The God Virus

Returning to his seat and picking up a piece of paper, Virus wrote an address on it before saying, "Alright, you can send the painting and the corpse to this place. I’ll be taking the Pink Star, the pendant, and the Red-Crystals with me. Goodbye." After picking them up, standing up together with his companions, he threw one last glance at the western beauty, the redhead Atish, before walking toward the door and exiting with Amara and others who were following closely behind.

...

Strolling outside the hotel, the trio was just saying their farewells to the old Chairman when a burst of crazy laughter interrupted their sweet time, "Hahahaha..."

’Who’s this nutjob?!’ After this same question popped right into the mind of all of them, they turned their head in the direction of the mad laughter only to witness a familiar face... Fan Tong!

"We meet again." Wearing an evil grin, Fan Tong mouthed.

Beside him, two bodyguards were also looking in their direction full of contempt and derision.

"Now that you’re outside the salesroom, tell me who’s going to protect you, huh?" Staring into Virus’s pupils in rage, Fan Tong asked.

"Idiot. Go play with your Pink Barbie." Unfortunately, this response of Virus was something that made him even more enraged. He was now viewing him with pure killing intent.

However, recalling the events of last night where several teeth of him were shattered due to his terrifying strength, he didn’t dare to charge personally.

Thus, fixing his gaze on one of the bodyguards beside him, he ordered, "Break both his hands for me!"

"Yes, young master." Heeding the command, the bodyguard was just about to charge in their direction when a feminine shout stopped him in his tracks, "Stop!"

"Which cunt-" infuriated at the notion of someone preventing him from taking his revenge yet again, he was just about to curse the said person to her death, when abruptly, he could only swallow back his own words while breaking out in a cold sweat.

"M-miss... A-Atish... w-what b-b-b-b-brings you here?" Immediately terrified at the mere sight of the redhead before him, Fan Tong no longer even understood what he was pronouncing himself.

"They’re my friend! Get lost!" With a cold glint going through her eyes, that was the only words Atish declared in response.

"Y-yes, what are you doing? Did you hear what miss Atish commanded, you stupid bodyguard! Let’s go!" And just like that, with his tail between his legs, Fan Tong scurried away.

Witnessing the bothersome people disappearing, kindly looking at Virus, Atish murmured, "They won’t be able to hurt you guys anymore, don’t worry."

Then, just as she was expecting Virus to be immensely impressed by her righteous defense and thank her to no ends even to the point of proposing, she was faced with Virus’ nonchalant yet unentertained reply, "Tch, I could’ve dealt with that Barbie-boy myself. Whatever... let’s go, everyone."

And thus, freezing still in her current spot speechlessly, the only notion that popped into Atish’s head was, ’did he just say "Tch"?’

...

After sending away the Chairman, the trio was now on their way back to the hotel.

Currently, Virus was nonchalantly staring at the big pink diamond while deep in thought about the near future and the unique application of this diamond for him.

Finally snapping out of his deliberation, Virus picked up one of the Red-Crystals and extended it toward Amara, who for some unknown reasons, appeared very despondent and downcast.

"Here, take it, just return the original market price to me and that’s enough. Consider the rest as a gift from me, your friend, to you." Elaborated Virus plainly. He could’ve gifted the entire thing to her for free since that meager amount of money didn’t matter to him at all, however, he did not do that since he didn’t want her to misunderstand his intentions.

Shaking her head, Amara rejected graciously, "You don’t need to do that. Although I can’t give back all that money to you right now, I promise I’ll repay you one day, no matter how long it takes." Then, not standing on ceremony at all, she readily took the offered Red-Crystal.

To be honest, she was feeling somewhat sad about not receiving the pendant as a gift from Virus since she was certain that he was aware of the fact that she had been very interested in the unique necklace.

Back then, at the time Virus had bidden for the pendant, Amara had assumed that since she had lost the bidding war, he had stepped up in order to buy it off for her.

However, against her happy expectations, he was actually purchasing it for the golden beauty who she assumed wasn’t even interested in the necklace in the first place.

Of course, even if he had gifted the pendant to her, she still would’ve repaid the money since she hated to take advantage of others. Especially when came to money.

And now, seeing Virus offering her the Red-Crystal while drawing so many boundaries around it only made Amara disheartened even further. Still, understanding the fact that he had bought the Red-Crystal for her to begin with, although she didn’t want to accept this somewhat insincere gift, she still received it and vowed to return all of the paid money instead.

The rest of the road was absolutely quiet as one of the girls was feeling totally blessed, while the other was crestfallen to the extreme.

This was one of the realities of life, the fact that it was nigh impossible for one man to make two women happy at the same time while those women looked at him the very same way.

Of course, since Virus wasn’t just a simple man but a super calculative being too, maybe it wouldn’t be that impossible for him, however, the main point here was... he didn’t bother trying or looking at it from all directions while considering everyone’s feelings.

That just wasn’t him.