My Little Devil's

Two Personality

The unreadable gaze of the brown bead pierced directly into the heart of a man with thick-looking eye bags and vulnerable wrinkled skin. His twilight desire looked pitiful with a blank look that was like he had no thoughts in mind.

"D..She's..."

He continued to mutter in a state of chaos. If you look at the glasses of the world, this figure is not the Mighty Stud who used to bear a yellow badge on the shoulders and hats of officers of this country.

"D..She's.."

"Sorry, Sir! She has indeed been like this for a long time," said a middle-aged woman who was standing behind her chair.

Maxwell. The man was still quietly sitting before this figure with his eyes unblinking quietly seeing if this was really his person? Early on in he was a bit in disbelief but now it's a little bit clearer.

"When was he in this hospital?" tanta Jirome to Nurse Aunnet who was silent for a moment.

He seemed to sigh deeply like this story was quite heavy coming out of his mouth.

"I don't know how he got in here. But, according to the family report who drove him. He's got a psychic disorder and keeps daydreaming and sometimes he can scream alone."

"Have things improved?" jirome asked not to take his eyes off General Baxter who was no longer the same as the photo provided by Jack.

His once gallant body was now shrunk like Wood under the scorching sun. To what extent the heat burned to the point it was no longer helped.

"The more the day it deteriorates. We can only calm him down with drugs and all sorts of medical alternatives, that's all we can do."

"D..Her.. P.knife ..There's.. Yeah."

Racau Baxter was like frightened looking at all sides. In addition, the presence of Maxwell who threatened him made Baxter had to bend in His Chair.

"P..Knives. d. he's.."

Maxwell was watching everything. This man seemed to be on the lookout for something coming at him. A gust of wind that was sometimes strong moved some items made him immediately scream with a face so pale.

"B..Nope.. I wasn't.. No!!"

"Master! He could no longer be outside of His Ward" muttered Nurse Aunnet who held Baxter's shoulder to avoid rebelling.

Maxwell was silent. He took out his Cell Phone and searched for a little Evelyne Photo in his Cell Phone Gallery. When he had chosen a clear and precise photo, Maxwell showed it to Baxter.

Baxter's eyes were wide open to see a boy laughing wide with red gums looking fresh holding a water gun that was pointing towards the crowd.

"openaann!!! Not me!!! Openup!!"

His hysterics stood up roughly and then docked to the wall of this room. He shook his head with almost blue lips and continued squeezing his head trying not to look at it.

"B..Nope. I wasn't.. Aperture.."

"T..Master!" murmured Nurse Aunnet when the state of Baxter looks worse when the photo was shown. He was scared and very scared.

"J..Keep him away from me!! I.I beg you, not me!!! Openup!!"

"alright. I think this is enough," murmured Nurse Aunnet to please pull Baxter back to persuade him to return to Ward.

His cry was still heard and would not pass beside Maxwell who was just silently staring at the little Evelyne Photo. Jirome was confused as to what to say now.

"Master! He's like he's haunted by something. Obviously he was involved but there must have been something that made him up to that much fear."

Jirome stared at Maxwell's phone screen. He felt impossible and impossible child as funny and beautiful as this to scare the adults.

"There's no way our little Leen could be a monster, right?"

"You think?" maxwell asked, making Jirome swallow. He found it difficult to determine the answer because he was afraid Maxwell was angry with him.

"T..The master! Hunter was digging up information from his father who was in a far enough area, it would likely be a very long time to get there."

"Do you believe in multiple personalities?"

Jirome was silent but she immediately nodded. He obviously believed it was because it had happened.

"It was only possessed by a mental disorder. Master!"

"Do you think it's a distraction?"

Jirome swallowed heavily. His hair bristled to see Maxwell's expression cool down. What exactly does this man want to say? He asked but also disagreed with my answer.

"A. could be. The master! Someone who has a dual personality will be considered a Monster because it has two souls and characters."

"Did the world accept it?"

Hearing that Jirome was increasingly in disgust. Maxwell could have asked this much detail, but never before.

"M..Maybe not."

"Why?" maxwell muttered Evelyne's adorable face from the surface of this screen. No one will think behind this beautiful and innocent visual store a terrible creature.

"They like to change. Humans consider it a frightening specter. Master!"

"really?" maxwell murmured like he couldn't take it.

Jirome's mind no longer spoke. He just let Maxwell sit with a thought that went where he couldn't guess.

Long Maxwell was silent until his phone rang. Jack's name was there until Maxwell picked him up.

"Hm!"

"Master! I've sent you some data on the woman's relatives. Everything's gone but no one knows what they died of?!"

"Examine it to the end!"

"good. Master!"

Maxwell turned off the connection and took a deep breath. The issue is more complicated than the weapons break-ins in His Territory just yet and the mystery of the infamous Artist Suicide Trial in the Country.

"Master! Are you gonna tell that woman about Baxter?"

"Not now! He's a bomb that can explode at any time" Maxwell murmured unwilling to make things worse. Evelyne will only make him dizzy with arrogant behavior and new temperament this time there can rival him.

Talking about tempramental can now be tested with certainty. The arrival of Violet to the Company these nights made the members on guard quite confused especially Gregor and Yello who had just arrived.

"Where's Maxwell?"

His question was carrying an envelope containing a letter that only he knew. His face was riled up and not very good.

"Where is Master Muu? Where's diaa??"

"Master's not here. Go!" firmly Gregor blocking at Company Fence. He did not let Violet set foot here according to His Master's orders.

"No! He definitely doesn't want to see me!! He's still inside!!!"

"Miss! Don't get yourself in trouble," said Yello, not liking the commotion on a night this late.

But Violet was already so fucked up. He did not want to part with Maxwell who had signed their divorce papers but he would never do that.

"Bowwow!!! Maxweelll let me masuuuk!!"

His screams had completely lost their self-esteem. His tears kept flowing with an attempt to break through the fence in vain.

"Maxweell!!! Dear I beg you!!! I beg you to give me the fineness!!"

Violet's loud voice could be heard in Evelyne's ears that were pensive downstairs. He who was once very tired of fighting with himself grew boiling with the commotion ahead.

"Maxweeels!! I..I love you so much!! Give me a chance. I'm mohooon!!"

"Syall!"

Evelyne immediately got up from his seat with the same situation. He did not change his clothes or take a shower to remove the fishy aroma was not at all.

His gray eyes pierced through the Company's glassy blemishes and captured this disgusting voice from the source of one's despair.

Hearing his inner cry Evelyne was greatly comforted. He likes it and flowers.

"He sings melodiously," Evelyne muttered with a demonic grin out of the Company.

The path was so mysterious and resolute as to want to take someone's life. Found Evelyne's whereabouts walking unsteadily in this direction the members who had witnessed the servant immediately shuddered.

"It's bad. We can't control it unless there's a master."

"Take this woman away!"

Nervously they all dragged Violet back into her Car. Seeing that the look on Evelyne's face immediately froze like she did not like her toy snatched away.

"Maxweeelll!!! L'm.. I don't approve of this!!!"

"Get in or you'll be sorry," Yello presses Violet into the car while Evelyne surprises them for being behind the Fence.

His gaze was so cold and so cruel that they had to be on their guard.

"Where?"

It is like meeting Satan in the middle of the night. He slightly tilted his head at Violet who also gasped at the sight of a woman standing on a shirt splattered with dried blood.

"K..kau..kid you who?? Why is it here??"

Evelyne mute her silenced pitcher capable of making the soul shudder. A second later the corner of her lips was interested to see if Violet was not as beautiful as it could lean on her Prince Idiot.

"You who? Haa!! Where's Husband?"

Hearing that word Evelyne's face instantly turned cold. Her nails felt so hot that they wanted to tear this woman's mouth apart.

"Your throat must hurt, right?" evelyne's evil smile immediately shot towards Violet who screamed loudly when Evelyne's sharp nails were ready to claw her face.

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