I am an honest female beta living in the slums, riding a rickety old bicycle through wooden shacks to deliver goods.
I respect the elderly, care for the young, and even pay 40% of my salary i...
Chapter 15 Chapter 15 This time it’s coming for me! …
In fact, when people are fighting, I usually don’t try to stop them. Instead, I stand at the side and watch the fun.
As long as I'm not affected, I don't care why these people are fighting, how they fight, or who wins or loses in the end. I just enjoy watching the fun.
But now that Olvera and Levin are fighting, I feel depressed and short of breath.
What if two people get into a fight and spill all their secrets at once just to piss each other off?
So what should I do, Olvera's cheating partner and part-time gigolo? Even if I were torn into pieces, it wouldn't be enough for them!
So I have to stop.
Holding Olvera with one hand and Levin with the other, I stepped between the two of them and said, "Enough! Stop doing these things that hurt each other!"
It's so disgusting, even more disgusting than the lines in some third-rate novels I've read.
Levin at least took into consideration that I had just saved his life and that my arm was still injured, so he stopped and took several steps back in time.
Olvera was completely mad, his attacks merciless. After I separated them, he was furious and slapped me. Although I dodged in time, he still hit me in the arm.
“Hiss—” I gasped, “Olvera!”
Only after the smell of blood hit her nose did Olvera calm down a little.
His dark eyes stared at my arm, which was bleeding. He pulled a fake smile at the corner of his mouth and said, "Wuyong, are you favoring him?"
You're crazy! You're only focusing on this? Can't you see my hand is almost broken?
I pursed my lips, pressed my upper arm to stop the bleeding, and hesitated to speak to Olvera.
"Ovila...I'm not partial, but I just can't bear it."
Olvera's eyes were cold, and there seemed to be some sticky emotions mixed in her eyes when she looked at me.
I took a deep breath and said to Levin, "I'm going to talk to Olvera now."
Levin raised his head arrogantly, "Yeah."
I wanted to be alone with Olvera because I wanted to give her some psychological support.
After all, he's a psychopath, and psychopaths have strange minds. I'm worried that he'll reveal my identity as his extramarital lover for no apparent reason.
At least not now.
When I reached a small corner where Levin couldn't see me, the blood from my wound finally stopped oozing.
But because the amount of bleeding was quite heavy, I felt dizzy for a while, and it took me a while to recover my vision.
"Ovira...Did you call Mr. Scott back?" I asked him straight to the point.
Olvera glanced at me and put on a nervous smile again. "Of course not. Why would I call him over when you're here? Did Kirsty say something to you that made you so upset? How cute! Are you jealous?"
I was speechless for a moment after getting the answer.
Kirsty, you're so good! You didn't let your fiancé come over, but instead sent Olvera's husband over. You're trying to kill me!
Of course I knew Levin had other motives for coming to the slums through the East Side docks, and catching him in an affair was just a side job. But I still hadn't figured out his motives! I couldn't just hold back my anger; I had to find an outlet.
"Ovira, I lost the box." I looked into Olvera's eyes and accepted his gaze calmly.
Olvera was stunned and couldn't process what I said for a short time, so she just blinked.
I repeated, "I lost the box last night."
Olvera finally responded.
It was still that neurotic smile, but with a hint of tolerance, the smile he gave to a rebellious pet at home.
"Useless, you're really jealous, hahaha. The box is with me, what you threw away is just a replacement."
"But I lost it." I repeated for the third time.
This time, Olvera completely lost the ability to move his facial muscles.
"Yesterday I went to the beach and met Mr. Scott. He didn't know who I was going to the beach for, but he let me get on the boat. Just this action made me realize that I had to throw away the box."
Olvera's brows were filled with anger, and he looked as if he wanted to eat me alive.
I remained calm. "I'll be honest with you, Olvera. I used to love you, and I've also been cruel to you. But you didn't care about my emotions at all. You just enjoyed the feeling of being superior when you could control my emotions, as if that could make up for the lack of security in an unhappy marriage."
"Bai Wuyong! How dare you——"
I pressed the corner of his eyes, gently as he did to me every time we were intimate.
"Ovira, you had no right to choose or refuse, so you had no choice but to enter this meaningless marriage. You're not wrong. It's me, Olvera, who's wrong. I didn't have the courage to face my heart, nor the ability to help you out of this sea of suffering. I simply accidentally took the pills on the 21st and had sex with you. If I had persisted a little longer on the 21st, you wouldn't be facing the problems you're facing now."
The beta male in front of him was in great shock, as if he was experiencing an intense process of something being broken and reassembled.
The corners of his eyes were rubbed red by me, leaving red marks on his extremely white skin, which almost blended with the red hair on his temples.
After a long time, Olvera spoke in a hoarse voice, "I will tell him that you are my lover."
"This is your freedom, Olvera. And all the punishment I have received is well deserved." I faced it calmly.
Olvera remained silent, her eyes still fixed on me.
I knew he wouldn't tell anyone, especially after I revealed his thoughts.
This is what all psychopaths who have lost their defenses are like.
The two of us ended up back where we came from with low pressure.
Seeing the two of them entering the luxury apartment together in seemingly friendly and harmonious manner, I wanted to laugh.
You two must not reconcile. If you do, where will I go to live off you?
This soft rice is so delicious!
In a good mood, I started to think aimlessly on the way back to the shabby house.
When will I be able to ride freely on four wheels? Not the kind of police car... not the kind I'm the driver of?
I heard a notification sound from the communicator, and when I opened it, I found that it was Ali who had been missing for a day and a night.
This person lost contact with me last night after breaking up, and will not send multiple messages later.
Now when I see this news, I am so angry that I want to laugh.
[Organization fee: 100 yuan: Be careful when you go back.]
After quickly reading this message, my heart beat fast
[AAA Freight Company Manager Bai: What do you mean?]
[One hundred yuan for organization fee: Last night, when I was returning home, I saw the person who I suspected of reporting you, so I followed him. But I lost him. I suspect he's going to kill you to silence you.]
Ah? Me? Kill me to silence me?
It's not enough that you're destroying the bridge after crossing it, you also want to kill me to silence me?
What on earth did I have to deserve their unmitigated vengeance? I was just a lowly calf who had just gotten a promotion and a raise and was about to live off my wife and children and move up the ladder!
I sent my questions to Ali continuously, but Ali never replied to me again.
It's understandable that she has other issues to deal with right now. Perhaps their organization is completely corrupted, and except for her and the powerful alpha male, everyone else is a traitor!
My life was threatened and I started to feel anxious again. I always felt unsafe around me. Even a dog passing by was carrying rabies.
No, I can't just sit there and wait for death.
Why on earth would they want to kill me to silence me? I didn't do anything!
Could it be related to Levon Scott?
I racked my brains and tried to think through all the information in my mind.
During their argument, Olvera and Levin revealed information about the No Man's Land, suggesting a riot. But as far as I can remember, there's only been one major riot in the No Man's Land, and that was seven years ago. Many people died then, from overseers to miners, many of whom were violently suppressed by government troops, and the mastermind was executed.
I took advantage of this chaotic period to get out of the no-man's land with another person.
During the phone call, Levin mentioned a name, "Onsa." Who was Onsa? Could he be the deceased mastermind?
No, that's not right! If Onsa was dead, there would be no need for Levin to go there in person.
Assuming that Onsa was the mastermind behind the riot seven years ago, the person being executed was a scapegoat, while Onsa lived on as another person. Levin's visit to the slums on the 27th was probably due to news that Onsa was still lurking there.
So how did he receive the news?
My brain felt like it was hit by a blow!
Rebellion preaching on the 21st!
Is Angsa a member of the same organization as Ali and others?
Is the mastermind behind the rebellious preaching a member of Ali's organization?
What was the purpose of the person who reported me? What exactly did he do in the warehouse on the 20th?
Are these rebel parties necessarily competitors? Is it possible that they are collaborating?
Ahhhh, this is so confusing! My brain is going to explode!
I roared and screamed silently, wishing I could lie on the ground like a cricket pupa.
No, no, no! That's not what I need to think about right now! My life is in danger again! These damned people just want me dead! And I have no idea what I did to anger them so much that they'd expose their identities to hunt me down!
On the way home, my steps were unsteady and I stopped abruptly at the next intersection.
This is... the West District.
Empty, no one.
The bloodstains on the ground blended with garbage and sewage, and the stench and the chirping of flies and mosquitoes were intertwined.
The cordon had been blown down by the wind and was drooping on the ground.
Not good! Not good! Not good!
A biting chill climbed up from the soles of my feet and penetrated into my heart along my blood vessels!
Almost in the blink of an eye, I saw from the reflection of the cesspool the sharp blade stabbing towards my neck!
All the alarms in my body exploded and I instinctively fell to the side!
"Sizzle—"
The blade slashed through the building, and the sparks almost flew into my eyes.
I dodged the fatal blow in a panic and fell to the ground!
There was a slight tingling sensation in the neck, followed by the oozing of warm liquid.
I broke out in a cold sweat and my heart was beating so wildly that it almost jumped out of my throat.
Ahhhhh! Someone come and save me!
The author has something to say:
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After writing so many chapters, I realized that only a few days had passed in the novel, and then I lamented that my heroine was so busy, hahahaha
I'm writing the main plot. Hehe