"W-What?! B-But, Margareth said... Oh, Mr. Anderson! There must have been a mistake!" Mr David chased after Anne and me as we re-entered our limousine. He tapped on the car window, and I lowered it."Mr Anderson, please accept my apologies for being so foolish to swallow unverified information. Would you kindly reconsider our invitation?" Mr. David begged shamelessly."After humiliating us like you did earlier? Mm... How is it, wife? Does this hospital deserve a second chance, or would it be better to give this money to the hospital in the next town? I've heard their robotic program for post-trauma physiotherapy is quite convincing.""I forgot to greet you, Miss Zane! Oh, I mean Mrs Anderson. My mouth tends to slip when I'm nervous. We also have some innovations that might interest you. Please come and see. I will personally be your exclusive guide," the hospital director prattled as he tried to charm Anne.Sitting comfortably and pouring herself a glass of champagne, Anne pondered, w
"Margareth Merrick Snatched Away from The Dustown Hospital Fundraising Gala Dinner. She lost to a new young entrepreneur named Rupert Anderson. Who is this new man with a fantastic donation of $7 billion?"Dr. Bertha read the headlines from several bold-print newspapers as we gathered for breakfast in the dining room. Anne and I smiled broadly, seeing the happiness on Dr. Bertha's and Mr. Rocky's faces."It's like killing two birds with one stone, Danzel! You embarrassed her and gained popularity in Dustown! Phew! Your name is skyrocketing fast," Dr. Bertha commented with joy."This is for all of you. Let's toast!" I raised my coffee cup, followed by the others. This morning had a cheerful atmosphere, and even the sky seemed bright.[Invitation to a dinner at the Mayor's residence.][Invitation to a luncheon from the Director of the Regional Bank.][Invitation for a prime-time interview with the Dustown TV station.][Invitation to the grand opening of a restaurant owned by Mr. Hondo.]
"Come on, I'm all set," Anne cheerfully greeted me, knocking on my bedroom door."Alright, just a moment."I stepped out of my room and found her dressed casually, wearing a white knee-length spaghetti strap dress with floral accents and sneakers on her feet instead of stilettos. Her thick, wavy hair hung loosely around her shoulders. I glanced at the shoes she was wearing."Why? It's more comfortable for long walks. I don't want to be immobilised while shopping in high heels," she explained. We walked side by side towards the garage."I didn't say anything..." Although, if I wanted to comment, it would be praised. Her outfit reminded me of a dandelion."You don't have to say anything to express your opinion, you know? I can tell by the way you look at me!" Anne teased as we approached the car door."It means you can’t judge someone's gaze.""Well, then you're praising my appearance, right? Oddly... I'm not disappointed." I stopped and faced her as she was about to open the car door.
"Reminds me of someone," I muttered."Is that someone, Bash?""That's right... even though I don't have what he has.""Sometimes, people who have it all often feel like they never have enough..." Anne commented, her gaze distant.For some reason, her words felt like a jab at me, but I chose not to turn this day sour again."Have you done enough shopping? Where do you want to go next? I'll accompany you.""Mm, that's enough. We should head back."I nodded and asked the store attendant to take our purchases to the car; then, we returned to the mansion.Anne sat in the backseat again, quieter than usual. Given what I did to her earlier, I understood. Silently, I cursed my foolishness for not thinking things through.On the bridge over the flowing Thanes River, a car suddenly sped past from the left side, catching me by surprise. The car aligned itself with mine. By the time I saw the driver, it was already too late.*PHEW*The sound of metal piercing the car's body, bypassing and hitting
KnockKnockI knocked on Anne's bedroom door and waited outside, leaning against the wall. It was 7 pm. She was usually early compared to me. There was no response from inside."Oh, Dan! Anne has been waiting for you in the car for a while," said Dr. Bertha, passing by with a stack of documents in his hand."Hmm, that's odd," I thought, but eventually followed Anne.She was in the driver's seat, which surprised my eyebrows. I didn't comment, taking the initiative to sit in the passenger seat. After ensuring I was seated and the door closed, Anne drove the car at high speed.I didn't dare to speak, not wanting to disturb her concentration. This must be her way of calming herself after my treatment of her earlier today. Anne even avoided looking at me.Even though the car veered off the road a few times and hit the curb, I remained silent. I would stay quiet as long as it didn't endanger anyone else. If possible, I wouldn't breathe either. Anne was terrifying when she was angry!Slowly,
[Dexter wants to get rid of the evidence you provided.]The sound of a text message from a colleague in the police department coming to my phone, a colleague who had grown weary of the corruption within her organisation but didn't know how to expose it. My promise to her gave her renewed hope to clean up his institution."Proceed without his knowledge."[Done.]"So quickly?"[Thanks to the device you donated.]"The results?"[Can we discuss it in person?]"Okay, we'll meet at our usual place for lunch."[Okay.]After ending the message, I left the room to head to our meeting place, eager to know the results."Dan!" Anne's voice called me."Oh, hey," I greeted her as I hurriedly walked by."Can't we talk about it? I'm ready to talk," Anne blocked my path, folding her hands before her chest."Later, can we? I'm in a rush," I requested, leaving her behind without waiting for her response.***(P.O.V. ANNE)"My foolish mouth doesn't know its place! How could I say that after he successful
'What's happening?! Can you check it?' I panicked, addressing the system as I turned back towards the direction Kara's car had gone.[At Silkroad, kilometre 57, her car is severely damaged and overturned. I can't see Kara's condition due to the obstruction.]"Damn it!" I cursed at the steering wheel.'Find out who did it.'[It's Zhar, and he's waiting for you there.]Furious, I drove at high speed toward Kara's location. If anything happened to her, I wouldn't forgive myself; one more person would die because of their relation to me.'Zhar... I need to get rid of him as soon as possible.'The sound of shattered glass crushed under my tires signalled Zhar's presence as I arrived. He sat casually on a fallen log that he had knocked down. Beneath that fallen tree was Kara's car. She remained in the driver's seat, her head lolling to the side. Her condition was unclear to me, but her face was smeared with blood."Kara!! Can you hear me? Hold on a little longer; I'll help you!" I shouted a
"Gushton, help me send those corps back to where they came from."[Send me their current coordinates.]I ended the call and sent the location details of the recent battlefield. Then, I called him again.[Hey, what's up?]"You handle them for me; add some ‘Extra’ decorations for Bash. I trust your creativity in making your work dramatic."[Oh, buddy, leave it to me. I'll make sure to add some ribbons, too.]"Nice."With a smile on my lips, I ended the call. I glanced at Kara, who was attended to by doctors and nurses. They said her wounds weren't deep, and her life wasn't in danger. Her shoulder had dislocated due to the pressure of the log wood.‘I need to get rid of this adrenaline rush from my system. I'm afraid I might unintentionally hurt someone,’ I commanded the system.[Uninstall black belt martial arts skills from the host's body.]I felt the overwhelming energy gradually fading away, along with my urge to punch anything in front of me.[Uninstall successful.]I examined the d