Chapter 403

403 7.27 – How Many Kids Do You Have? – War Of The Wickeds

Lu Kai went to wash his hands then picked up his phone from his coat pockets to dial a specific number, “He woke up. His condition stabilised... No, there won’t be any side effects.”

“En,” Just before Damon could get into a ruthless clash with Silvia LeClére, he stopped at his steps in midair and teleported back into Riley’s ward. He didn’t know why he asked for Nathaniel’s assistance, but he had an inkling that the school president would be among those who could help Riley.

Damon’s eyes didn’t move from Riley for even a second. He was too nervous to confess and make a wrong impression on his little devil, “H-how do you feel?”

Riley noticed Damon’s burning stares but continued to ignore him as if saying he had no interest in two-timing men, “Better. Where is Elera?”

Damon stood stiffly in place, “She...” He forgot he left her with Silvia LeClére and Earl Fester, “...She is on her way back, I assume she will arrive in no time.”

“Hm~,” Riley nodded with a nonchalant attitude, “I’ll wait until she appears then. You may go, I won’t be delaying your date with your fiance any longer.”

“Fiance?” Damon’s sapphire black pupils glared at Zikiel with intense scorn, “What are you doing here? I’ve told you to never appear before my eyes again!” The atmosphere around him turned cold and mysterious, sending chills up everyone’s spine.

Lu Kai turned his head in Ziek’s direction, recollecting the earlier words about not acting like a proper male lead, ‘Wifey might wake up in a while. Do you think what I think?’

‘You bet,’ Zikiel immediately marched out of the hospital at his top speed, followed by Nathaniel Hauxley. After they made sure that the events wouldn’t stray too much from the book’s plotline and its ‘future telling’ credibility, nothing was holding them back from fleeing the scene.

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Both used a shortcut to behave in accordance with their characters in the world plot, creating a huge misunderstanding. On the outside, it looked like Zikiel was too heartbroken to see the love of his life fall in love with someone else, and Nathaniel ran after him as if ready to comfort him.

In reality, Lu Kai and Ziek had already left their bodies and let Baby Shiro and Kuro take control of them. It was alright to make Riley and Victor think they have an upper hand but not at the cost of allowing them to stalk his wife as they pleased.

Strangely enough, nobody was against the idea that popped up in their minds. Inside the book, Zikiel was like a little puppy that craved Damon’s attention and was never seen to act hostile. Riley and Elera felt a bit bad that history might repeat itself.

Having Nathaniel chase after Zikiel made Riley smile in relaxation. The male lead found a new target, and it seemed he preferred types that would awaken his protective instincts like Zikiel, which Riley and Silvia no longer provided. The Nathaniel Hauxley in his eyes didn’t seem as odd as before.

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Victor took one passive stance after another, no longer allowing himself to fall under Riley’s allure. Somehow he was getting bored of this cat and mouse play and didn’t feel like getting in between those two ‘fabulous’ beings right now.

If Riley thought of forsaking him, Victor could do the same and worse. It would take more for him to start getting jealous, you know? Finding himself lost in his thoughts, he stood up from his seat and left the hospital.

Wandering around the city, Victor paused before a hair salon. It was located in a deserted alley, and without a single customer, it looked abandoned; as if at any moment it would declare bankruptcy. Not giving it any further thought, he reached the restaurant at the end of the valley.

Even from the outside, Victor could spot a very familiar person. Sitting by the windows, she was reading a magazine.

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A few moments ago...

Within a certain restaurant, one could witness a scene of a waitress, kneeling before a dropped trail of dishes, her hands were shaking from the presence of the silent pair in front of her.

Dai An and Ru Quan wanted to visit the first restaurant their self-driving car would stumble upon, but because it ended up being a family dining with not a single free seat, they decided to visit the most abandoned restaurant in the city instead.

Holding Ru Quan’s hand with her left hand, Dai An clutched the strap of her bubble-gum pink handbag with her right hand, looking down at the outfit Bing Shi found time to pick for herself – it was a childish-looking denim overall with a striped blue T-Shirt, a straw hat holding her ginger wig in place, “Who is she? She seems to know you.”

“...My daughter,” answered Ru Quan. She was Earl Fester’s abandoned beta daughter, one among the many victims of the Fester family.

The girl on the floor didn’t expect he would know her identity, “N-no...”

The voices at the back of Ru Quan’s mind laughed at his misfortune. ‘You look like a fucking pedophile.’ Ziek was the only one who gave at least two shits about his looks, ‘I’m fucking embarrassed to have the same surname as you.’

Standing next to Silvia LeClére, Earl Fester looked like a man with dubious kinks, someone who would take advantage of a young girl. In reality, both were so old they could be considered everyone’s ancestors.

Dai An was a bit stunned by the revelation, “How many kids do you have?”

Holding her shoulders, Ru Quan seated her by the window, making her relax a bit before he could throw the upcoming bomb at her, “Ten-”

Dai An dropped her head on the table, his hand catching her forehead in time.

She didn’t even give him time to finish what he wanted to say, “They are all dead except this one.” The previous Earl Fester killed them as soon as they were born, “Her mother sacrificed herself to save her life.”

Unable to hold it in anymore, Earl Fester’s daughter let out a miserable cry when he mentioned her mother. She couldn’t move her body to run away from the sheer fear and was slowly accepting the fact that she was going to die today.

Dai An opened her mouth into a slight O, “You’ve almost got me at the first part.”

The ‘Ten’ part.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om