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
Greg now stared in disbelief at the sight before him. Under the bed, there was…“Dylan?” Greg exclaimed, his voice betraying his astonishment as he looked at his subordinate who grinned mischievously before slowly getting up from his hiding place."Hey, Greg," Dylan greeted with a smirk. "Phew, I was relieved to no longer be down there. It's pretty dirty under the bed."Greg scoffed, still bewildered by Dylan's sudden appearance. "Weren't you just out with your belongings minutes ago?"Dylan chuckled as he brushed off some dust from his clothes. “Well, about that… Let’s just say, I didn’t really go out since I was kinda curious about what you and Karel are about to discuss so I decided to eavesdrop for a while before going back to Maria and the teen room,” said Dylan, making Greg roll his eyes.“Anyway, Greg, about Karel’s question…” Dylan's grin faded, and his expression turned serious. "It was strange, don't you think? Like, why would he suddenly ask about Bradley and forgiveness? I
The morning sun bathed the Bluebell Inn in warm, golden light as the executives of Behav Industries enjoyed a grand breakfast. As everyone was eating, Greg, who was sitting on the corner couldn't help but observe Jason, who was now sitting at a table, laughing heartily with Bradley. It was a stark contrast to his furious demeanor just the day before. "Hm, that was weird, how come Jason suddenly changed his mind in one day? Wasn't he still angry yesterday?" Greg mused as he silently drank his coffee."Is Bradley perhaps saying something to him? He must have said something to Jason since he was still mad yesterday. "What did Bradley say that managed to change Jason's mind in one da—” "Hoh, newbie, so you're joining our trip to the lab, huh? What did you say to Karel that made him suddenly let you? You didn't tell what Dr.Lou tells right?" Greg, who heard someone call his name, shifted his gaze and he immediately met with Alan's smiley face. Returning his smile, Greg said, "Nah