tries to run off from the deal.”The room had fallen into a tense silence after Dr. Lou's explanation about the executives' secret deals with Behav. Greg, now part of this secret circle, had just learned that each executive had their own reasons for joining, and it all came down to personal gain."At first, I thought all the executives had a big deal, like power, or anything like to control Behav…but turns out... their deal was something simple, it was just nothing more but a simple individual dream," Greg mused, occasionally nodding as he listened to Dr. Lou's sto
Bradley Smith, having just stepped out of the restroom at the Bluebell Inn, couldn't help but muse over the current situation. He had been trying, unsuccessfully, to influence Karel and ensure that the scientist stayed loyal to Behav. "Hm, until today, I failed to influence him, huh?" Bradley muttered to himself as he walked through the corridor of the inn. His mind was filled with thoughts of Karel's new wish and how it threatened the delicate balance within Behav.As Bradley continued to walk, his phone suddenly rang, breaking his train of thought. He reached for his phone and glanced at the caller ID, and immediately clicked his tongue in annoyance. It was none other than Griffin, his boss's other son."Tsk… Why did this kid suddenly call me?" Bradley muttered, watching as the phone continued to ring. He had a feeling that Griffin had somehow caught wind of their secret getaway. Perhaps someone had spilled the beans, or Griffin had become suspicious.Just as Bradley was debating
"I know that exposing the lab and Bradley's activities will tarnish the company's reputation, but seriously, destroying Behav... Should we really just stay silent and let them do it?"***The tension in the room was palpable as Greg and Dylan exchanged thoughts about the executives' plan to expose Behav. Greg's brow furrowed as he considered Dylan's words, the weight of their conversation sinking in before saying, "Well, yeah. I guess so...?" Greg said, raising an eyebrow. "I mean...Why should we stop them? Just like what you said, by exposing the company, it will automatically tarnish its reputation. So what's the difference with letting the executives do that instead? Won't it be good since it didn't dirty our hands?"Greg asked, and Dylan nodded thoughtfully as he acknowledged the validity of Greg's points."Well, you're not wrong about that," Dylan admitted before continuing, "However, our purpose is different from theirs Greg. Our purpose in revealing Behav's illicit activities
Karel sighed as he heard what the receptionist said, his mind racing to find a solution to his predicament. "Hmm… So the only option that's available is just an extra bed, huh?" Karel said, a hint of frustration in his voice. The receptionist nodded, her eyes sympathetic.“Yes, sir, the only option available right now is the extra bed. But don’t worry, even though you'll be sleeping on an extra bed, we will give you a free breakfast as our apology for any discomfort you might experience—”As the receptionist talked about the inn's apologetic service, Karel, on the other hand, fell silent as he contemplated this option. Sharing a room with the executives wasn't his idea of a peaceful night's sleep given his personality as a picky person who had zero tolerance to someone else's habit."Hm… who should I sleep with? Alan and Mr. Anderson, or Dr. Lou?" Karel thought as pondered about the sleeping candidate. "It will be troublesome if I sleep with Alan and Mr. Anderson remembering how talka
BRAK!The suite room's door swung open, and Karel stepped inside, his eyes scanning the spacious and luxurious surroundings. "Oh, so this is the room, huh? It's pretty big," Karel remarked as he began placing his belongings on the floor. "It's almost as big as the city's hotel suite room. Bluebell Inn should try to advertise more about this place. It'll definitely elevate their income."Greg followed Karel into the room, placing Karel's other belongings beside his own. "Well, yeah, I agree with you. Bluebell should try to advertise this place more" Greg replied, keeping his tone casual. 'Tsk, how come he and Dylan had the same thought?' Greg mused.Karel continued his assessment of the room. "And also, I think they need to fix the connection too. You know, even though this is an inn based in nature, this world is already modern, so Wi-Fi and a good connection have become primary needs, just like food and drink."“Yeah, I agree with you,” Greg briefly said.As they settled into the ro