193 Sisters 2 (1/2)
After exchanging a few more words with Sofony, Chris felt that he was just as exhausted as yesterday.
The woman had given him update regarding the person he had mind-controlled to amputate himself. On the surface, they appeared like they were merely at the middle of a work-related discussion, yet underneath the glowing barrier and layer of illusion, he and this Level 5 host were holding a talk about the matter with a suspected host or hosts of the C Empire. At one point, they even had a disagreement on whether to take a roundabout approach by feeling up their government.
”You can't leave the whole trouble to me. It seems a tough ordeal this time. The man hinted it is an organization and based on the clues I had him cough out, it should be comprised of people who knew about the immoral system. Who knows how many hosts they have on their side?”
”... You have Sofia. Didn't you make her increase her physical stats the most, so she can do espionage works?”
Sofony gave him a weird look. Moments later, it then became a stern glare.
”Stop pushing responsibilities to others and contribute too.”
A frown surfaced from the half-host's clean and shaved face. But thinking of the possible consequences if the matter was not handled appropriately, he helplessly relented.
”... Fine, I'll hack into the C Empire's Intel body and see what I can get from there.”
Sofony nodded at him, pleased that he didn't argue or say anything as retort anymore.
Their discussion did not last long. A few more minutes were spent on mundane talks about the party, business, the sisters, and the poor police.
And then they parted ways.
The high-profile woman went back to the crowd while he directly marched into the exit, planning to just tell a staff near the double door there about his departure. Anyway, he had already done his job and tortured himself with the various greetings and introduction. His hard work should be already enough to garner a rest, no?
Well, even if it was not, he already made up his mind to think that it was indeed how it should be.
...
Many people had been left conflicted in that night. Two of them happened to be the famous Morgan half-sisters, Alessa and Amelia.
The latter, a couple of minutes after the extremely known actor excused himself from the breakroom, received an anonymous phone call which was actually from a lady bridging Amelia with the mercenary group from the C-Empire.
That time, all her personal assistants and guards had been asked to go out of the room so nobody knew what went on inside. Everyone could only make countless speculations in their brains, guessing just what kind of bad news did the First Miss received as to become very cranky when they left the place.
As for Alessa, while escorted by Aura and Diaz, she almost didn't manage to restrain herself from throwing a warning to Amelia through one of her assistants. She got badly shaken by the realization that her so capable sister had started to suspect who Chris really was.
Driven by the fear that a person dear to her would be stolen away again by Amelia, she almost had Aura dropped a message to one of that woman's subordinate to stay away from him. Thankfully at the last second she got a grip of herself. Nothing was definite yet. Suspicions need proofs to be solidified as the truths. If she shows agitation now, the other woman would surely recognize that as a positive sign.
'... She must be sounding out both me and him.'
Because she realized this at the last second, she luckily managed to avoid a sort of disaster. After all, Amelia was known to be a perceptive woman. Even with that man's outstanding acting, just a slight reaction from her would still rat our Chris or her other secret helpers to her half-sister. It was a scenario she deeply dreaded to ever come into play in reality.
Alessa inwardly sighed then decided to just leave the premise as to not slip up or have any possibility of slipping up anymore. On her way to the place beyond the brightly lit hall, she encountered Starlight's real queen who gave her signature pure and heart-warming smile. Yet for some reason, Alessa couldn't bring herself to return the courtesy with anything more than a polite nod.
...
”Chris!”
When the man turned around, he immediately directed a questioning glance at the woman that called out to her. He saw her flanked by two familiar people who were alertly looking around to check for CCTVs and paparazzi.
It was very early in the morning, around 5 am. The man had begun his daily routine of jogging around a nearby park. It would be normally only him circling the oval there since the city-dwellers of this area were not fond of outdoor exercises in every early morning.
'... It's this so early, and she wants to see or talk to me?'
His forehead lightly creased, eyes narrowed. This was when the childish voice in his mind spoke up.
”...”
The other party called out his name with the intention to speak with him and it's asking him if she merely wants to jog around too?
He inwardly shook his head in dismay, feeling resigned to his future.