Chapter 726
Someone in thement section wrote: The guy on the left is so handsome! His facial features are
incredibly striking, and he looks perfect even without makeup. I bet he looks dashing when he dresses
up in men’s clothing!
Nico couldn’t help but let out a smug little huff when he saw that.
That’s for sure! Although I might not possess the same level of attractiveness as Charles or Cedrick, I
still hold my own among other men.
Anotherment sprung up: Wow, you guys, take a look! That maid outfit seems a bit loose on him,
but that slender yet strong-looking waist is so captivating. I’m totally smitten!
Nico’s ears turned a little pink. Of course, my strong waist is not to be underestimated. Anyone who’s
lucky enough to have me is truly blessed!
Anothermenter wrote: He seems so innocent and pure, with a perfect submissive look.
Nico’s eyes widened. What the h*ll? What in the world do you mean by “submissive”? There’s
something wrong with your eyesight! I’m a domineering man through and through, all right!
The rest of thements were all filled with whimsical descriptions and romantic fantasies about his
physique.
However, among those ten thousandments, the majority of them were actually focused on
discussing Charles.
After all, Charles indeed looked stunning in women’s attire, with his natural beauty shining through
despite wearing no makeup. epting the reality, Nico conceded that he was no match for Charles
and had no desire to challenge thetter in that aspect.
Havingposed himself, Nico continued to clean theboratory restroom, all while suppressing his
frustrations and grievances. With a heavy heart, he carried on, fulfilling his duties diligently and without
comint.
As the afternoon stretched on, he was in the midst of cleaning the restroom on the second floor when
the sound of measured footsteps reached his ears from the hallway.
Still, he remained unperturbed and focused on his cleaning task.
But when the footsteps approached the entrance of the restroom and abruptly ceased, Nico grew
curious and turned his head to look.
What came into his view was Cedrick—donned in a dark green military uniform—leaning against the
doorframe, calmly observing him.
“Cameras have the power to touch up and enhance appearances, and the Inte tends to exaggerate
things. The way they rave about your and Charles’ crossdressing, you’d think it’s something beyond
belief. However, now that I see it with my own eyes, it’s not as extraordinary as they im,” Cedrick
remarked with his arms crossed.
Nico’s voice was tinged with a touch of resentment as he replied, “So, did youe here just to
witness me in women’s clothing and mock me?”
Cedrick chuckledzily. “I’m not that bored to seek amusement at your expense. I need you to go on an
urgent mission with me. We’ll be leaving in an hour, so go change out of those clothes and follow me.
I’ve brought a military uniform for you. Hurry up.”
As he spoke, he handed arge bag over to Nico.
Thetter was beyond ecstatic. “You have no idea how happy I am to hear that! You’re truly my savior,
Cedrick!”
Cedrick arched a brow. “Well, don’t get too excited. Let’s not forget your task at hand. You’ll still be
cleaning the toilets for a whole month. Tomorrow, you’ll have to wear this outfit on duty again.”
“Huh?” Nico eximed in disbelief.
Do I really have to wear this every single day for the rest of the month?
He initially thought that was already the worst news he could receive, but Cedrick’s next words only
served to push him further to the brink of despair, making him contemte bidding farewell to this
beautiful world.
Somaona in thamant saction wrota: Tha guy on thaft is so handsoma! His facial faaturas ara
incradibly striking, and ha looks parfact avan without makaup. I bat ha looks dashing whan ha drassas
up in man’s clothing!
Nico couldn’t halp butt out a smug lit huff whan ha saw that.
That’s for sura! Although I might not possass tha samaval of attractivanass as Chas or Cadrick, I
still hold my own among othar man.
Anotharmant sprung up: Wow, you guys, taka a look! That maid outfit saams a bit loosa on him,
but that ndar yat strong-looking waist is so captivating. I’m totally smittan!
Nico’s aars turnad a lit pink. Of coursa, my strong waist is not to ba undarastimatad. Anyona who’s
lucky anough to hava ma is truly ssad!
Anotharmantar wrota: Ha saams so innocant and pura, with a parfact submissiva look.
Nico’s ayas widanad. What tha h*ll? What in tha world do you maan by “submissiva”? Thara’s
somathing wrong with your ayasight! I’m a dominaaring man through and through, all right!
Tha rast of thamants wara all fid with whimsical dascriptions and romantic fantasias about his
physiqua.
Howavar, among thosa tan thousandmants, tha majority of tham wara actually focusad on
discussing Chas.
Aftar all, Chas indaad lookad stunning in woman’s attira, with his natural baauty shining through
daspita waaring no makaup. apting tha raality, Nico concadad that ha was no match for Chas
and had no dasira to changa thattar in that aspact.
Havingposad himsalf, Nico continuad to an thaboratory rastroom, all wh supprassing his
frustrations and griavancas. With a haavy haart, ha carriad on, fulfilling his dutias diligantly and without
comint.
As tha aftarnoon stratchad on, ha was in tha midst of aning tha rastroom on tha sacond floor whan
tha sound of maasurad footstaps raachad his aars from tha hallway.
Still, ha ramainad unparturbad and focusad on his aning task.
But whan tha footstaps approachad tha antranca of tha rastroom and abruptly caasad, Nico graw
curious and turnad his haad to look.
What cama into his viaw was Cadrick—donnad in a dark graan military uniformaning against tha
doorframa, calmly obsarving him.
“Camaras hava tha powar to touch up and anhanca appaarancas, and tha Intarnat tands to axaggarata
things. Tha way thay rava about your and Chas’ crossdrassing, you’d think it’s somathing bayond
baliaf. Howavar, now that I saa it with my own ayas, it’s not as axtraordinary as thay im,” Cadrick
ramarkad with his arms crossad.
Nico’s voica was tingad with a touch of rasantmant as ha rapliad, “So, did youa hara just to
witnass ma in woman’s clothing and mock ma?”
Cadrick chucdzily. “I’m not that borad to saak amusamant at your axpansa. I naad you to go on an
urgant mission with ma. Wa’ll baaving in an hour, so go changa out of thosa clothas and follow ma.
I’va brought a military uniform for you. Hurry up.”
As ha spoka, ha handad arga bag ovar to Nico.
Thattar was bayond acstatic. “You hava no idaa how happy I am to haar that! You’ra truly my savior,
Cadrick!”
Cadrick archad a brow. “Wall, don’t gat too axcitad. Lat’s not forgat your task at hand. You’ll still ba
aning tha tots for a wh month. Tomorrow, you’ll hava to waar this outfit on duty again.”
“Huh?” Nico aximad in disbaliaf.
Do I raally hava to waar this avary sin day for tha rast of tha month?
Ha initially thought that was alraady tha worst naws ha could racaiva, but Cadrick’s naxt words only
sarvad to push him furthar to tha brink of daspair, making him contamta bidding farawall to this
baautiful world.
The man smirked yfully and said, “When you put on the maid outfit tomorrow, don’t forget to apply
some makeup. If you don’t know how to, ask Summer for assistance. You shouldn’t let yourselfg
behind Charles in terms of looks.”
Nico fell silent.
He’s the one who has the desire to outshine his rival, so why do I have to be the one to fight this battle
for him?
He whined, “You’re being too cruel, Cedrick! I’m a tough, straight guy who’s been through the hardships
of military training, and you want me to put on makeup?”
Cedrick stifled augh and gently patted Nico’s cheek before giving it a yful tug. “Where’s that
toughness you im to have? It feels rather soft to me. Anyway, don’t forget to put on makeup
tomorrow. That’s settled, then.”
Nico was rendered speechless.
With no room for refusal, he could only ept his fate as his face turned solemn and his heart
brimmed with frustration.
Having been oppressed by Cedrick for years, he couldn’t muster the courage to speak out and could
only seek sce in finding someone to share the agony with.
While changing his clothes in the restroom cubicle, Nico took the opportunity to send a quick text
message to Charles.
He wrote: I have an urgent mission at the bureau and need to leave. There are still three restrooms left
to clean, so I’ll leave them to you, yeah? Also, after we’re finished tonight, you’re not allowed to change
out of your women’s attire! You have to wear it back to the Newton residence!
Five minutester, a message finally popped up on the phone, containing only three short words: Why
should I?
As Nico sat in the armored vehicle, he angrily typed out a reply: You lost the bet, so you have to be my
lackey for a month! During this month, I am your boss, and you have to obey me. Got it?
Another two minutes passed before a reply from Charles came through. This time, the message was
even shorter.
It read: Fine.
The resentment in Nico’s heart dissipated, and a wave of delight washed over him as he read that
simple word. A smile tugged at the corners of his lips, brightening his mood.
At six thirty in the evening, just as the workday wasing to a close, Charles managed to finish
cleaning the three restrooms that Nico had assigned to him.
Having never done this kind of work before, he felt sore and achy all over, especially in his back.
He let out a sigh and sat in the safety corridor of theboratory, smoking a cigarette.
Amidst the swirling smoke, hismanding posture while smoking contrasted starkly with the delicate
and ultra-short maid outfit he wore.
Thinking that nobody was around to witness his actions, he casually swept the long hair behind his
shoulders and assumed an even more brazen posture.
Just then, footsteps were hearding from downstairs, but he couldn’t be bothered, choosing instead
to concentrate on his smoking.
After all, with seven floors in the building, he found it hard to believe that anyone would forgo the
convenience of the elevator and choose to climb the stairs all the way up to the sixth floor.
Contrary to his expectations, the sound of footsteps not only persisted but also grew steadily closer.
Right as Charles contemted making his exit, the other person had already turned the corner and
positioned themselves between the fifth and sixth-floor stairs, looking up at him.
The duo found themselves in an awkward standoff, their gazes locked in an ufortable exchange.
Exuding an air of sophistication, the neer was a man d in scientific research attire, suggesting
that he was a young doctoral candidate.
He stood there, mouth agape, as he stared at Charles’manding sitting posture beneath the
miniskirt.
Btedly realizing the situation, Charles quickly crossed his legs and cleared his throat twice lightly
before squeezing out a slightly nasal voice, saying, “What are you staring at? Have you never seen a
gorgeousdy enjoying a smoke before?”
Back when he was undergoing his training at the Central Intelligence Agency, he had excelled in the
disguise course, ranking first in his ss. As such, he possessed a basic understanding of
transformation and disguise techniques.
Coupled with his exquisite maid outfit, no one could ever guess that Charles was a man.
The man standing at the foot of the steps awkwardly adjusted his sses and lowered his head before
murmuring, “I’m sorry.”
“It’s good that you know you’re being rude. Now, why don’t you hurry along? You’ve just ruined my
pleasant smoking session,” came Charles’ reply.
For someone who has a delicate voice and a remarkably stunning appearance, her temperament is
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“My apologies for the disturbance.” The man hesitantly gave a slight nod and began making his way up
the stairs.
Standing atop the staircase, Charles halted the man in his tracks. “What are you doing going upstairs?
Turn back, use the designated emergency exit, and take the elevator instead.”
The man found himself at a loss for words, feeling somewhat intimidated by themanding presence
emanating from the gorgeous woman before him.
In the end, he sputtered, “O-Okay…”
He then turned on his heel and left.
Exuding an air of nonchnce, Charles exhaled a plume of smoke, his expression turning cold as he
resumed the imposing stance he had adopted moments ago.
I finally managed to secure a moment of respite after a long and arduous day of physicalbor, only to
have someone disrupt my peace. What rotten luck.
Just as that thought shed through his mind, he heard the familiar sound of footsteps again.
The young man from earlier had reappeared. Standing on the steps between the fifth and sixth floors,
he directed his gaze upward at Charles.
Charles straightened his posture without skipping a beat, thinking that his disguise had been seen
through. His voice took on a menacing tone as he questioned, “What’s the matter? Are you looking for
a fight?”
With a nervous expression, the man fumbled for what seemed like an eternity before finally retrieving
his phone from the pocket of hisb coat.
Charles stared at the man intently as he tried to discern thetter’s intentions.
Unexpectedly, the man mustered his courage and nervously began, “Um… Miss, I’m twenty-eight years
old this year, a biochemistry graduate student from Golden Arch University in Spaunia. I’m male, hold a
Ph.D., and am straight. My hobby is reading. However, I must admit that I’m not very skilled in
conversation…”
Charles fell silent. What’s with all the personal details?
Shaking, the man tapped into his WhatsApp and timidly handed the phone over to Charles. “I… I was
wondering if I could have the pleasure of getting to know you, Miss. Would it be all right… if we
exchanged numbers?”
A deep frown creased Charles’ forehead when he heard that as the man looked at him expectantly.