Chapter 22: Felicity’s Suicide-like Greeting X The Butler

TSM – Volume 1 - Chapter 22: Felicity's Suicide-like Greeting X The Butler

Once they were done with the phone call, hey did not dawdle, hurrying to get themselves out of the apartment.

It only took about three minutes before the pair that had gone back to the rooftop saw a vehicle pull over in front of the building.

Hudson still found some structures and technology to be alien to him – including the gact that half all the vehicles seemed to be capable of flight.

Yet, judging by the design and flashy accents of this vehicle, he could tell that it was amongst the more expensive or rare brands.

"That's them?" he asked for confirmation, his gaze not moving from the vehicle even for a moment.

"Uh huh." She confirmed. "Let's go."

He had already turned around, getting ready to use the stairs when he caught an unbelievable sight from the corner of his eye.

"Are you nuts? What is your problem?!" he exclaimed after he succeeded in turning around to catch her, holding her by her collar.

The pale brunette looked up at him with an annoyed gaze and retorted; "What is YOUR problem? Let go!"

He frowned and asked; "Why would you suddenly jump?!"

"Are you trying to frame me for pushing you off or something?!" He put in a little effort and easily brought her back up to the rooftop, dropping her on the ground gently.

He let out a deep breath he did not know he had been holding.

Rising to her feet and dusting herself, she explained with a frown; "That is the celebrity butler - Jared Gohan! I would have been fine! He could have easily caught me, as he always does."

Three question marks appeared above Hudson's now tilted head marked with a confused expression.

She sighed in exasperation as she explained; "Right… you wouldn't know of him. He has an elastic ability. Turning into a trampoline for a me who is falling from a high place is a form of greeting for us."

She sighed while he muttered; "So, like Mr. Fantastic and Luffy?"

Not understanding what she said, she autocorrected his words "Yes, he is fantastic but funny? He can't crack a passable joke to save his bloodline."

"That is not what I…" he cut himself off and switched lanes, turning his gaze back down to the ground floor where the floating vehicle was parked. "Oh, forget it. We should not keep the 'celebrity butler' waiting then."

With a tone that came off like he was asking if she had fed their pet cat, he said; "Go on. Jump."

She pursed her lips, looking down at her butler with a bored expression before saying; "Yeah, no. The fun has already been ruined."

She turned around and headed for the stairs.

He glanced down at the butler, who was also looking up, once more before shrugging and following after the nurse.

Once they exited the building, he could behold more details of the butler, namedropped as Jared, and the vehicle.

The man stood at a height of 6 feet and 4 inches and had the physical appearance of a very lean man in his 40s.

If not for the expensive green waistcoat suit and shiny chain wristwatch he had on, it would have made total sense to mistake him for a starving or sickly person.

He kept a neat dark blue goatee and combed back hair of the same color.

His skin was fair and seemed to have received a lot of care from him, and coupled with his lively dark brown eyes, pointed nose, and healthy jawline, he looked like a rich CEO rather than a butler.

"Third Miss." The man bowed slightly in greeting before standing upright and asking; "What exactly happened?"

"Hello to you too, Jared." Felicity said, giving the man a quick one-sided hug before answering him. "Already firing the questions from the start? Shouldn't you be reveling in the good news that I am safe and some instead?"

The man sighed and said; "The Master and Mistress were really agitated this time around. Once they heard the news of your disappearance, many forces were deployed to search for you. Even the Towers have been involved."

She folded her hand and said; "Well, I am here now. And I am whole."

"Indeed, you are and I am glad about it. However, this young fellow is…" At he trailed off, he turned his attention to the man that accompanied her and had silently stood by the entire time.

"I am Hudson." He introduced himself, reaching out his right hand for a handshake.

With slightly narrowed eyes, the driver reached out to reciprocate the handshake.

Just before their hands touched, the man paused as Felicity who her hand on the handle of the door to the back of the vehicle that was hovering a foot above the ground added; "My bodyguard."

The man's brows creased as he regurgitated what he had just heard with a doubtful tone; "Bodyguard?"

"Yes, Jared. I just hired him." Felicity confirmed before adding in an entitled tone; "Hurry up the handshake you two. I could do for meal right now. I haven't had dinner yet."

The butler's replied in a tone that did not match the still-frowning expression on his face; "Pardon my blunder, Third Miss. I was in such a hurry to retrieve you I did not consider that."

"It's fine, Jared. I forgot to mention it over the call.," she said as she lifted the door upwards, opening it, and jumping inside. "We can pick up some placeholders along the way."

Still glaring at Hudson, he answered; "Anything you wish."

Without further ado, the butler opened the front door and went in. It seemed that there was no barrier separating the two sides of the vehicle's interior so it did not mater if one went in from the left or right.

Hudson did the same, choosing to sit at the back with Felicity.

"How dare—" The butler was about to protests the new bodyguard's action but his mistress interjected at that exact time.

"Ah, right. Jared, there was someone that helped us out. Send him some change."

The fierce demeanor of the blue-haired man took a 180-degree turn as he replied politely; "As you wish, Third miss."