CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE"I'm kind of smart, why do I need intelligence?" Curious, He enquired. [You would carry out a lot of missions, thus you would need the intellect to successfully complete them]The systemic voice became inebriated! Hearing the system's justification, Vincent Hutchinson creased his brows. He smirked while resting his left hand on his chin. “Are you attempting to portray me as a dullard?” He questioned as the system's words seemed to be indirectly calling him that. "C'mon, System! You didn't even think highly of me." He laughed and spat out something amusing. "I didn't say that, Host; you decide that yourself! You need to have the best Intelligence possible, and that will allow you to do your mission quicker and faster. Enabling you to more easily complete the tasks assigned to you even before seeing them.No mistakes will be made! Vince is beginning to comprehend every word of his system's explanation and began1 to realize where it is coming from and where i
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX Seconds turn into minutes, and minutes run into hours. Hours passed quickly, and the sun's rays penetrate into the tiny room. A young man sleeping soundly on the one-seater couch. The blazing sound coming from the vibrating cell phone on the table erupted in the silent room. That sound was enough to interrupted his peaceful sleep. He yawned louldy before stretching out to the cellphone, and without checking the caller's ID, he picked the call."Hello!" He muttered lazily onto the phone, and at the same, he yawned loudly to the phone, still a little bit asleep from the missions and stress he had gone throughout yesterday. "Hello, Mr. Vincent Hutchinson!" A think masculine voice responded from the other end of the phone. Creases bestowed on Vince's dull face, as he pulled the cellphone away from his ear, the voice sound familiar and check for the caller instantly. He scoffed, and returned the phone back to his ear. The person was no other than Gilbert Olmo, Man
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVENVince chuckled, "I will surely be expecting the person! We just have to entertain ourselves this morning!" He sneered as he picked up a cloth then dumped it into the basket. "I think these should be okay for now!"He picked up the basket full with his dirty clothes, and walked towards the door. He had never had washing machine, and to do his laundry, he had to make use of his hand. "A little time remains! I will get back to my old lifestyle," he thought as he dropped the basket outside, and went in to pick the tools for the clothes. After a while, he began washing the clothes, scrubbing them through his palms. *The deactivation! When are you gonna say something about it! You promised to tell me, today!" He raised a question, as he keenly washed the clothes, while eagerly waiting for the System's response. The systemic boozed out to his ear,[You don't have to be concern about the deactivation process, if you don't bother trepassing then you should relax your
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT Ellen snickered. She was confused by the confidence he had, the threatening aura oozing out of him. "The reason why I'm here is to humiliate you, giving you 10 folds of what you did to Camilla . The disgrace , the embarrassment, and the bad exposure to the public. You will be deadly dealt with.I'm here to crush your useless bones and make you scream for mercy and forgiveness by the time I'm done with you, Bastard!" She cursed out ragingly, the contempt in her voice could point out that she meant all she had said just now. "What!" Vince felt amazed hearing Ellen's angry words. He chuckled inwardly, he couldn't believe his ear and couldn't believe she's here to fight him just because of her friend's humiliation. "Indeed, she truly loves her friend! But humiliating me and breaking my bones, I don't think that would be possible." He muttered to himself, and glanced at Ellen. A frown bestowed upon his face, and looked confused. "I don't know what you are talking
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINEShe walked up to him and tried hugging, but Vince stepped a little back, and gestured with his hand for her not to move closer. "Vince!" She called, her face looking dull."What do you want?" Vince snapped back, his tone cold and unfriendly. "Vince?...." She tried to call but was snapped off rudely. "What do you want? I thought we had ended things between us! There's no more of a relationship, so, what the hell are you doing here, Camilla?" He asked furiously, his voice filled with pain and anger. "I just want to apologize, Vince!" She tried touching his clothes, but he hit her hands away and threw a deadly glare at her. "I just wanna talk to you!" She said, more like a shout. "Look here, Camilla. There is nothing you can say to me and rather do I have something to tell you. We are just like parallel lines that could never meet, not even for once. Therefore Camilla, the two of us could never have do something to bring us together. It's the end of us!" *So I
CHAPTER THIRTYVince furrowed his brow, and fell his gaze on his hands and then up to Camilla, "Why would do that? I'm just telling you the truth!" He muttered."Fuck!!" She cursed angrily, "Why are you lying, Vince? I saw the money in your account, you don't have to keep a secret from her because the videos are trending online. Why divulging the truth?" Camilla snapped out, and hit her forehead repeatedly. "Divulging? I'm only telling you the truth and nothing more. I'm still the pauper you once knew." He tried to think up of a lie that could make them believe instantly Camilla was confused as hell, and she couldn't what else to say. She tried locking her gaze on Vince's but still, she couldn't find any form of lie is in emeralds eyes. She began to stutter, "I…I..r.. I really saw the digits, Vince. Why are you proving so hard to let her know you're rich? "Truly, I had some money in my account but I'm not granted access to it. It's all started when I was rejected and caused out t
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONEVince balled his fists angrily, and thought of how to find a way to make them regret their actions. Camilla chuckled. "You can't do anything right?" She smiled mischievously. "I will really make you pay for all you have done today! You would be humiliated once again." He promised. Camilla broke into laughter, "What? You!? Make me pay, you are so ridiculous!" She hissed. "What a pauper want to really make us pay? How capable are you to do that? Such a wimp!" Ellen happily mocked, and bursted out laughing, together with Camilla. "Can you imagine his stinky voice? I would make you pay!" Vince couldn't know what to say to them as he watched them in silence. He gestured to the exit, "You guys need to move out here now, before I take any drastic step." He ordered. "And why would I leave? I'm not yet done with you! You have to suffer a little bit pain before I release you. Or have you forgotten? I told you I would make you beg for mercy when your bones are being cr
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO"Hey, Baby girls!" He extended his hand to the women and grinned broadly. The question "Pablo, what took you so long?" Ellen spoke while wearing a temporary frown on her face."Babes, I'm really sorry about that. You don't need to be upset; I need to take care of some unfinished business before coming." He gave a brief response before laughing. "Oh, really!" Scoffing, Camilla. "Ladies, C'mon. You don't have to do this!"He laughed, but his grim countenance quickly turned icy and austere. Where is that idiot who said I couldn't kill him with my fists?" His voice was tinged with the deepest hatred as he asked. Those words hit him in the face like a ton of bricks. The question, "Where is he?" He yelled, his fingers interlocked, clearly ready to fight and ruthlessly beat anyone who got in his path. When Vince heard his booming, heavy voice, he froze in place and clung to the wall behind him. Ellen and Camilla grinned brightly, "That's the naive boy right there! A