Chapter 99 - Talk back and yousre dead (1/2)

"Congratulations Ms. Davis. You are hired, you can start working tomorrow" an old woman replied, her wrinkles showing up as she smiles tenderly to Helen.

Oh! How excited she is to meet the children, she really wants to work in here!

"Thank you, Ma'am Jaimee, it's my pleasure to be of service"

The old woman nods slowly, 'How rare to see someone who is still passionate to teach' it reminds her of her old days, where technology was not too advance.

After exchanging a few more words, Helen decided to leave, the Daycare center is still located in the rural areas of Ainiligary empire yet it already portrays a city.

The Ainiligary empire is known for its breath-taking beaches and world-class hotels. Although Helen doesn't know who then the ruler is, he sure is doing a great job in maintaining peace in this empire.

Helen guessed that the current emperor must be a nature lover since there are many forests and places that are not allowed for commercial buildings, like the one she is currently living.

Walking with her hands on her back and admiring the view, she can't help but gasp every time she sees something new to her eyes. A small piece of snowflake falls into her hand, it's intricate design signifies the start of winter.

'Ah, yes, it's my birthday' she remembered how the snow reminds her of the days passing by. Although she doesn't know her exact birthdate, it was Hannibal who said that November 23, the first day where the snow falls in Ainiligary Empire will be her birthday.

For she, Helen, is like a tiny drop of a snowflake for Hannibal, delicate yet beautifully woven.

The interview finished a while ago, but Helen doesn't want to inform Hannibal although he instructed her to do so, she wants to enjoy more of this city-like place. How the street lamps lit up as the evening gets deeper, how the children playing gets called by their mothers.

'I should've brought my thermal coat' she thought as she shrugs both of her hands for more warmth. Seated on a wooden bench just beside the road, Helen felt the coldness devour her, however, the smile plastered on her face never left her.

This is the first time she can get to witness the snow, Hannibal always forbade her to go outside and play with the snow since he's afraid she will get sick again.

You see, eversince Helen woke up, she has become weak, mentally and physically as if a drug has been used to stop her body from completely recovering. She's deteriorating slowly, her time relapsing in front of her eyes.

And that's why she gave up recovering her memories, she will not waste her time sulking, she chose to free herself after all, how much does she have anyway?

One year? Two years? Three years?

Nobody knows.

She was about to get up upon seeing the time, 6:30 P.M, but was stopped by three drunk men.

"Hey, are you free beauty?"  an old man who is twice her size said, his big belly showing through his undershirt.

"Eww," Helen having sheltered by a gorgeous man such as Hannibal can't help but be disgusted to the troupe. Don't judge her, it's just that the smell really stinks.

"WHAT?! Don't you want to have some fun?" the bald man said groggily.

The smell of booze never left the group.

A man wearing tattered clothes in his forties, and two on their thirties.

Helen gets up abruptly, it seems like trouble never leaves her!

"Sorry, but I have something to do," she said cooly, but deep within, her heart is erratic. Who wouldn't get nervous in this situation? Since the place looks like a city but still in a rural area, the citizens are only a few and many left due to the cold approaching.

Turning her injured ankle on the right side of the way to avoid the group, she was stopped when the bald man pulled her long hair.

"O-ouch!!"

"Where are you going? We are not yet finished talking"

'Men these days, brutally pulling a woman's hair! Don't they know how long Hannibal brushed that?!'

As the thought of having Hannibal's hard work turned into a mess, it ignited the anger in Helen.

Grabbing the arm of the one who pulled her hair, she twisted it, hard.

"A-aaaack! Aniki, help!" the bald man writhed in pain.

The two drunkards suddenly became aware, dropping the beer on the floor and cracking their knuckles. It seems like the beauty they found is not only a flower but also a poisonous one.

"You hurt our younger brother, we will not be gentle on you anymore."

The old man whistled, "Boys!"

Just then, five more men gathered out of nowhere.

'Oh, dang it, did I just stayed on a gang's lair?!'

Cursing herself inwardly for not calling Hannibal earlier, Helen has no choice but to look around for an escape.

She walked for forty minutes from the Daycare center to get into this park that's placed on a main road. Few people were passing by but it seems like they could care less of what's happening.

Helen takes back what she said earlier, the emperor of this empire is too lenient! How come thugs were all around the place? And it's not even that dark yet.