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He was already past the point of thinking that he had become a villainous man. Sofony Mendez, now Sofony Silver, was correct. It seemed as long as one was related to the immoral system, one way or another, he would surely fall into darkness.
Sofia Mendoza, his colleague and co-host, was also correct. While falling into the abyss, he indeed used the industry as his landing point, doing things unimaginably daring for the former him who probably would not even consider hurting a rat.
'No used thinking about it now.'
An amused chuckle escaped out of his lips as he beheld Sofia's disappointed expression after they came out of the office. The energetically murderous woman turned very listless due to her expectations being betrayed.
"I should have known, I was only asked to come, not to meet," the vexatious woman murmured, voice trailing off gently and sorrowfully in the air.
Chris snorted. He could already guess what this hopeless actress thought of when she excitedly yet nervously barged into the room earlier. The sight had been honestly embarra.s.sing, especially how she reacted like a woman having hypertension when they learned that the Silver princess only left a message to her a.s.sistant, a previously prized secretary of Gio Albarez.
This was why people should not always get ahead of themselves, a.s.suming and expecting. The disappointment that they would feel later would be tripled that of their initial excitement.
With a face showing he doesn't care, he replied to it.
'If you're planning to charge me, I'm warning you now. I didn't ask for you to kindly comment that.'
As he walked down the hallway leading to where the elevator was, a familiar soft voice came from behind him. He didn't need to turn around to know who it was.
"Are you going to taking up the offer?"
After remembering what had been discussed within the luxurious and s.p.a.cious office hall, he immediately replied, "No."
Alessa walked faster in order to be beside him. "Oh. I thought you'd be partnering up with her to be the MC of the Olympics which is rarely hosted in Country F. It's quite the big event. Why are you wasting it away?"
"Feel like it."
"...Do you know how many of our colleagues and other people out there hoping to be in your place will beat you up for answering like this?"
"Do I need to know?"
"Nevermind. You're as boring as h.e.l.l. Why do you even have tons of fans?"
"Beats me, maybe because they're brainless."
When the woman recalled the many die-hard zombie-like fans of this person shouting and fangirling crazily in his signing events or any events and film premieres, even though she wanted to sympathize with them and tell something in retort, she just suddenly couldn't find the right words to say.
The description was quite harsh, yet on point...
Brainless...
"..."
'Must be hard liking this kind of person. Who raised him to be this heartless and multi-faceted? So pa.s.sionate and good-looking when acting or doing his job, but hateful and a b.a.s.t.a.r.d, please excuse my term, when no longer in front of a camera and the audience. It's just so frustrating.'
'He's been like this since the first day. How come he didn't die of ambush or homicide yet?'
'Okay, Alessa, don't be bad. No one, no matter how hateful and vile deserves to die.'
'...Maybe only this guy.'
When the two of them reached the parking lot, intending to leave for their own scheduled appointments, Alessa raised up a hesitant countenance. Before he got into his own car though, she hastily opened her mouth, braving to ask.
"Hey, would you mind if I drop by your house later this afternoon?"
She was met by his raised brow and frowning face. Without him saying, she knew he was demanding a reason.
Thus, she laughed to hide her nervousness. "I'll be free from anything from 5 pm onward. I thought I might as well spend some time with my great friend since it's been a while since we last hang out."
"Is there a new one you want me to investigate for you? Who's the sc.u.mbag this time? Must be an investor?"
Alessa had to trot in her killer heels in order to stop the closing door next to the driver's seat. With her hand pus.h.i.+ng it to the side, she popped her head in, almost having her forehead b.u.mped into his nose.
"Wait a second. You still haven't answered me."
"Just say who." He replied in a flat tone. "Hurry up. Then leave. I don't want to be caught in any bothersome rumors with you."
Alessa wryly smiled, thinking to herself, what super paparazzi could even slip past his notice? And does she always have to bring up suspicious and evil people just to have him talk to her?
"I don't have the list with me, so I have to drop by to your house."
"...Just have your a.s.sistants email it to me."
'I have to make excuses again?'
She took a deep breath, her hazel eyes seriously peering into his brown ones. "My a.s.sistants are not with me if you noticed. Remember? Diaz and Aura just got married. They're both on honeymoon. So I will just go."
"You be the one to email it then."
For a couple of moments, Alessa went silent. Within her mind, she had almost murdered this heartless and slow guy a million times.
Does he not want to see her again that much? What would she email? She planned to do a search of whom to victimize while on her way to his home!
Not resigned to fate, she looked at him in the eyes and said, "...I'll bring food if that what is bothering you. And the advance payment too."
And then without waiting for him to respond, she closed the car door with a bang. The impact of her anger shook the vehicle a bit, alongside the guy inside it whose face badly darkened.
As she dialed the number of her driver, she begrudgingly scolded herself.
'I'm suffering so much, having to be bold and shameless when I'm supposed to be a lady raised to be gentle and refined in my boudoir. How the heck did I fall this hard? And why for this heartless always-depressed guy?'
'd.a.m.n, I think I have to find an ophthalmologist who specialized in treating blindness.'
The fingers tapping on the screen of numbers were a lot forceful and furious than usual, reflecting the tumultuous waves and thunderous beating inside her chest.
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