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She would rather die than face Victor right now.
“You have five minutes to get downstairs, Victor said.
What the <i>hell</i>? <i>Was </i><i>this </i>man even capable <i>of </i><i>reasoning</i>? <i>I’d </i>said <i>I </i><i>wasn’t </i>hungry!
Standing outside her door, Victor leaned against the wall, smoking, just as John and Lewis came up the stairs and caught sight of him..
That tone he used… It was practically a threat.
Lewis could not help but think….
Is Boss trying to scare the woman inside to death or what?
Inside the room, Tessa clutched her nket pitifully. “I’m really not hungry…”
Victor was counting down. “Three minutes.”
<i>Is </i><i>it </i>absolutely necessary <i>for </i>me to go out <i>today</i><i>? </i>Or is that meal just <i>that </i>unavoidable?
Faced with the authority in Victor’s voice, Tessa did not dare defy him. In the end, she reluctantly crawled out of bed.
Last night, for the sake of safety, she had stacked several pieces of furniture against the door. They had not felt heavy when she had moved them in her panic.
But now, hungry and tired, they were a real burden.
Outside the door, Victor listened to the sounds of furniture being shifted. A faint, meaningful smile lifted the corners of his mouth.
Lewis caught sight of that smile and was instantly confused.
Wasn’t <i>he </i>cold as ice <i>just </i><i>now</i><i>? </i><i>Why </i>the sudden softness? <i>And </i>it <i>wasn’t </i>just a smile<i>. </i>It was gentle.
Lewis <b>was </b>staring, caught in the moment, when the back of his head was suddenly smacked by <b>John</b>.
Lewis scolded, “<b>What </b>was <b>that </b><b>for</b>?”
John cast him a cold nce. “What are you staring at? Let’s go.”
Couldn’t he see <i>their </i>boss was busy<i>? </i>They should wait <i>in </i>the study<i>. </i>
Lewis was speechless.
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John dragged Lewis away and headed to the study. Not long after, Ss also joined them.
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As soon as he stepped inside, he overheard Lewis saying to John, “Hey, do you think our boss… still works, you know?”
It gives Ss a headache.
Damn! <i>If </i>someone ripped that mouth <i>off </i><i>his </i>face<i>, </i>he’d deserve it. Did this <i>guy </i>even know where we were? Talking like that about the boss?
Lewis looked full of curiosity. John, by contrast, kept apletely calm expression.
The look John gave him made Lewis feel a twinge of guilt. How could he forget? John never gossiped about Boss behind his back.
But just because he did not gossip did not mean he was not curious, right?
Maybe he was even more curious inside.
Thinking that, Lewis leaned closer. “Hey, you’re always around Boss. Do you think it’s true he’s…. not functional?”
Ss knew right away….
This guy is truly doomed.
John’s face turned visibly dark. “Are you functional?”
The sudden question threw Lewis for a loop. “Of course I am. Obviously!”
Come <i>on</i><i>, </i><i>I’m </i><i>perfectly </i>normal! Wait… why would <i>he </i>ask <i>that</i>?
<i>John </i>replied calmly, “I suspect you’re about to stop being functional.
Lewis did not understand. “What kind of suspicion is that?”
<i>A </i>man either was or wasn’t. What did about to not be <b>even </b>mean<b>? </b>
John <b>said</b>, “Because I figure Boss is going to cripple you.”
Lewis’s heart gave a jolt.
<b>That </b>tone left no room for doubt. John hated gossiping about the boss behind his back.
But Boss isn’t even here! <i>What </i>was <i>wrong </i>with chatting a little?
Seeing Ss hade in, Lewis immediately turned to him. “Ss, you’ve heard the rumors too, right? About Boss not being able to….”
<b>Ss </b>quickly made his <b>way </b>to the couch <b>and </b>lit a cigarette <b>refusing </b>to <b>respond </b>
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Lewis rolled his eyes. “Of course not! How would I even try that?”
What kind of question was that?
John and Ss exchanged a nce, then both stopped talking to him.
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That guy’s mouth was just like Eddie’s. Completely hopeless. The more you responded, the more outrageous he got.
Lewis, seeing their silence, pouted. “I was just thinking of ways to help Boss, you know?”
Ss and John exchanged another look, then both turned toward him. “And you think Boss needs. your help?”
Meanwhile…
Tessa had finally moved all the furniture away from the door. When she opened it, Victor was no longer outside.
As she came downstairs, she saw Victor sitting on the sofa, on the phone.
Breakfast had been set on the dining table, but no servants were in sight. Tessa shuffled toward it in tiny, cautious steps.
Victor noticed her and said into the phone, “Mm, do as I said.”
Then he hung up and turned his cold gaze on her.
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