Harold personally poured Winnie a glass of wine like a gentleman. âIâm glad that you feel better, Ms.
Vivian. Please have a taste of this wine from my collection. I apologize for my subordinateâs rudeness;
itâs my fault for not training him well. I hope you donât take it to heart.ââSure.â Winnie clinked her glass with Haroldâs and said, âSince youâre so nice to me, I definitely wonât take it to heart. Iâm not an ingrate, you know. By the way, your wine tastes great, Mr. Horton.âHarold smiled and said thoughtfully, âIf you like it, Iâll ask someone to send two more bottles to your room later. Donât worry, Iâll arrange new accommodation for you. I promise youâll be satisfied with it.ââYouâre so hospitable, Mr. Horton. Thank you in advance,â Winnie replied with a faint smile.âItâs my pleasure. Youâre my guest, so itâs only right that I show you great hospitality. Here, try these freshly picked fruits.âHarold entertained Winnie enthusiastically as if she was really an important guest of his.As for Winnie, she decided to hold her horses until the enemy made a move. Hence, she played along with Harold and accepted everything he offered.By doing this, she also learned that Harold was much more patient than she thought.However, Winnie herself was not in a hurry either. No matter how patient he was, she was determined to outdo him.In a negotiation, the one who grew impatient first would be the one who slipped up and exposed their emotions first.Therefore, since Harold didnât bring up the formulation, Winnie stayed quiet about it. She focused on feasting on the food and drinks nonchalantly.In the end, Harold caved in first.âRecently, I did hear a rumor circulating. It is said that someone new came to Lightspring with a formulation that has a higher purity than the Horton familyâs formulation. Ms. Vivian, have you seen our goods? Is it really worse than this new formulation theyâre talking about?âA soft smile remained plastered on Winnieâs face as she said, âI havenât had the chance to expose myself to the market of Southeast Aploth, but I found out a lot during my stay here these days. Iâve heard that your goods have a high purity level, but from what I know, itâs only ninety percent.âHarold furrowed his eyebrows, slightly amused. âOnly ninety percent? Ms. Vivian, your standards are quite high.ââOf course. After allâ¦â Winnie paused and raised her glass at Harold before adding, âThe formulation I have has a purity of ninety-four point seven percent. I believe I donât have to explain what that means, right?âHearing that, Harold narrowed his eyes. âMs. Vivian, youâre joking, arenât you? I have never heard of any formulation with such high purity, be it in Southeast Aploth, Southwest Aploth, or South Adrune.âWinnie chuckled lightly. âI may sound rude for saying this, but you seem to be living under a rock, Mr. Horton.ââI guess you arenât joking about that purity percentage since you sound so confident, Ms. Vivian,â Harold responded. Despite Winnieâs insults, he did not get upset.Winnie smirked. âDo you think Iâd have the time to come all the way to your place to joke with you?ââThen, may I ask for the reason? Why did you choose me? Since youâve done some research in advance, you must know that I donât have a monopoly here. I donât believe thereâs such a thing as a free lunch.âAfter saying that, Harold stared at Winnie, trying to look for clues in her expression.Winnie remained calm and collected.
Her unchanging expression gave nothing away at all.âOf course, I chose you after careful consideration of various factors, such asâ¦ââSuch as what?â Harold questioned with narrowed eyes.Winnie grinned frivolously. âSuch as the fact that your subordinate is good in bed, orâ¦âHer face turned solemn as she continued, âThe fact that this place is stacked with men and weapons. With such a treasure in my hands, I will definitely become a much sought-after prey to you bunch of drug lords. I donât want that kind of life. I just want to live every day happily, counting my money and drinking wine in a manâs arms.
Then, when Iâve saved enough, Iâll travel around the world. Thatâs how simple my dream is.âHarold understood what Winnie meant right away.âNo problem. As long as you can give me that formulation, Iâll risk even the entire Horton familyâs fortune and our lives to ensure your safety,â he promised.Winnie nodded at his words. âThat would be wonderful.ââI have one more question. May I ask where you are from? After all, Iâve never heard of you before meeting you today, Ms. Vivian,â Harold remarked as he looked at Winnie.Raising her brow, Winnie quipped, âMr. Horton, are you going to look into my family background and history? Well, everybody has to start somewhere. I wouldnât have come to this unfamiliar place if I could keep my business going in my hometown.âHarold went along with her and smiled. âThatâs true. Everyone has secrets. If you canât talk about it, then I wonât ask.ââYouâre so understanding, Mr. Horton. I have a feeling that our collaboration will go very smoothly. To show my sincerity, Iâll tell you my nickname from before. However, please remember that itâs all in the past. Here, I am simply Vivian, an ordinary woman. Do you agree, Mr. Horton?ââOf course. What nickname did you go by in the circle before, Ms. Vivian? Who knows? I may have heard of it.ââI wasnât popular. Iâm sure youâve never heard of it.âAs Winnie spoke, she observed Haroldâs expression carefully. âPeople used to call me Big Black Bear.âHarold bobbed his head in a serious manner. âIndeed, I have never heard of it.
I just didnât expect a beauty like you to have a nickname like that.ââI had no choice.â Winnie took a sip of wine and explained, âI had tanned skin before. I got my fair skin now with the help of cosmetic technology. You know how women are obsessed with looking good. Plus, isnât it true that Iâm well-
endowed?â Harold nodded again in agreement. âYouâre so straightforward, Ms. Vivian. Let me give you a toast to celebrate our successful collaboration in advance. Have a good rest tonight. Tomorrow, Iâd like to check out the high-purity goods with you.ââSure.ââLetâs have another toast. When the time comes, everyone in the Horton family will be at your disposal.ââReally?â Winnie glanced at Harold.
âEveryone will be at my disposal?ââOf course.ââEven Chris?âHarold chuckled. âMs. Vivian, I thought you just had a fallout with him. Why is he still on your mind?ââHeâs the one who wanted the fallout, not me.â
Winnie raised her eyes and went on, âI donât have many strengths, but I have lots of weaknesses. The more a man rejects me, the more I want to conquer him. Do you get that feeling, Mr. Horton?ââYes. Itâs only fun when things are wild, isnât it? I get it.ââHahaha!â Winnie burst out in delighted laughter. âGreat minds think alike. Mr. Horton, I hate that I didnât meet you earlier. Here, letâs finish this bottle.âWinnie could hold her liquor, so she only felt a little tipsy even after drinking for so long. Nevertheless, she pretended to be drunk.She could see that Harold was also acting inebriated.Soon, the two âdrunkâ
people finished the wine. When Harold offered to walk Winnie back to her room, she placed her arm around his shoulders and started babbling, âIf not for the fact that I donât like having an ambiguous relationship with my boss, I would have kept you to myself. Youâre young and good-looking, after all.
Sadly, youâre my boss. Remember to take Chris with you tomorrow, okay? You got it? I want him. I want him to act like a simp toward me. Do you understand?ââYes, donât worry. Itâs just Chris. Even if you want ten men like him, Iâll bring them to you.âIn his âdrunkenâ state, Chris started to probe, âBy the way, where did you place the formulation? Youâve been staying with Chris these past two days. Could it be in his room? Should I ask someone to go get it?âWinnie giggled and stared at Harold with dazed eyes.
âYou big bosses are so mean, always trying to trick your subordinates. Do you think I can show you the formulation? How will I survive if you know where it is? Let me be honest with you, Harold.âWinnie pointed at her own head and continued, âItâs in my head. No one else can see it, except for me. My income and my life depend on it.ââHahaha! I was just asking. Iâm more talkative when Iâm drunk, so donât overthink it,â Harold voiced pretentiously.Seeing that he couldnât get any useful information out of Winnie, he quickened his pace and brought her into a room.In fear that he might suddenly decide to stay with her, Winnie broke free from him right away and ran into the bathroom to vomit.She only stopped retching when she heard him walk away.However, she knew that there must be at least one person left behind to watch her.She pretended to vomit for some more time before stumbling out of the room.Indeed, a man was standing guard outside the door.Upon seeing Winnie come out, he stood in her way and questioned, âMs. Vivian, where are you going at such a late hour?âWinnie kept up her act and leaned in to examine the manâs face. âWho are you? I want Chris. Donât block my way. Get lost!ââMs. Vivian, itâs very late already. Please donât wander around. If you want to see Chris, we will arrange that tomorrow morning.ââWho are you to have a say in when I can see the person I want to see? Tell Harold to come here. Iâll speak to him myself!ââMs. Vivian, please donât do this.ââWhat did I do?â Winnie snatched the manâs phone from his pocket and demanded, âCall Harold. Call him right now! I want to see if anyone from the Horton family dares to stop me!âLeft with no choice, the man dialed Haroldâs number.On the other end of the line, Harold sounded as sober as ever. âLet her go but make sure to protect her. Donât let Chris hurt her!âSoon, Winnie arrived at Christopherâs place with the man.Without further ado, she started rapping at the door. Christopher opened it in no time, but when he saw Winnie, he immediately slammed the door shut.âWhat are you doing? How dare you shut the door in my face!â Enraged, Winnie started kicking the door nonstop.However, it seemed like Christopher had no plans to pay her any mind.After kicking the door a dozen times or so, Winnie turned around in annoyance and ordered, âMake him open the door. Tell him Mr. Horton has given him to me, so he better be obedient! Otherwise, Mr. Horton wonât be able to see any goods tomorrow.âFaced with her threats, the man hurriedly obeyed her.Since Christopher wouldnât come out, the man talked to him over the phone instead.It was only after a long persuasion that Christopher finally opened the door.Winnie took the chance and squeezed herself through the gap nimbly.âHa!â She grabbed Christopherâs collar drunkenly. âThink you can escape from me? What do you take me for?âThen, she pushed him into the room.After entering, she purposefully made a commotion by bumping into the furniture and yelling some nonsense. It was to fool the man standing guard outside.After a while, the two started to communicate by typing on their phones.Winnie typed: He believed me as he has never heard of Big Black Bear, so that identity is flawless. He wants to see the goods tomorrow, so heâll probably bring me to the laboratory. I specifically asked him to bring you along.Christopher wrote: Theyâll definitely blindfold us on our way there. This area is quite complicated, and I know that they always take different routes to the factory. I donât know which way theyâll go this time. Do you think you can remember the route?Winnie replied: I have a way. Give me some condoms.Christopher: Condoms?Winnie: Yes.
Condoms. Donât tell me you donât have any.Christopher: I didnât have any at first, but I specially prepared some for your arrival.âHuh?â Winnie couldnât help but question out loud.Christopher hurriedly typed on the phone: Donât misunderstand me. I just want to make sure our act is flawless.Only then did Winnie nod.Soon, Christopher handed the condoms to Winnie.After hiding them, Winnie once again began to curse loudly.âYou ingrate! I can easily have any man I want. Itâs your honor to have me come looking for you! Do you think youâre so incredible? What a fool! Listen carefully. The more you f*cking resist, the more I will force you. Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and every day in the future, you will have to serve me until I get sick of you!ââYouâre disgusting!â Christopher retorted. âI pity you, you pathetic worm!ââWhat did you say? Say that again!âWinnie threw some more insults at Christopher before looking apologetically at the wound on his head.âDoes it still hurt? Iâm sorry, I hit you a bit too hard,â she uttered softly.Christopher shook his head and replied in a low voice, âItâs fine. You did very well. According to the progression of our story now, you should slap me. Come on. Be careful not to hurt your own hand.âWinnie smiled faintly. âI canât believe youâre still concerned about my well-being under such circumstances.âAs she said that, she landed a slap on Christopherâs face before furiously swinging the door open.The man outside had been listening to what was happening in the room all this time.To him, it sounded like Vivian kept on forcing Christopher, who wouldnât give in no matter what.He wasnât sure who gave who a slap in the end either.However, the moment Winnie opened the door, he saw that it was Christopher who had been hit.Winnieâs face looked perfectly fine, while Christopherâs cheek was now adorned with a handprint. Moreover, the latter looked incensed with his clenched fists and the veins popping out on his forehead.The man hurriedly brought Winnie back and told Harold about everything that transpired.Harold knew that Christopher was a prideful man, so he did not doubt the storyâs legitimacy.The next morning, Winnie asked for bread and honey for breakfast.She poured the honey into the condom she got from Christopher and pricked a few holes in it. Then, she tied its other end and hid it in her clothes.After breakfast, Winnie was brought to the courtyard, where Harold was already waiting for her.Soon, she would be able to visit the laboratory and meet Professor White.