What Happened 2

What Happened 2
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Vie takes on a new person to be hired under the auspices of his family. The word take seems less precise, more appropriate to say that the girl carried out a kidnapping in broad daylight. Because of what, because he only had the person follow him after asking this and that. He did not explain what the person concerned he brought, he was only silent during the trip. Vie just said not to be nervous and relax, but words like that even added nervousness to the man in front of him.


Once there, the man who was kidnapped without knowing for anything was given a room. The room was too luxurious just for an ordinary man like himself. Not to mention the excessive room decoration and too many rare items that are used as displays. But the man chose to enjoy what he was given, he could observe things he would never see for the rest of his life if he did not come here. It has been a very valuable experience for him who works as a street writer.


Let's leave the writer's man behind, we turn to the wicked woman of the century. The girl is seen writing a short message and telling the waiter to deliver the message to her father. Of course it's not the villainous role of his name if no threat comes out of him. He threatened to eliminate and make the waiter could only see the dark color for the rest of his life if he dared to peek at the contents of the message he was sending. Of course the servant immediately denied, he would not recklessly do such a foolish thing even if not threatened. Vie didn't care, the girl told the waiter to move quickly. While she chose to close her eyes, she only sent a message to her father, not asking for approval. After all, what he wanted would always be fulfilled no matter how.


"Time to rest!" said the girl laid her body on the bed. "Let's see, what crime is the key word to return? How much crime is necessary if it is?" Vie fell asleep after muttering alone.


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It had been two days that the man Vie had brought stayed in this residence without knowing what he should do. His daily activities were just eating, sleeping, looking out the window, without daring to speak a single word. The man also did not dare to ask what was the reason the young girl who was famous as the goddess of evil brought and let herself stay here.


The various bad thoughts were clearly wandering around without him being able to control in his brain, but there was none that he knew exactly which was the real reason he was here. Once when he walked to the park, he thought it was possible that he would disappear without being noticed by someone and end up becoming fertilizer from the many plants in the park that he had just passed. There is also a thought about how he was drowned in the vast lake that he said was behind this mansion. Or he could be tortured and locked up for the rest of his life in the basement. But no matter how hard he thought, he was more astonished by the attitude of the servants who often came to his room. They treat themselves very, very politely, asking about what he needs or if there are things he wants, such as desserts or various types of drinks.


Although still vigilant, but the man inevitably remains lulled by the luxury given to him that is not from the people.


"Sir, our lady asked if you would like to eat with her?" said a servant who had been standing by the man's side ever since.


The young man coughed violently at the speech just now, he was too shocked by it. "Yes?" he said it was still coughing.


The waiter smiled faintly, there was no condescending or upset look from his facial expression. "Our lady asked if you would like to eat with her, sir?" he said repeating the same question again.


"Master?" call the waiter after waiting long enough for an answer from this nonanya guest.


The man gasped in shock, he forgot time just from being busy wondering and fearing himself. "Alright, I will fulfill Miss Embross' invitation to eat together," the man said after gathering some courage. What happened, then it happened. He was not taught to run from problems by his mother and late father. If for the safety of his family, he was even willing to apologize and prostrate even though he made no mistake at all. Yes, he can do anything to survive and continue to support his sister. Of course on condition that the thing he did did not violate any norms at all.


"Then, you need to prepare from now on!" said the waiter. The waiter clapped his hands three times, several other servants walked into the room and lined up neatly. "Please cooperate, sir!" the waiter said that they should start playing their hands quickly, choosing suitable men's clothes and accessories. The man who was made into a guinea pig, could only stand still in confusion. Should they prepare like this, they will eat where.


Time passed, finally the young man slipped from the hell that was so exhausting for him. "Please, have a good time, sir," said the waiter who escorted him to the dining room upstairs. The man circulated his gaze, the scenery here was very beautiful. Why did he just see this kind of inspiration at this moment. Drifting in the beauty of nature, the man did not realize that Vie was already in front of him.


"Like what you see?" ask the girl while holding her drinking glass.


"Sorry, miss. I've been disrespectful!" the man said sincerely apologizing.


"What's wrong, I like it when you like the place I choose," Vie replied with a faint smile. "That means my choice was not wrong" he continued, quite proud of it.


"Let's eat, then we'll talk business afterwards" continued Vie, seeing the man in front of him nervous and uncomfortable. He didn't care about it, there were already many people with the same response he had encountered during the time he had entered this body, either because of the mental strength of this evil woman, either, or because he created this character, he felt he could play well, even as well as the original character.


"Good meal, miss!" the author starts eating. He doesn't know what kind of business they're going to go into, hopefully it won't be difficult at all.