“Thank you for arranging a time to meet me.” Sebastian and Mikhail were inside a VIP room in a Japanese restaurant. None of them were fans of Japanese food. And that’s more the reason why they chose this place. Because they don’t want to enjoy eating lunch together. “I really wanted to meet you again and curse at you once more,” Sebastian added, glaring at Agatha’s ex-fiance. Mikhail took a sip of his tea. His elegant movements showcased his status as the only heir of the Hamington group. Whereas on the other side, Sebastian, who was the heir of Hopkins corporation, was wearing a plain shirt and ripped pants. Despite the difference between their outfits, they are in the same league. “Since we haven’t enjoyed each other’s company since day one, I will make this quick,” Mikhail said. “Are you really dating Agatha?” Sebastian chuckled sardonically. “F*cking assh*le. After abandoning Agatha, you have the least right to ask that question. Okay, let’s make it quick.” Sebastia
Agatha’s POV “The new professor is really good. I learned a lot from his lesson. Literature bores me a lot. But he discussed it well. I am so glad he came.” Sebastian spouted praises toward our new Professor. If he knows who that guy is, he will regret complimenting him, I swear. “Oh right, about the field trip, are you going to come?” I stopped walking, and so did Sebastian. Lawrence is a good teacher, I admitted that. But I really could not understand why we need to go on a field trip when we were so busy reviewing for the board exams. ‘Is he nuts?’ I think there’s no point asking the obvious question. “My Auntie won’t allow me to come, I guess,” I said as an excuse. “Do you want me to persuade her?” “No. Just let it be. I don’t like going in trip by the way.” “Really? But I heard that the professor would sign a recommendation letter for us if we come to this field trip.” “WHAT?!” That f*cking rich b*stard. He really knew how to lure me. “If you have a prof
Third Person’s POV It will be a four-day field trip. Working as a maid, Agatha knew it was impossible for her boss to allow her to go. More than that, Agatha and Lanceil hadn’t met again after the night she confessed. Lanceil was busy at work again – a reality that would not change. “Hey.” Agatha looked at Vincent. When was the last time she saw him? When he was searching for the orange juice Agatha drank accidentally. Vincent hardly comes because he stayed at his friend’s apartment. “You came back from the review center?” he asked. “I did.” “You’re late.” “I always come back late. That is my schedule.” “Wasn’t it hard? Working and studying at the same time?” Agatha scowled. Why is he being so kind these past few days? “It is hard. So, if you may excuse me. I wanted to go in my room and rest.” “Wait.” “What?” “Were you the one who stored orange juice in the fridge?” ‘That’s why he’s kind. He was thankful,’ having these thoughts, Agatha answered, “Yeah. I
“I w-was joking. You told me that it was big!” “What’s big?” Vincent and Agatha’s hearts fell out of their chests as they turned around to Lanceil, who had just come back from work. “What are you guys talking about?” Lanceil interrogated. The two unconsciously looked at the thing that they were talking about. It is located at the lower part of Lanceil’s body. “What’s big?” he asked again. Vincent and Agatha diverted their eyes back to Lanceil’s face in unison. It’ll be a major problem if Lanceil finds out that they were talking about his thing. Therefore, Agatha thought of an excuse. “W-We were talking about what to eat for breakfast tomorrow. Vincent said he wanted a big sausage.” “Sausage?” Lanceil asked. And it sank into her mind; that the excuse she made was ridiculous. Vincent quickly turned around and covered his mouth. He wanted to laugh so badly, but he needed to suppress it. On the other side, Agatha would like to disappear into thin air. “Then go ahead and h
Third Person’s POV“These are the people who benefited from your father’s death.” Sebastian showed the list of people who worked with Agatha’s father in the past. The two of them were inside a cat café, investigating Agatha’s father’s possible murder case. “If we tried to analyze each of them, we might find a clue to see who is most likely the suspect,” Sebastian narrowed. Agatha studied the lists of names along with the pictures of them. Among them, she recognized Mikhail’s father. “Mikhail’s dad?” she asked, pointing at the picture. “Ahhh, y-yeah,” Sebastian said, then he drank his bubble tea. “He was your father ex-partner, so I included him to the lists.” Agatha tilted her head. It was grueling to imagine that her ex-fiance’s father would kill her father, so she excluded him right away. “Thanks for always helping me, Sebastian,” she thanked. “You talked as if I am a stranger. Helping you is the most natural thing to do. I appreciate your ‘Thank you’, but hey, you don’t nee
Third Person’s POVThe first day of the field trip. When Agatha hopped onto the bus, her groupmates were already there. She was the last one to arrive in fact. Agatha looked around the bus to see who came and who did not. Unfortunately, her ex-fiance was present. ‘He’s really annoying,’ Agatha thought, rolling her eyes until she saw Sebastian at the end of her gaze. “Here! Agatha! I reserved you a seat!” Sebastian said while waving his hand. Right now, he looks like an excited kid who is looking forward to the trip. His appearance was a breath of fresh air for Agatha. She’s so glad Sebastian attends the same Review School. Carrying her backpack, Agatha sat next to Sebastian. “Do you want to sit next to the window?” Sebastian offered as he knew that Agatha has trouble riding on a bus. “You sure?” Agatha asked. “Sure. I’m fine. Let’s exchange seats.”“Thanks.” She sat next to the window and looked at Sebastian’s backpack. “Dude, what did you bring? Are you finally thinking of
“Who made this proposal?” Brett Holmes, the Chairman of Holmes Finance Corporation, asked everyone in the meeting hall. “Who made this proposal again?” he repeated. His expression, which seemed like a glass of water, was hard to decipher.He’s smiling, and his voice sounded like he can forgive anyone who had committed a big crime. But for quick-witted people, they could tell what was on Brett’s mind. DESTRUCTION. “Miss Nathalie,” Brett called out.Nathalie tensed up. “Y-Yes, Sir?”“Tell me who made this proposal. This isn’t a question.”He showed the folder in his hand, waiting for Nathalie’s reply.Nathalie then looked at the man responsible for making the document. The man hid well behind the person sitting beside him as if he was clearly warning Nathalie not to bring his name and take the blame in his stead.However, working years under Brett, Nathalie knew that it is impossible to fool their boss. She, therefore, decided to tell the truth. “It is Director Gastvo’s idea, Sir.”Gas
The first day of the field trip almost ended. At night, they gathered at the camping site and finally met their professor, who was very late. “It’s a good thing that many attended the field trip. It was a nice experience, right?” Lawrence asked them. “Yes, Sir!” Everyone answered, except Agatha. Although Lawrence looked like a professional professor, in Agatha’s eyes, he would remain the annoying rich man who kept on chasing after her like an idiot. “I really hope EVERYONE enjoyed it,” Lawrence mumbled before his eyes went to Agatha. Sebastian, who was standing next to Agatha, thought that Lawrence was looking at him. He smiled, but the beam disappeared when he noticed that Lawrence’s gaze wasn’t for him but for Agatha. He looked alternately at his best friend and the professor. When he looked back at Lawrence, he wasn’t looking anymore. ‘Was it just my odd intuition? They looked like they knew each other,’ Sebastian thought alone. He didn’t hear what Lawrence was saying as he