He Was Too Soft to Hurt Anyone Until They Took Me Away Chapter 06

He Was Too Soft to Hurt Anyone Until They Took Me Away Chapter 06

“Excuse me?” I choked out.

“What does 99% even mean?”

The system answered.

[For reference, his Hatred level toward Nathan is 75%. Nathan is barely breathing at this point.]

[If you want to stay alive, do not let him find out who you are.]

I shut up.

Right. How did I forget?

I’d spent five years making his life miserable.

Back when he was soft, he could take it.

Now that he’d snapped, all bets were off.

Ninety–nine percent hatred. If he found out I was alive, he wouldn’t hug me. He’d bury me.

Okay. So that plan was dead.

“So how am I supposed to get close to him?”

The system perked up.

[Already handled. I set up a cover identity for you.]

Right on cue, a man walked in. Victor Lawson, my new boss.

He caught me spacing out and snapped his fingers.

“You memorized Mr. Ashford’s preferences like I told you?”

I nodded hesitantly.

He steered me toward the door and kept talking.

“Look sharp tonight. Your one job is to catch Mr. Ashford’s eye. You understand me?”

It clicked.

This was the system’s setup. My way in.

Victor walked me to a VIP lounge, the kind with dim lighting and too much money on the walls.

He paused with his hand on the door.

“One more thing. Mr. Ashford’s got a lethal temper these days, and there’s one topic that’s completely off–limits: his dead wife.”

“Don’t go there. Trust me.”