"Okay, I will see you there soon. So, don't worry," Christian said as he saw his sister, Eva, and their company off at the airport after they had naturally shaken off the people who were on their tail.
He looked at his sister's nonchalant yet seemingly satisfied expression, and at Eva's slightly angry, irritated, and dissatisfied one, strangely.
Clearly, something had happened between them. But when? And what was it? He wondered.
He thought that maybe it had something to do with yesterday's event, as it was the first time they had done something . Despite the provocative clothes they wore when they slept previously, nothing had actually happened, after all.
Even kissing, he always did it when he was alone with either of them. So, could it really be that?
Could Eva be angry because if they had been alone yesterday, he would have gone all the way… he would have reached her deepest part and filled it up. So, is she angry because she wasn't satisfied?
But then, what about his sister? Her satisfaction… where does it come from?
While Christian continued pondering, naturally, his thoughts were wrong! Annabelle had caught him sneakingly kissing Eva more than a few times… no, when they did it in the kitchen in broad daylight, that time when he was supposedly going to give her a cooking "lesson," even though he didn't know how to cook himself, what was he expecting? Of course Annabelle saw it. She just pretended she didn't.
As for Eva? Could she have seen anything more than Annabelle giving him her breast, seemingly to feed on it as if something would come out like a baby, while she used her hand to satisfy him? No, right?
So, with them living with jealousy "daily," nothing really changed. It was just a failed hidden attempt turned into an exposed one.
Christian, who didn't know that, was thinking how it was a regret that there wasn't enough time anymore with their departing time close. Had that not been the case… restrooms were plenty!
So, without being able to figure out the reason for their "possible" argument, Christian gave each of them a hug and a kiss, and finally went on his way.
With calm eyes, Christian was looking at his house... at his soon to be abandoned house.
He had been standing like that for a few minutes already after seeing his sister and Eva off. Instead of going straight to his supposed "work," he had come here.
He actually started thinking on the way... why did he have to move on from the environment he lived in? It was actually unfair.
But because he was weak, he didn't have another choice, and that frustrated him.
He clenched and relaxed his hand repeatedly, seemingly hesitating about a choice. In the end, he just sighed, turned around, and went on his way.
He was becoming too obsessed, too hurried, when there was no need for that. He wasn't going to forget, and in time, he would deal with everything anyway.
He felt there was no need for him to become impulsive and face things head-on when it wasn't necessary.
Does every realization need a battle, an event, a regret, an accident that could've been avoided? No! So, he needed to stop taking everything going smoothly for granted.
There was no need for him to lower himself to their level too soon!
As for the house he had lived in all his life, which could possibly be turned upside down as they would likely try to search for him and Eva, there was nothing he could do… for now!
A few hours passed, and Christian was now finally standing in front of Brian, the famous spy assistant!
He was a middle-aged man, wearing neat attire, with an expression that seemingly screamed honesty!
Christian, while scrutinizing him, said dramatically, "It's really an honor to finally meet you!"
But not sharing the same feeling, Brian just stared at Christian for some time before asking, "You will keep your promise, right?"
"And if I don't? What will you do?" Instead of answering, Christian asked back, challenging him.
Brian, who though he hid his panic well, didn't show any sign of fear or frustration, took a breath, gathered his courage, and said, "I don't mind snitching on you."
"You dare?" Christian, with nothing hidden in his eyes, didn't take him seriously and said with his usual tone and raised eyebrow.
He went back and forth with the assistant, who had put on a strong front but was on the verge of breaking, for some time, before finally changing the subject and asking, "Is everything today going according to plan?"
Christian, who now had a shit ton of things against the assistant and hadn't even used 10% of them, and had even promised to help him run out of the country, naturally felt there was no way for him to stand against him. He didn't even seem to have the guts to try, after all… Even then, it wasn't like he was hopeless, with his essence, the mortal concealment technique, and Iris by his side.
He just needed to be adaptive and able to improvise at a moment's notice, and nothing should be able to stand as a hindrance in the path of his plan.
Moreover, the information through Iris… as in through hacking, was still not used at all. So, would Brian really be able to take that into account when he plans things?
That every move of his is being monitored?
"... Yes, so, what about the fake identity and other arrangements?"
Christian, who came back from his reverie at Brian's first proper answer, looked into his eyes, which seemed to finally be unable to keep up the pretense, and decided to do things more professionally!
He extended his hand to his pocket, took out a few fake identity cards that, naturally, had Iris's help not involved, but were simply through Eva's connection, and gave him one of them… a fake identity for his young son!
Was he being too scummy? Did his behavior seem like one suited for the villain in stories? Christian couldn't help but wonder.
… But then again, was the one in front of him really clean?
That was a big NO. And as long as he didn't make any wrong moves, Christian had no intention of going back on his promise!
Christian tried not to feel any kind of guilt by reasoning with himself, especially as he saw Brian's slightly trembling hand extend toward the identity card.
He waited for some time before finally hearing the planned arrangement from Brian once again.
He naturally knew it… but he still needed to check everything, especially as he didn't want any uncontrollable variables!
The plan was also relatively simple, as even though Damian had hired many bodyguards, that was for when he was in the company or at his house. But when he was moving? Two cars, or just one, would be accompanying him.
So, now, after knowing his schedule and even confirming it with the assistant, as some changes could happen throughout the day, luckily there was nothing of this sort. And nothing remained other than executing the plan by targeting the weak point.
With that Christian finally changed his clothes to the prepared suit and then looked at the mirror in the room.
With that, Christian finally changed into the prepared suit and then looked at the mirror in the room.
What appeared in it was someone with dark brown hair and brown eyes. It was someone who appeared to be in his thirties, with a face that one could easily find anywhere… an ordinary face that left no impression.
… And that was naturally him.
It was a whole level of disguise, as it was Eva who brought in the person who made it. It was nothing like the one he had done previously on his own when he beat the math teacher.
Feeling like nothing was wrong with his appearance, Christian, with the assistance of Brian, finally started his working day as… the driver!
What does a driver do?
Aside from driving, for a VIP like Damian, a driver had other responsibilities, like cleaning the car during the empty time in the schedule, and some other tasks. He didn't need to hold many conversations, but it was still not an impossible thing.
Then, was Christian able to do all of that professionally?
With Brian by his side to patch up any mistakes he made, and Iris through the earphone, always ready to help him, he didn't feel like he would face any difficulties on his first and last working day.
As time passed, and after no more than an hour, Damian finally graced him with his appearance.
Christian, who had already prepared himself psychologically… and emotionally, to not lose his temper when he saw him… actually still had his expression falter.
It was for a brief moment, but Christian still felt his back drenched in sweat!