173 Platonic 1 (1/2)

The past three years had been more than enough for innumerable changes to happen. It had been a long period of time. And Chris honestly sometimes didn't know how to describe how he survived this span of time.

He was already past the point of thinking that he had become a villainous man. Sofony Mendez, now Sofony Silver, was correct. It seemed as long as one was related to the immoral system, one way or another, he would surely fall into darkness.

Sofia Mendoza, his colleague and co-host, was also correct. While falling into the abyss, he indeed used the industry as his landing point, doing things unimaginably daring for the former him who probably would not even consider hurting a rat.

'No used thinking about it now.'

An amused chuckle escaped out of his lips as he beheld Sofia's disappointed expression after they came out of the office. The energetically murderous woman turned very listless due to her expectations being betrayed.

”I should have known, I was only asked to come, not to meet,” the vexatious woman murmured, voice trailing off gently and sorrowfully in the air.

Chris snorted. He could already guess what this hopeless actress thought of when she excitedly yet nervously barged into the room earlier. The sight had been honestly embarrassing, especially how she reacted like a woman having hypertension when they learned that the Silver princess only left a message to her assistant, a previously prized secretary of Gio Albarez.

This was why people should not always get ahead of themselves, assuming and expecting. The disappointment that they would feel later would be tripled that of their initial excitement.

With a face showing he doesn't care, he replied to it.

'If you're planning to charge me, I'm warning you now. I didn't ask for you to kindly comment that.'

As he walked down the hallway leading to where the elevator was, a familiar soft voice came from behind him. He didn't need to turn around to know who it was.

”Are you going to taking up the offer?”

After remembering what had been discussed within the luxurious and spacious office hall, he immediately replied, ”No.”

Alessa walked faster in order to be beside him. ”Oh. I thought you'd be partnering up with her to be the MC of the Olympics which is rarely hosted in Country F. It's quite the big event. Why are you wasting it away?”

”Feel like it.”

”...Do you know how many of our colleagues and other people out there hoping to be in your place will beat you up for answering like this?”

”Do I need to know?”

”Nevermind. You're as boring as hell. Why do you even have tons of fans?”

”Beats me, maybe because they're brainless.”

When the woman recalled the many die-hard zombie-like fans of this person shouting and fangirling crazily in his signing events or any events and film premieres, even though she wanted to sympathize with them and tell something in retort, she just suddenly couldn't find the right words to say.

The description was quite harsh, yet on point...

Brainless...

”...”

'Must be hard liking this kind of person. Who raised him to be this heartless and multi-faceted? So passionate and good-looking when acting or doing his job, but hateful and a bastard, please excuse my term, when no longer in front of a camera and the audience. It's just so frustrating.'

'He's been like this since the first day. How come he didn't die of ambush or homicide yet?'

'Okay, Alessa, don't be bad. No one, no matter how hateful and vile deserves to die.'

'...Maybe only this guy.'