Chapter 169.
<strong>Chapter 169. An Unexpected Visitor at the Museum. (3/3)</strong>
<span style="font-weight:400">When I confirmed she was gone I let out a sigh of relief. I waited an hour to make sure she wouldn’te back before I did anything. I was focused on peeking behind me to make sure she wasn’t still hiding around anywhere.
<span style="font-weight:400">I retrieved my phone from my bag at the side and stopped the recording.
<span style="font-weight:400">I trimmed out the excess hour before I quickly uploaded the video to one of my online drives with a dummy ount just to be safe. Once the upload finished, I logged out of the ount ensuring no trace of the ount was left behind. This was my insurance should it ever be needed. I’d be sure to make more copies in the future for my own safety.
<span style="font-weight:400">However, only a few short minutes after I did that and finally calmed down did my attention divert from behind me. I noticed something small on the ground. It was... a pen beside where we’d fallen just now.
<span style="font-weight:400">Shit, I cursed in my heart.
<span style="font-weight:400">I turned around and saw a woman walking back inside. The exact woman who’d left an hour ago.
<span style="font-weight:400">It had a hidden camera in it. She’d been keeping an eye on me the entire time to see if I’d make any suspicious actions. The pen had been a simr color to the carpet and I hadn’t noticed it at all with how focused I was behind me.
<span style="font-weight:400">“What do you want now?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You. What did you just do on your phone?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Aren’t you too damn cautious to leave a pen with a hidden camera inside?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I couldn’t possibly believe the man I’m so terrified of would truly be so careless. There’s no way he wouldn’t do something.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I didn’t do anything. I was just-”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Cut the bullshit or I’ll throw all caution to the window and leak the pictures I just took. I can’t underestimate you or let my guard down at all.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Haaaah.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I let out a helpless sigh, held my phone up to her, and yed the video from the beginning.
<span style="font-weight:400">“A video? It was disguised by your bag? No, I also didn’t notice it because of the angle I was at as well. You basically just copied me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You copied me. I did it first.” I couldn’t help but retort.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Whatever, delete it.” She demanded.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Even if I delete it you’re still going to forcefully take my phone away, destroy it, and burn it. Look, I already uploaded it somewhere safe. Deleting the video and destroying my phone will do nothing.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You’re really the worst.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You would have expected that anyway, wouldn’t you? As long as it existed for a moment, you’d always have that suspicion anyway. I’d rather not have my phone destroyed for no reason.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes, I definitely would have destroyed your phone even if you deleted it. As for it being uploaded it would always worry me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Even if you didn’t know about this video, you’d still be worried I had some countermeasures. As such, you’d start having people constantly eying me. I’d be under their surveince at all times. The three women I mentioned, you would find them. Even if I never told you about them, they would have been discovered eventually.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“As such, I needed my own insurance should you try to make a move against them. They are women I love dearly… and if you touch any of them… I will stop at nothing to end your worthless little existence. My peaceful life? I won’t give a damn at that point. I’ll do everything to destroy the pathetic sessful career you’re so proud of and drive you into the ground.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I was 100% serious.
<span style="font-weight:400">She took a step back when she saw the look in my eyes.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Over three women, you’d go that far?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“If I make a move against you though?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’ll naturally retaliate, but I won’t particrly care nearly as much. There are some things you just don’t touch though, and they’re that. Oh, but feel free to go after them if you really want, I won’t stop you. I’ll just ensure you will never walk the earth again. Also, even if you went after them… you might just end up dead on your own without me needing to do a thing.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Rosa and her parents, were they pushovers? Absolutely not. Of all things, they were bloody assassins.
<span style="font-weight:400">If this woman targeted Irene or Alicia, Rosa would murder this woman at all costs even if I didn’t say a word.
<span style="font-weight:400">My warning here was more for this idiotic woman’s sake than anything.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I have my fans. You aren’t scared of them?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, I might be scared of their wrath. But that doesn’t change the fact that you’ll really die. Just like you’re willing to drag me to my grave, you should be prepared to be dragged into your own grave, Ms. Angel of Death.”
<span style="font-weight:400">She clenched her teeth and shot me the nastiest re.
<span style="font-weight:400">“If it’se to this… then I really only have onest card I can make use of.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You actually still have something else?” What the hell? Did I overlook anything? I was pretty sure I had all my bases covered to keep this mad dog reigned in.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes. I didn’t want to do this… but for a used woman like me, maybe this is the only option I have.”
<span style="font-weight:400">She grabbed my cor and pulled me to my feet until we were at eye level.
<span style="font-weight:400">She spat out angrily, “Be my boyfriend, fall in love with me, and be my loyal dog. The only way I can feel any sort of reassurance that my secret will not get out is if I can make that happen.”
<span style="font-weight:400">When she suddenly said that, my brain stopped working.
<span style="font-weight:400">What? No, seriously, what? What did this dumbass just say?
<span style="font-weight:400">Be her boyfriend, fall in love with her, and be her loyal dog?
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hah! Are you an idiot? If you can’t beat them, join them? Can you not at leaste up with a better tactic? Are you just brain dead?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m not your match. I can’t win. It feels like no matter what I do, I’ll always be afraid. The only thing that would make me feel safe is if I don’t have you as an enemy, but as a lover instead. If I have to put my body on the line to protect my career, I’ll do it.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Nobody wants your body. You can keep it. I’ve already got my hands full. There’s no way I’m adding another woman to the list.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You don’t have a choice. If you don’t ept, I''m just going to self-destruct and cause as much trouble for you as I can. If you want your peace, the only path that will lead to that is if you be my boyfriend.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I have three! Do you not get that? You’re going to be the fourth. You’re fine with that?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“If it’s to protect my career and image.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Your image will be ruined just by being close to me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“No, people will think I’m taking pity on you and will even think I’m such a good person. Like I’m doing a form of charity work. They’d only think poorly of you. They won’t know we’re boyfriend and girlfriend. They’ll just think I befriended some loner who goes to the same university as me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Same… university… as you?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes. I’ve already announced to my fans online that I’ll be attending a university and taking intermittent breaks from my career. I’ll still be working on music, but I won’t be moving around on tours the way I have in the past. I n to settle down here for some time, work, and study.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“After I met you, I understood just how much I wascking. I n to major inputer science here. I realize my status as an ignorant celebrity will only take me so far in life. One day, I’ll be overshadowed by uing stars. At that time, what will I have left? Only my past achievements, no future to strive toward.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“The future is technology. You’ve shown me how powerful a weapon technology is. I will get a proper education so I can make use of that weapon in the future. This way, I won’t be put into this sort of situation ever again. My ignorance was why I couldn’t see through the fatal ws in my exes’ n to ckmail me. It was also his own downfall. I won’t go down the same way he did just because I was ignorant.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Haaah. An already extremely troublesome woman wants to be even more troublesome. Do my troubles never end?
<span style="font-weight:400">Little did she know, I was still in high school and had no ns to attend university. I wouldn’t reveal that fact to her though. Haaaaaah, I’d have to exin this messy situation to the others.
<span style="font-weight:400">“How does it feel to be a celebrities’ boyfriend?” She suddenly asked when she noticed my silence.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Awful. It’s the worst. I’m not even given a choice in the matter. Even if I refuse, you’re not going to listen to me and do this anyway.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes, I’d personally rather not have to self-destruct, so I’ll keep treating you as my boyfriend regardless of what you want. I’ll just establish it as fact and make it known publicly you’re my boyfriend instead of keeping it a secret if you refuse. Eventually, I will make you love me so you won’t be able to betray me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Do what you want. Just don’t get your hopes up. I’m not going to fall for you. I have no interest in celebrities.” Falling in love with such a vicious woman would be a grave mistake after all. No matter how beautiful she was on the exterior, the inside was theplete opposite. The pure white dyed hair and outfit she had on were all part of the mask she wore in front of her fans for the sake of her career. The color that suited this scary Angel of Death was not white at all, but rather, ck instead.