The World Health Organization (WHO) said the results in France were "not surprising".

"It's also possible there are more early cases to be found,"

The reporter who had asked Mourinho at the press conference if he was worried about playing against Twain was clearly prescient. While the media in Manchester were still hyped about the aftermath of the Manchester Derby, the media in Nottingham and elsewhere had already promoted the final battle between Tony Twain and Mourinho.
"Mourinho has never won against Tony Twain during his time as a manager."
Such a record, which greatly embarrassed Mourinho, was once again rummaged through and retrieved from a dust-covered heap of waste paper, to the extent that people who saw the record had a sense of déjà vu. They felt like they had gone back to nine years ago. At the time, the clash between Twain and Mourinho for two games in a season was a unique sight in the Premier League.
Ever since Mourinho was ousted from Chelsea by Abramovich, such a showdown between two madmen had not been seen again. Later in the European tournament, Twain and Mourinho also played against each other but Twain still had the upper hand. It just too difficult to encounter each other in the European arena. During this time, the fight between Mourinho and Nottingham Forest was also in the mix. It was not just a feud between Mourinho and Tony Twain.
What the media were interested in was purely the showdown. It was a battle that belonged only to Tony Twain and Mourinho.
What kind of sparks could fly when two unruly self-important managers collided together?
It was something to look forward to.
Now that the scene was back in the Premier League, how could the media not be excited?
The media was extremely anticipant. Even the record of the two men's first game had been analyzed again to give fans a renewed look at their feud.
"...It is said that Tony Twain had always tried to ask Mourinho to have a drink together after a game, but Mourinho always turned down the invitation. No one knew why he refused, but Twain finally made it happen. Before the World Cup in Brazil, they had a drink together as respective guest commentators for their national television stations. No one knew exactly what the situation was, and no one saw them drinking together. Twain himself revealed it in his autobiography, but did not provide any more details..."
"What is the relationship between Tony Twain and Mourinho? They're opponents... or maybe it is more appropriate to say they are rivals. Their only goal after they met was to beat and crush each other. However, one scene still haunts me: when Mourinho left Chelsea, the reporters rushed to ask Twain what he thought of the incident, and Twain uttered a swear word for Abramovich the moment he opened his mouth. It was a real shock to everyone at the time. People thought Twain would be happy to lose a strong enemy..."
"Therefore, a friendship between men is one of the most puzzling things. If someone were to ask Mourinho, do you plan to make any allowances for Tony Twain in the last game of his coaching career? I'm sure Mourinho would definitely answer, I'll give him a defeat."
That was the way it was.
Indeed, a reporter did ask Mourinho. He caught hold of Mourinho at Carrington's training base and threw the question out.
"Tony Twain will retire from professional football completely at the end of the season. Do you have anything to say about losing such an opponent?"
Mourinho replied, expressionless, "I will use his defeat as a farewell gift to him."
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"That's cold..." Twain clicked his tongue, holding a newspaper.
However, he did even better. When reporters asked what he would do to Mourinho, he stated that it was not the time to talk about Mourinho and Manchester United because they still had one more game before that and their opponent would be Wolverhampton Wanderers Football Club. Wolverhampton Wanderers have already secured a relegation spot and would be in the English Football League Championship next season. In the face of such an easy opponent to overcome, Twain still implied that they were more important than Manchester United, which was the highest level of contempt for the enemy, not taking the opponent into account at all.
Was Twain really not taking Manchester United seriously? If it was really so, he would never have won so many honors. Strategic contempt for the opponent and tactical emphasis on the opponent were Twain's methods.
He was just using this to engage in psychological warfare with Mourinho. As for whether it was effective, he did not care. Mourinho was also an expert at psychology, and Twain did not put stock into it. He still had to rely on tactics to deal with Manchester United and Mourinho.
Wolverhampton Wanderers Football Club was relegated early and they lacked fighting spirit in the last two rounds. Although it was an away game, it was predicted to be an effortless victory for the Forest team. Such an opponent was not worth too much thought. As a result, Twain's focus had been on dealing with Manchester United these two weeks.
Mourinho's Manchester United team did not have a sole feature like Wenger's Arsenal. The impression that Arsenal had given people for more than two decades was that its offense was natural and unforced, complex and diverse as well as delightful to watch. However, they were slightly inferior in confrontations and combat, which was the reason why they were not as good as Manchester United in terms of winning championships. On the other hand, Manchester United had continued to use Ferguson's style, with a greater emphasis on physical confrontation and speed in on-ground attacks. They were more balanced and comprehensive than Arsenal.
They had very few shortcomings many strengths. Such a team was seasoned and had a lot of experience. The players had a tenacious fighting spirit and would not give up easily. They would not be complacent just because they were ahead, nor would they lose hope quickly because they were trailing behind.
Such an opponent was the most difficult to deal with.
Nottingham Forest's style was enough to restrain Arsenal, but not Manchester United.
This game would be a real meeting of force with force. If Twain did not want his last game to be messed up by Mourinho, he would have to work hard.
　　※※※
Twain was preparing for his last game, while Mourinho was trying to get his two players to evade the penalty of suspension, at least during the game against Forest. He decided to appeal to the English Football Association to buy some time. According to the English Football Association rules, a player who had been shown a red card during a match did not automatically start a suspension, but the suspension would only take effect after being examined and verified by the Football Association.
As long as the Manchester United Football Club appealed, it could be delayed. It was just that a delay of two weeks was… unlikely.
Mourinho did not care. He just wanted to appeal and drag it out a little.
At the same time, as a good manager, he could not put all his eggs in the appeal basket. He had to be prepared to play against Nottingham Forest in the away challenge without Rooney and Evans.
If it had been the Nottingham Forest team of half a season ago, he would not be wasting his time on it. Now it was different. He would definitely not underestimate this particular Nottingham Forest team. In front of people, he always appeared to refuse to bow down to Tony Twain, but in his heart, he did not dare to take Twain lightly.
Strength counted for a lot in the football world. The best way to prove one's strength was to gain victories and win trophies. A manager who had won 16 important trophies within 15 years absolutely could not be taken lightly.
Mourinho was not stupid. He knew it was not easy to beat Tony Twain's team. Therefore, he was extra careful.
What were the strengths of Nottingham Forest? What were its weaknesses? How had their condition been in the last few rounds of the league tournament? How was the situation with the team's injuries? Had the mentality of the players changed with the approach of the end of the season? Did Tony Twain's announcement that he was retiring make a deep-seated impact on the players?
These questions hovered in Mourinho's mind and he needed to figure them out.
He was already well aware of Nottingham Forest's strengths and weaknesses, having played against this team for so many years. He also understood Tony Twain very well. How could he not? However, knowing the strengths and weaknesses of the other side did not mean that he knew how to deal with them.
Fortunately, he still had two weeks.
　　※※※
As the league tournament drew to a close, a lot of people had things to do. Some people were busy making a last-ditch effort for the season's goals, either to win the title or to secure a spot in the league. While others were trying to get a good ranking and obtain a bigger share of the broadcast fees after the league tournament ended.
Some others were thinking about their next season.
Dunn was among the last group.
Two days ago, after Nottingham Forest defeated West Ham United by 2:0 in an away game, he received a call from someone claiming to be Evan Doughty, the chairman of the Nottingham Forest club.
Just listening to the voice, Dunn could tell if this man was really Evan Doughty. He had not had any contact with the Forest club for seven years, so it was understandable if he could not recall Evan Doughty's voice. However, he believed the man was the chairman of the Forest Club, as Twain had once told him that Nottingham Forest would contact him during this period to discuss a matter about a contract.
It was just that he did not think it would be the Nottingham Forest club chairman who personally contacted him...
Could Evan Doughty be putting on a show of courtesy? Or was Tony's influence at Nottingham Forest so great that even the club chairman had to show him some face?
Dunn did not want to delve into the issue. It was none of his business. Since Evan Doughty had called, it meant that it was time to think hard about the matter of leaving Notts County and returning to Nottingham Forest.
Actually, Evan Doughty remained skeptical about Dunn. However, he was somewhat hopeful since he was a candidate that Twain had strongly recommended. After all, he still believed in Twain's vision.
They could not speak properly on the phone, and besides, such an important matter had to be discussed face to face.
Evan Doughty and Dunn arranged a time to meet alone and talk.
After all, Evan would have to listen to Dunn's thoughts on the Nottingham Forest team and find out about Dunn's plans to see if he could put the Forest team's future in the hands of a young coach who had yet to achieve any outstanding results thus far.
Although he listened to Twain, he was not a fool without a brain.
If Dunn could really come up with something to his satisfaction, then signing Dunn on would be fine. As for the Notts County team... he would just give some compensation. Anyway, a manager's compensation was not high. Nottingham Forest would still be able to afford the money.
After he agreed to meet Evan Doughty, Dunn ended the call. He began to think about how he could say goodbye to Notts County. After all, it gave him a stable platform to build the team according to his own ideas. They gave him seven years. No matter how terrible the results were initially, he was not pushed out of the manager's position. It was impossible for him to have no feelings for Notts County.
However, he had to pursue a larger stage and a wider sky. The ceiling above his head was not his goal. Tony understood him and thus had given him such an opportunity. He could prove himself again on a bigger stage, lead the Forest team to regain its lost glory and dignity, but also to seek the dream long buried in his heart...
Notts County still ranked in the middle of the English Football League Championship this season, with no hope of promotion. Moreover, the Notts County club's top echelon seemed to have no intention of promotion. To them, the current results were already quite good. Without the support of external funds, it could only position itself at this spot.
Since the club had no ambitions, he would go his own way.
　　※※※
Pierce Brosnan sat in an office that belonged to him alone. He was thinking about the game in two weeks' time. It would be Tony Twain's retirement game, so reporting on such a highly publicized game would be a challenge.
Many media people were currently focused on the game. If he did not have an incisive point, how could he stand out among such a fierce news competition? Moreover, print media obviously had a disadvantage as compared to television and online media.
Tony Twain was leaving, and the Nottingham Evening Post had curated a special issue. Brosnan was the editor of the topic. He needed to coordinate the staff and resources to strive to make this the best issue he could.
First, however, he needed to identify a theme and an angle. In what way could he delve deeper into the report to achieve the most desired effect?
He simply let his hand go off the keyboard, got up and walked to the bookcase. He began to flip through the materials in there – past issues of the Nottingham Evening Post. He hoped to be able to find some useful materials from them.
When he flipped open the newspaper, a familiar headline caught his eye.
"We Were Raped!"
It was only then that he realized what edition he had pulled. He looked at the date: January 4, 2003. It was the first time he and Twain first took the stage...
Tony Twain in the photograph was still young. The bossy and domineering character was already faintly visible in the position of his eyebrows. Who knew at the time that such a young rookie with shocking language could become the best manager in England's history?
The people and the things of that year...
Brosnan had a sudden flash of inspiration.
Why should he just produce one issue?
How could a single issue be enough to describe Tony Twain's course over the past 15 years?
Brosnan felt that no matter how skilled the reporters who wrote and described Twain's experience were, it would not be as impressive as Twain's own account.
All he had to do was dig out every step that Twain had taken over 15 years and present it to the readers. Then he would let them follow the topic of every issue and reminisce on the ups and downs of the past 15 years together.
It would be sufficient. The "chronicles" of Twain in every upcoming issue would certainly become valuable material worthy of collection.


This is a story about the pursuit of victory.

— "I subscribe only to the theory of victory. I only pursue victory. As long as I am able to obtain victory, I don’t care if it’s total football or counterattack. What is the ultimate goal of professional soccer? In my opinion, it is victory, and the pinnacle of victory is to become the champions. I am a manager. If I don’t wish to lose my job or be forgotten by the people, there’s only one path for me to take, and that is to lead the team in obtaining victories, in obtaining championship titles!”

The main character was not well-liked by people.

— “⋯We conducted a survey which had been deemed by Manager Tony Twain as extremely meaningless. In a random street survey conducted, ninety-three percent of those surveyed chose the option ‘I hate Tony Twain’, while only seven percent chose the option ‘This person is rather decent, I like him’. It is worth noting that nobody chose the option ‘Who is Tony Twain? I don’t know him’. Mark, do you know why Manager Twain felt that our survey was very meaningless?” Parker, a reporter from <The Daily Telegraph> laughed loudly and said when he was being interviewed by BBC.

But there were also people who were madly in love with him.

— “⋯ Became the spokesperson of world-wide famous clothing brands, shot advertisements, frequented the fashion industry’s award ceremonies, endorsed electronic games, has a supermodel girlfriend. His earnings from advertisements exceed his club salary by seventeen times, owns a special column in various print medias, publishing his autobiography (in progress), and is even said that he is planning to shoot an inspirational film based off his own person experiences! Who can tell me which part of his life experiences is worthy of being called ‘inspirational’? Hold on⋯. Are you all thinking that I’m referring to David Beckham? You’re sorely mistaken! I’m talking about Manager Tony Twain⋯.”

He was very knowledgeable about Chinese soccer.

— “⋯ I’ve heard about it, that Bora gifted four books to his manager Mr. Zhu before your country’s national team’s warm up match. After which, the team lost 1:3 to a nameless American team from Major League Soccer. The new excuse that Mr. Zhu gave for losing the match, was that Bora gifted “books” (‘books’ and ‘lose’ are homophones in the Chinese language). Here, I recommend that you guys find out what that one specific book is. Which book? Of course the one that caused you all to score a goal. After that, tell me the title of the book. Before every match, I will gift ten copies of that same book to you. In that case, won’t you all be able to get a triumphant 10:0 win over your opponents every time?” An excerpt taken from Tony Twain’s special column in a certain famous Chinese sports newspaper.

"Pertandingan memasuki 10 menit terakhir. Nottingham Forest, yang tidak berada di stadion kandang mereka, memiliki skor imbang 3:3 dengan lawan mereka. Kedua tim telah bermain cepat hari ini dimana lima gol telah dicetak di paruh pertama pertandingan! Di menit ke-66, Ipswich mengubah skor menjadi imbang."
"Kabar buruk baru saja masuk bagi Forest dari Rotherham United. Satu gol dicetak Wolverhampton Wanderers FC dalam pertandingan tandang mereka melawan Rotherham United, dan pertandingan yang membosankan itu akhirnya menunjukkan tanda-tanda kehidupan. Tapi, ini adalah kabar yang sangat buruk bagi Forest. Kalau skor imbang ini tetap bertahan hingga akhir pertandingan, akan ada selisih lima poin antara Forest dan Wolverhampton."
"... Tapi kembali pada apa yang terjadi di sini... oh yeah! Bola masuk! Marlon Harewood! Ini adalah gol pertamanya hari ini dan gol ke-21nya untuk musim ini! Gol itu pastilah sangat melegakan bagi Tony Twain! Di menit ke-79, timnya sekali unggul atas Ipswich!"
"Pertandingan sudah berakhir! Nottingham Forest mendapatkan kemenangan beruntun keempat mereka di pertandingan tandang! Tony dan timnya jelas sedang menyusuri jalan yang cerah!"
Pada tanggal 5 April, putaran ke-41 pertandingan liga, Tang En memimpin timnya dalam sulitnya pertandingan tandang, mengalahkan pesaing terdekat mereka, Ipswich, dengan skor 4:3. Gol terakhir Harewood membawa tiga poin berharga bagi tim.
Pada 9 April, pada pertandingan ke-40 yang dijadwal ulang, Nottingham Forest kalah dari Leicester yang berada di peringkat kedua dengan satu gol. Kekalahan itu bukanlah kegagalan total. Tang En mengistirahatkan pemain utamanya dan merasa puas bahwa tim mereka hanya kehilangan satu gol. Karena Leicester memiliki 80 poin dan unggul dari tempat ketiga Sheffield United dengan selisih angka 11 poin, ia menganggap kalah satu gol adalah sebuah kemenangan. Dengan hanya tersisa lima pertandingan liga, Leicester dan Portsmouth, yang memiliki 83 poin sudah dipastikan akan naik tingkat ke Liga Utama. Tim yang tersisa akan bersaing melalui playoff untuk menentukan tempat ketiga — tempat terakhir untuk maju ke Liga Utama.
Karena Ipswich, yang berada di posisi ketujuh, telah banyak mengalami kekalahan dan cukup jauh selisih angkanya dari posisi enam, Tang En tidak khawatir mereka akan bisa mengejar ketertinggalan. Karenanya, ia memutuskan untuk menyimpan energi utama Forest untuk pesaing selanjutnya, yakni Wolverhampton Wanderers.
Pertandingan ini akan menjadi pertarungan langsung antara posisi kelima dan keenam. Kalau Tang En menang, poin posisi Forest akan sama dengan Wolverhampton, dan mereka akan bisa mengungguli Wolverhampton dengan selisih gol mereka. Tapi, kalau Tang En kalah dari mereka, selisih poin antara keduanya akan semakin melebar.
Tim posisi ketiga hingga keenam dalam klasemen Liga semuanya berpartisipasi di dalam babak playoff. Tapi, menurut peraturan Piala FA Inggris, sistem kompetisi ini akan menggunakan metode eliminasi melalui dua babak. Semi-final akan menggunakan away goal rule dan final akan ditentukan melalui satu kali pertandingan di stadion. Tim yang saling bertanding adalah antara posisi ketiga dan keenam, dan posisi keempat dan kelima. Oleh karenanya, semakin tinggi peringkatnya, semakin lemah lawannya. Ini adalah alasan kenapa Tang En sangat ingin menang dalam pertandingan melawan Wolverhampton Wanderers dan mengambil tempat kelima.
Karena ini adalah pertandingan playoff, manajer Wolverhampton mungkin berpikiran sama seperti Tang En dan menyusun taktiknya dengan cermat. Ini akan menjadi sebuah pertarungan langsung dan adil.
Pertandingan baru berjalan selama sembilan menit ketika striker Wolverhampton Nathan Blake mencetak gol.
Di menit ke-26, gelandang Wanderers, Colin Cameron, menaburkan garam ke atas luka Forest dan mencetak gol kedua, membuat skor menjadi 2:0. Para penggemar Forest tenggelam dalam kesunyian yang mencekam.
David Johnson mengembalikan harapan mereka dengan mencetak gol di menit ke-40. Para penggemar Forest seolah bangkit kembali.
Di paruh kedua pertandingan, kedua manajer memperlakukan lapangan seperti papan catur dan memainkan permainan catur yang intens.
Akhirnya, di menit ke-73, taktik Tang En untuk "berjuang hingga titik penghabisan" berhasil. Michael Dawson berhasil mencetak gol setelah Tang En mendorongnya maju ke lini depan. City Ground tiba-tiba terdengar seperti sebuah bom telah diledakkan disana. Sorakan dari tribun penonton terdengar sangat keras hingga Tang En bahkan tak bisa mendengar suara tepukan tangannya sendiri.
Selama sisa pertandingan, meski Tang En telah berusaha yang terbaik dan para pemain Forest terus berlari sampai kaki mereka kram, mereka masih tetap tidak bisa membawa kemenangan bagi para penggemar. Mereka tidak bisa melakukan apa-apa selain berjabat tangan dengan para pemain Wolverhampton Wanderers di rumah mereka sendiri.
Hasil imbang itu tidak mengubah papan peringkat, karena posisi enam besar tetap sama, dan bahkan tidak ada posisi yang berubah.
Ketika bangun keesokan harinya, mood buruk Tang En telah hilang sepenuhnya. Hal ini dikarenakan dia mendapat pelajaran dengan Yang Yang kemarin malam. Kini dia merasa bahwa ada dua hal dalam hidupnya yang layak untuk dinantikan. Pertama adalah kemenangan di setiap pertandingan, dan yang kedua adalah pelajaran bahasa Mandarin dengan Yang Yan.
Setiap kali Yang Yan melihat Tang En, dia akan mengaguminya, karena Tang En adalah satu-satunya orang asing yang dia kenal yang bisa mempelajari bahasa dan budaya Cina dengan begitu cepat.
Tang En selalu mengangguk dan menunjukkan bahwa dia setuju setiap kali Yang Yan memujinya dengan serius dan kemudian menambahkan, "Aku tidak bermaksud menjilatmu." Tentu saja, rahasia kesuksesannya adalah karena dia memang sudah bisa berbicara dan menulis bahasa Mandarin. Dia adalah pria Cina yang telah tumbuh dan tinggal di Cina selama 26 tahun.
Pelajaran bahasa Mandarin itu hanyalah alasan bagi Tang En untuk mendekati Yang Yan.
Dia berharap bisa mendengar suara Yang Yan, melihatnya tersenyum, berada di ruangan yang sama dengannya, menghirup udara yang sama, dan berbicara tentang subjek apa pun yang disukainya.
Biasanya bagian pertama pelajaran adalah Yang Yan yang mengajar Tang En, sedangkan bagian kedua selalu berubah menjadi Tang En yang berbicara panjang lebar tentang sepakbola kepada Yang Yan.
Tak satu pun dari mereka merasa ada yang salah dengan itu. Yang Yan secara bertahap menjadi penggemar tim Forest, sementara bahasa Mandarin Tang En telah meningkat dengan sangat cepat, dan itu membuat Yang Yan merasa sangat bangga.
Melihat teman sekolah lamanya terlihat sangat bangga, Tang En merasa geli. Tapi, dia tak bisa mengekspresikan dirinya dan membocorkan identitas aslinya. Dia sadar bahwa dia tak mungkin kembali ke kehidupan lamanya. Dia sudah jatuh cinta dengan pekerjaannya menjadi manajer. Meskipun dia hanya manajer pengganti, dia tak ingin mengembalikan tubuh barunya.
Sementara terkait Yang Yan ... gadis itu adalah satu-satunya penghubungnya dengan masa lalunya. Kehidupan masa lalu Tang En tidak memiliki banyak hal untuk dikenang, kecuali gadis itu, yang kadang membuatnya berpikir tentang belajar di sekolah Cina dan bertemu orang-orang baru.
Yang Yan adalah gadis pertama yang ditaksirnya. Tapi, gadis yang ditaksir pertama kali biasanya tidak akan berkembang menjadi apa-apa. Tang En tidak berencana untuk mengatakan semua itu dan justru menyimpannya dalam-dalam untuk mempertahankan kehidupannya saat ini. Aku tidak mengenalmu saat itu dan kau juga tidak mengenalku. Sekarang kita sudah saling mengenal, tapi takkan terjadi apa-apa diantara kita.
Kegembiraan yang dialami Tang En ketika dia pertama kali melihat Yang Yan hanyalah karena perbedaan tajam yang dia rasakan antara kehidupannya di masa lalu dan masa kini, serta efek yang diberikan oleh fantasi itu terhadap kenyataan.
Sekarang, efek itu perlahan memudar, dan dia bisa memperlakukan Yang Yan dengan tenang dan normal.
Biarkan masa lalu tetap berada di masa lalu ...


Ini adalah kisah tentang mengejar kemenangan. Dalam sepakbola profesional, kemenangan adalah yang utama. Tanpa kemenangan, kau hanyalah pecundang.
 
Tang En adalah pemuda Cina dengan temperamen buruk yang tak pernah bermimpi akan menjadi Tony Twain, seorang manajer tim sepakbola profesional, Nottingham Forest. Dengan hanya berbekal pengalaman bermain game sepakbola, dia mulai memimpin timnya menuju kemenangan.
 
Perjalanan menuju kemenangan itu sama sekali tidak mudah. Pertandingan keras antar klub, pemain yang cedera, penggunaan taktik yang sesuai, hingga keputusan-keputusan yang diambil saat situasi genting turut mewarnai perjuangan menjadi juara liga. Tidak hanya itu, Tang En pun diuji untuk mengatasi semua insiden yang terjadi dalam kehidupan pribadinya. Dimulai dari teguran FA, penghargaan manajer terbaik, hingga beragam pekerjaan sampingan dan skandal pribadinya. Dengan semua peristiwa itu, bisakah Tang En mewujudkan mimpinya untuk mencapai kemenangan bersama timnya?


Five minutes after the attack of Man City.

 Woo-young's playmaking was slowly taking effect.

 There have already been several attacks, but the gap was not enough to score.

 'The pass was a little long.'

 Wolverhampton's defense was pretty good.

 The problem was that it was shaken over time, but it was famous for playing very solid defense in the first half.

 That was the hallmark of Wolverhampton.

 'Then let's go another way.'

 So Ho Young decided to change the style of play.

 [Once again, Man City gets the ball.  Yaya Toure's forward pass.  Woo Ho Young receives.]

 [Kal Henry at the same time!]

 Fuzzy!

 Either or not, Ho-young defended the ball, backing Henry's fight.

 At the same time, the ball was pulled between the legs and out of pressure.

 [Woo-young, I'm trying to break through!]

 Opportunities arose instantly.

 The second line reached the center of the second line.

 You could pass to Adebayor, open the shooting angle and hit the mid-range.

 But this was not predicted.

 Fuzzy!

 "큭."

 191 centimeters huge.

 Defender Richard Stearman came in from the side and pushed back.

 Not a fight, just pushed into the body level was pushed.

 At the very least, Ho-young responded quickly, and if not, he might have been injured.

 Beep!

 [Richard Steerman is shown a yellow card.  It was so intense.]

 Adebayor nearby came hurriedly and set up a revival.

 "OK?!"

 "Yes."

 "thank God.  Such a bastard.  I will take revenge. "

 Adebayor made a nasty impression and stared as if to kill Steerman.

 "It's okay.  You can win the game. "

 Ho-young said that after free kicking, he swept a non-rotating shot.

 But unfortunately, because of the slight defensive wall scored did not come out.

 This time it was Steerman.

 [Oh, the good flow is sinking again.  Unfortunately.]

 The atmosphere was strange at the moment.

 It peaked about five minutes later, when Wolverhampton took a corner.

 Beep!

 [Alas ... Adebayor eventually crashes into an accident.]

 Adebayor, who was marking Steerman during the ball race, cast a kick and hit Steerman's butt.

 And I was caught by the referee.

 He had revenge in his own way, but the problem was that the method was a long way off.

 Beep-

 The decision was of course a penalty kick.

 What was more spectacular was his response.

 "Young.  I did it. "

 "······."

 Laughing huryeonyyeon exposed to the same fellow feels eerie.

 One of his nicknames.

 The winner.

 A compound word of 'de'bayor and the' lion ', which is sometimes nicknamed as letting go of a mental line to be a merciless man.

 I wanted to do it, but there was no regret.

 "Young, no one will mess with you now.  Then ask back. "

 Ho-young lost something to say.

 I stared at his back proudly.

 [Emanuel Adebayor]

 Talent

 Goddess' chewy muscle (U)

 Fantastic personality (S-)

 Balanced Body Balance (A + 3)

 -Space penetration (A + 2)

 -(View more)

 (If you meet the conditions, you can find one talent.)

 (S grade or above can be coveted only if the hidden condition is achieved.)

 (Condition 1: At the same time start the contest)

 (Condition 2: Record 3 Attack Points)

 (Condition 3: Win the Game)

 (Hidden condition: open when one or more talents are explored)

 'You were so crazy.'

 His heart was grateful but he could not defend his actions unconditionally.

 In addition, Wolverhampton scored the first goal after a successful penalty.

 [This is unusual.  Wolverhampton lead one to zero.]

 [Adebayor, I was so excited today.  No matter how much Woo Woo-young's fan needs to distinguish between the ball and the ball in the field.]

 [I can't predict how the game will flow over this.]

 "after."

 It was a situation that showed Man City to be a very unstable team.

 10 to 11.

 It was a very unfavorable fight.

 In addition, there was no goal to finish the attack.

 'I can't help it.'

 Hoyoung approached Hovenue and said,

 "Hobinyu, lead the playmaking."

 "I?"

 Robin's eyes widened.

 I felt strange.

 Is the best playmaker in history taking charge of playmaking?

 There was a smile in my mouth.

 But Robin replied with a smile.

 "Hmm.  Yes, what.  Let's do it. "

 Thus, the two came to breathe in an unexpected way.

 "Good.  Then let's start with the situation first. "

 "What's the situation?"

 "From now on, please move as much as possible to my signal."

 Woo Ho-young's command began.

 After Adebayor was sent off, the atmosphere was untidy.

 "That crazy child.  If you forget, you'll hit an accident. "

 It was clear that Adebayor ate a steerman, but it wasn't a positive thing to ruin the game.

 It was the worst.

 "You're not going to lose this way."

 "Speak a word.  Your opponent is Wolverhampton. "

 "Yes, it won't be.  It can't be ....

 The fans believed the team.

 It was very disadvantageous for one player to be sent off in the first half, but the opponent was the league's weakest Wolverhampton.

 Woo-young's Man City is tired of such a team at home.

 [No matter how many Man City you have, you should never let go of Wolverhampton.  Man City's camp still has strong players.]

 [That's right.  On the left and right sides are Avenue and Sean Wright-Phillips, while Gareth Barry and Yaya Toure stand in the midfield.  And Woo-young is still at the center.  For Wolverhampton we should never be vigilant.]

 'It's still disadvantageous.'

 Wolverhampton manager Mick McCarthy was the same.

 No, I couldn't, but I couldn't.

 The match was one-on-one, but now it was time to focus more.

 'It's time to get defensive.'

 Mick McCarthy.

 He was a self-proclaimed director who knows Woo Ho-young well.

 Woo-Young had been interested since the destruction of Guardiola's Tikitaka two or three years ago, and he has been observing his play ever since.

 His playmaking helped me a lot in researching tactics.

 'Usually, in this case, the amount of activity is greatly increased to overcome the numerical deficit.  Then get a score and let him dry from there.  Opponents who have collapsed mentality are shattered. '

 Thorough analysis.

 'As long as there is Woo Ho-young on the other side, pretend tactic changes are rather poisonous.  You have to build your defense defensively and change your tactics later. '

 Don't be fooled.

 It was the only way to get one victory point.

 Mick McCarthy was instructed to change the formation first.

 And after focusing and analyzing Woo-young's play, I was going to respond with the best tactics.

 [Wolverhampton's formation will change.  Karl Henry goes down to the third line in the midfield.  Powers up the line with David Edwards.  This put two defender midfielders on Wolverhampton's side.  It's 5-4-1 large.]

 [To protect the five bags completely.]

 Commentary was right.

 Wolverhampton took on an extreme defense as they settled down the line as a whole.

 Even Kevin Doyle, one of the top saws, went down to the midfield and actively participated in his back fight.

 The ultimate physical strength was Wolverhampton after all, in the midst of the intention to buy time to catch up like a water ghost.

 "They are excited now.  We have to play a little dirtyer than it is now. "

 "Kevin!  Strong pressure from the front! "

 "Henry and Edwards is in charge!"

 "I don't see any accreditations!"

 "Hang Woo Young's playmaking as much as possible!"

 The players burned their will and increased momentum.

 Pharmacy Rebellion.

 How beautiful is this?

 There was nothing they could not say.

 But maybe, today did not seem to be that day.

 [···Ah!]

 [Manchester City formation is changing.  Woo Young goes to the forefront, filled with Yaya Toure.]

 The formation was 4-2-3-1 and was changed to 4-1-3-1.

 Instead of a defense, the attack power was greatly enhanced.

 This is what Mick McCarthy predicted.

 Ho-young, however, puts the variable to the forefront as if to ridicule Mick's tactics.

 [Extreme attack.  To score as many goals as possible before the end of the first half.]

 [But Wolverhampton is strengthening the midfield.  What's more, Manchester City is in poor numbers, so how can you fight back?  Currently there is only one Gareth Barry in the middle of Man City.]

 Gareth Barry was a great housekeeper in charge of the team's iniquities.

 But it was not enough to cover the midfield.

 but.

 [Woo Young goes to the 2nd line from the front!  At the same time Toure and Sean Wright-Phillips are going down to the midfield!]

 [Amazing.  It's like looking at a transformation robot.]

 Conductor of the battlefield.

 As Ho-young's gestures were, the players anomalously moved, creating an esoteric formation.

 First, Ho Young took the second line alone.

 In the meantime, Toure and Sean Wright-Phillips descended into the midfield and joined in a back fight, bringing the ball directly.

 The ball was delivered to Hovenue.

 Hoyoung and Gareth Barry helped back and forth to make the process smooth.

 [Very flexible and creative thinking.  It's like Manchester City overlooking the stadium.  Is it Manchini's skill?]

 [I do not know.  At least I don't think it's the director's style.]

 [Then, too ...]

 [This is it again.]

 Although not exactly what Ho Young thought, the team moved the wolverhampton's formation as they moved.

 Dense spider webs seemed to be torn into pieces.

 'Nonsense.'

 Mick denied his view.

 I could not believe it.

 There are 10 opponents.

 However, I did not understand why it is possible to seize the middle and second lines at the same time.

 They were taking numerical advantage from time to time with anomalous and creative movements.

 It was like a wave that could not be caught by hand.

 'how?'

 Woo Young.

 This time too he was.

 He made his way slowly and leisurely by crossing the two lines from the front and adjusting the flow.

 Activity, Pass, Tension, Positioning, Speed.

 All that had to do was erase the existence of Henry and Edwards.

 'How the hell can you do that?  All judgments are running smoothly. '

 Mick finally realized.

 Far from getting to know Woo Ho-young, the important thing was that he didn't even know 'Ual-mok'.

 And it was arrogance and vigilance.

 But it's too late to revert.

 The intensity of the wave grew stronger and it soon came to me.

 "Young!  Infiltrate! "

 Hovenue's playmaking was the moment.

 Tak, Tak!

 As the gears snapped in, the pass went several times, creating a decisive opportunity in the blink of an eye.

 Hovenue's breakthrough continued.

 [Hovinho beats Kevin Foley on the left side.]

 [I'm digging into the center as it is!]

 His playmaking was enough to shake Wolverhampton's defense.

 At the same time, Woo-young Woo changed her career and attempted to penetrate into the empty space.

 It was a perfect location that I could not give you a pass.

 However.

 'no.'

 Hovenue did not pass immediately.

 [Hobinyu!  Hovenue continues to drive in!]

 [Steerman runs and leaves the cover!  You have to decide quickly !!]

 Attention to the end attracted the defenders, only to leave the ball off the tip.

 It was a pass, not a shoot.

 widely!

 In front of the door.

 While everyone was sold to Hoffinho's dribble, Ho Young, who was standing in front of the goal with no mark chance, caught the ball.

 Perfect scoring opportunity to close your eyes.

 In the meantime, Ho Young opened his eyes and shot exquisitely.

 Cheongung!

 It was a tie in 30 minutes.

 [Go oh oh oh!

 [League's League No. 3 Goal!  Thank you for waiting!  Man City finally makes a score!]

 I waited so long.

 But I no longer had to wait.

 Woo-young and Ho-binyu's breathing got better, and the chance of getting shorter and shorter.

 Moreover, in the second half, Chemie exploded.

 No, rather than a chemistry, it was a painting that fits one side as much as possible.

 Regardless of how Robinho plays the playmaking, Ho-young takes the opportunity from the foot and scores it.

 At the end of the second half, there was a baseball score on the scoreboard.

 And.

 Beep!

 Despite hard work, Wolverhampton was humiliated and defeated.

 The result is 6: 3.

 It was a hot game that fans had been hoping for.

 [Manchester City secures three points with four goals from Woo Woo-young.]

 [Incredible.  It's League 6 goal in two games.  It is a proven game that Woo Ho-young can be the EPL score king.

 [That's right.  In addition, we were able to confirm that Woo Ho-young and Ho-binyu's breathing are getting better.]

 Yes.

 Hoyoung was able to regain his relationship with Hovenue a little through this game.

 There was something else gained.

 [Covets the chewy muscles of Goddebal]

 [Gatdebal's chewy muscles (U) and black leopard's elastic muscles (U) succeeded in synthesizing.]

 [Covets lively muscles (W)]

 'right.'

 The working time combined with W is only one week.

 It was a very meaningful talent.

 Wasn't that true?

 In order to safely go beyond the limits of human beings, the body must be the foundation.

 'I like a good start.'

 In addition, I heard that David Silva's recruiting case was well resolved before the match began.

 This saves Shaun Wright-Phillips a winger.

 Placing David Silva on the side and moving it centrally seemed to give you the picture you wanted.

 And then ...

 'I need a winger, an attacking midfielder and a replacement member who can handle the attacker.'

 I have already heard that other players are working on it.

 But he couldn't be sure if he would come to Man City.

 He was already a peak player.

 That afternoon in Milan, Italy.

 A visitor came to the vice-president's office in AC Milan.

 "Galiani, I'm here."

 "Oh, come and sit down."

 Galliano greeted him with a dark look.

 As usual, he had a very serious face.

 "I'm sorry to call you up so suddenly.  I think I should tell you right away. "

 "Well, is it a weekly problem?"

 "I would have called your agent."

 In other words, it's a big issue that goes beyond that.

 Gaulani did not turn around and took out the subject immediately.

 "There's an offer for you in Manchester City."

 "!"

 It was a promising suggestion that he was just hanging the bench as the foam dropped.

 "Hmm······."

 He pondered for a while and soon opened his mouth.

 "Okay, let's listen to City's suggestion."

 Then he showed his gums and smiled.

 'Sitira will be fun later this year.'

Woo Hoyoung has returned to the past and gained the ability to steal the abilities of others!

His goal is to now become the greatest soccer player to have ever existed.

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Character's introduced in this chapter :

*Jade Kingston played by Jade Thirwall .
*Jasper Gothem played by Sam Craske.
*Anonymous - Liam Hart played by Liam Payne

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Location : Wolverhampton , University of Wolverhampton . Dorm buildings 

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' A best-friend won't agree with you to make you happy,
  If anything they'll say what needs to be said , no matter you want to hear it or not ! '

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7 months before 


Jade's POV :

A new start ,
A new day ,
A new semester
and 
onto my 4th year in the University of Wolverhampton. 

I blinked  my eyes rapidly to get used to the brightness in the room and the pushed the covers off  me . After a while laying on the cold bed , I pushed myself up , while sitting in an erect posture , I then stretched my hands and wriggled my toe fingers to relieve myself from this passivity . 

I inhaled the fresh air and spoke " Good morning to you , Jade . Feel beautiful !! " 

Immediately , I jerked my head  in the direction , when I heard a groan  as well as the alarm going off from the other room , to soon realize it was the late night party-pooper . I stood up , made my bed , folded my blankets and then took the glass of water from the nearby  side table and after removing the glass lid walked over to the forth-coming drama scene .

I stopped right in-front of the bed , a body clamped over what used to be called a bed up to now , was now covered by blanket or bed-sheets . Within the next few seconds​ , I pulled the sheets off  , then dumped the entire glass of water on his  face and spoke " Good morning Jas .  "

 With shock all over his face ,along-with water dripping from his hair  , Jasper sat-up on the bed , holding his hand over his chest . He screwed his eyes on  me and then spoke  " Give me a warning before doing that and I'll be up without you wasting energy and time on me Jay ."

I shook my head and got into my singing tune and sang  

"I've been there all night,
I've been there all day,  
And boy, got me walkin' side to side ." ;
exactly the same way Ariana Grande sang in the song - 'Side to side'ft. Nicki Minaj .

I heard a 'puff' voice from behind me . I looked back to see Jas sleeping back on that feather pillow  . I swear he is a polar bear in hibernation . 

I shook him violently and spoke " Jasss . Jassss . wake up , wakey-wakey . It's a new day . college starts today . I wanna be early .We can't be late .... Jasss pleaseeeeeeeeee ............" 

He screwed open one of his eyes and spoke " Jade , you're impossible . What will you do being this early ? It's 8 :30 for goodness sake !! Our classed don't start before  10 !"

 I groaned and spoke  " Get up Jasper please . pretty please . please , you're the best one pleasee .pretty pleaseeee for meeeeee " 

I  got down on my knees and inter-wined my hands and put them under my chin and pleaded  to him  , while trying my best for him to fall for my puppy eyes along-with a prominent pout featured on my lips .

You can say that I'm a child at heart  , oh I get that a lot ! Mentally doing a hair-flip .

Jasper just shook his head and sat up on the bed pushing his bed-hair back , " Go hit the shower first . I'll get  down with the breakfast . " 

I screamed while hugging him , twirling us from side to side on his spring bed ,

" You're the best best best best-friend in the world Jasper . I love you sooooooo much Jas. " 

He pulled himself from the embrace and spoke " Yah-yah I know ! but young lady , keep your filthy hands to yourself please . " 

I nodded my head and answered " okay Jas " and then embraced him back this time a bone-crushing one . In-return he groaned and sweared on me multiple times 

You see jasper is not a straight guy . I suppose I don't need to explain much on that ?!

I guess I'm lucky then because being with him is like being safe  , the feeling of being home and he's like next to my brother . In-case Wolverhampton grew on me is because of Jasper . 

Let me say you this the whole of this university knows well about the uniqueness in Jasper and I guess that's a plus point for me as I can be with him like always  without being judged and without hearing the rumour's about us dating ! 

I quickly walked over to my cuphoard and pulled out a grey tank-top with the words 'cocoa-cola' along with well-ironed white jeans . I quickly walked inside the bath-room after grabbing my toiletries bag . After I was done with my shower and  my daily morning routine of washing my face and brushing my teeth  , I quite quickly wore my top over my under-garments followed by the jeans . 

I walked out after wipping my legs on the door-mat and as a ground rule in this apartment , well only according  to Jas . I paired my out-fit with my black and white and black duo sneakers and my watch . Later I brushed my messy tangled hair . After I was done with just brushing , i grew awfully lazy  . So, I just grabbed a bandana and tied it to the top  with two knots , later putting the left over hair which fell back into a messy bun .

I again made my way to the cupboard and opened up my drawer where my infinite collection of eye-wear were held . What ? I'm proud of my collection !

I grabbed a nerd style Rayban eye-glasses and wore them , as i can say i'm half blind without them. HEHEHE !

 I made my way over to my study-table and then packed my necessary books for the day . I could hear the hustle and the rustle's of the students in the corridor going about borrowing stationery , clothes , make-up , books in the neighbours or their friends dorms . 

To which i did realized i didn't do my own make-up . I left my back-pack half-done and then walked over to the showcase grabbing a eye-liner and applying a thin layer over my eyelids . I caught hold of my baby pink lip of the brand 'elf ' and swiped it over my lips . 

here  ,

now I do look presentable .

I heard the stove being switched off to which my eyes just widened. Hurriedly i applied lotion on both my hands and sprayed some cologne across my upper chest .

I ran over to my study table and just in time Jasper walked into my room ,  removing the apron around his waist . He looked in my direction and questioned , " we aren't twinning today right ? "

 I shook my head and  while arranging  my books in my bag , I  spoke " No Jas . Go get ready ! "

He replied back saying " oh , great then . I'm hitting the shower . " 

 before closing the door of my room , he spoke " jay ? "

I turned my head in his direction to see that he now only had his pajamas on . I raised my eye-brow to which he spoke 

" don't wait for me . Have your break-fast . By the way i saved some pineapple tarts for you , from last night . Don't tell Troye , he'll have my head then !! "

I gave him a toothed smile and spoke " Thanks Jas . You're the best . " 

He mocked  me " Oh i know that ! think of something new to say me Miss Jade Kingston . "

I gave him a scowl after which he closed the door .  

I carried my back-pack till the couch near the entrance door



along  with a file which i had to submit to Mrs. Evan on the couch decently . I sat on the high stool of  our joined kitchen and dinning table and ate the pineapple tart which my precious Japser saved for me . 

Half-way while i was eating , I heard Jasper calling me out from his room . I replied back with a 'yes' and continued having small bites of my tart not wanting it to get over soon . 

He walked out of the roomfully dressed  with a towel in his hand . He looked in my direction showing my phone . He twitched his lips and then looked back at my phone in his hands  . 

I got the look and spoke " how much got transacted into my account ? "

Jasper looked onto my phone and spoke " Edward transacted 50,000 euros into your account which got directly connected with your credit card . " 

I muttered out a 'okay'  and continue savouring the tart until he spoke again , " that's not the end of the text ."

I nodded and spoke " Delete the message then  . "

Jasper walked over and stood in-front of the table  and spoke " I normally being on your side would then and there delete the text, Jay , but i really really think you should read it . It might change your mind , to call him . "

I nodded and took the phone from his hand which he gestured me to take . I placed it on the kitchen counter and grabbed my now empty plate and walked inside the kitchen and dumped it in the sink which would be later washed by him .

When i came back in the hall , I saw Jasper sitting on the couch right beside the file . I squealed and spoke " Jas careful . Don't mess with the things around  . "

He looked towards me and then to the file beside and answered, " Ah! yes and  why would i ? It took you days to do this . Mrs Evans will love you even more for helping her out with the office work . " 

I nodded  while grabbing my phone  and pushed it back in my jeans  . I walk  towards Jasper to see him  getting up from his seat  and walked into his room . He came back with his bag and stopped right in-front of me and spoke " Let's get going  ! " 

He started unlocking the front door when  I asked  
" And your break-fast  ? "
To which he gave me a wicked smile and answered , 
 " did you like seriously take the ' don't wait for me . Have your breakfast ' ? "

I thought for a milli-second and suddenly grew angry . Before i could say anything Jasper ran out of the apartment  , leaving me with the duty to lock the door . 

I grabbed my bag and slung it over both my shoulders  and also grabbed my file  and hugged it in between my arms and ran outside while locking the door behind . 

I ran past the huge crowd to catch up on Jasper but it took me a lot of time , patience and energy to wiggle myself out of the unwilling crowd .  

Thankfully i was at the end of the hall-way and then i ran my way down the stair's in search of Jasper . 

When i was at the last step of the stair-case , ready to take a turn , I bumped into a stoned body with which the end result was me on the floor . 

My eyes screwed open when I felt somethimg was missing and then they widened , when I realized my hand were empty . 
Immediately, I  looked up to witness a paper fall . I smiled for a mere second  and then shock took over my face .

shit 

stupid 

that's not a paper fall .

that's your hard-work scattering !!!!!! 

but it was too late they already took their landing on the floor . I looked for the person who was responsible for it . 

My eyes stopped wandering at one person who was as well on the floor .  There were a two  suit-cases dropped carelessly near the stair-case  and one duffel bag around him . I got up from the floor and ran behind the papers which were far away and were ready to take a flight again . 

After a few attempts of  sucessfully collecting all the papers , I came back to see that the same person was still there and now had two papers in  his hand as well . I stomped my way  towards him  and when i stood in-front of him I grabbed those papers from his hand later pushing  him a bit back and squealed 
 " Are you blind or what ? "

He look amazed and shocked at my words when all he gave was a bitter answer back
 "  I could say the same to you ? ! "

My mouth fell ajar and I immediately retorted back .
" Look mister . You bumped into me and I at-least get the right to get back a courtesy out of respect . You made me fall to the ground and made no attempt in helping me up  or either help me with my papers . they took me almost three straight damn weeks . ! "

He gave me a smirk and answered " great to know that you're hardworking ! " and looked back at the bulletin-board hung on the wall. 

I got annoyed and spoke " hello . I deserve an apology  ?! "

He looked in my direction and quickly answered ,  " I don't think so ! "

My mouth fell ajar and i scowled while speaking " What do you think of yourself ? "

He turned his entire body . That's when i got a look of his face . He had a  chiselled jaw with a light stubble over his chin. He had brown  hair which was raised into fohawk  ( check google to know  what is a fohawk hair-style )  , he also had a warm colour of brown eyes , that almost looks mesmerizing .

 My eyes wandered down to his lips when he spoke " Oh ! I think no! i rather  not . I call myself as perfect ." with that he left me while carrying his luggage up the  stairs without giving me a second glance . 

such a dog i swear .  

with a huge + point of being a jerk 

'Perfect'  it seems !
 utter piece of ego man if you ask me ! 

mental case ! retarded human being !

needs to be in an asylum rather than a university and that too this university .

shit !

I suddenly realised what I was doing before meeting this jerk . I  turned my back  and shouted out 
" Jasperrrrrrrrrrrrrrr......... "

" wait for me jasperr..... "

"Jasperr...... " 
while running my way towards the exit gate of the dorms  in search of him .

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What happens if two people from entirely different nature; 
One who acts like careful , responsible and perfect 
And the other who is care-free , irresponsible and imperfect;
 Collide 

And 
What if the differences in between ,  rips them apart 
Or whether this is just a sign of something new ?

Tag along  the start of WORLD WAR III 

Two words 
Two worlds
And 
Two wonders
Perfectly Imperfect .......

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It was a book titled Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy. Thou it is one of the greatest classic novels of all time, J hasn't read it but it is in her reading list. She hasn't met Felix's wife and thought that it was so thoughtful of her to give her a book. Felix probably told her about her fascination with classic novels.
 
She kept the book in the bookshelf that Jacob provided for her in the study room.
 
Now how about the flowers. She doesn't want to leave it at Evergreen Villa because they don't live there temporarily. Now she regrets taking it with her. She should've left it at the Parkers Mansion.
 
"Honey, aren't you done?" She heard Jacob called her in the bedroom.
 
"Yeah. I was wondering what to do with these flowers. I should've left it at the mansion." J said when she walks out of the study room.
 
Jacob's gaze at the flower turned grim. "Now they only gave you a problem with those flowers."
 
J smirk. "You are just bitter."
 
"Just leave it here," Jacob said.
 
J gave her an icy glare. 
 
"Leave it here and I'll have Lulu take it at the mansion. Happy?" Jacob said with slight irritation, however, J knows that he was just faking it.
 
"And put it on a vase then place it on our bedroom," J added.
 
Jacob rolled her eyes. "As you wish."
 
J smiled with complacency. It is rare for her to accept flowers from others so the experience is a bit overwhelming.
 
The couple left the house and J was taken by another surprise.
 
"We are taking this?" J is looking at her blue sports car that is now out of its garage with wide eye. It has been weeks since the last time they drove her beloved sports car and she missed it. This past couple of weeks every time that they went to Lodgepole Estate, Eve's and Martha's Home, they would take Jacob's SUV because of the stuff that they had to bring with them. Big boxes of grocery items and toys would not fit into her sports car.
 
"Yes," Jacob replied satisfied with the look on his wife's face. "Here," Jacob said then J looked at him with astonishment. Jacob is passing her the glass key of her sports car.
 
"You are letting me drive?" She said with teary-eyed. The last time she drives was during the Lotus City Motor Speedway Championship because Jacob seriously never lets her drive in the street since her accident at the Naupaka Racing Circuit.
 
At first, he just told her that she is forbidden to drive until her cuts and bruises heal but then he later on decided that he will only let her drive if he feels like it. And it has never happened yet until today.
 
Jacob smiled sweetly. "It's your birthday."
 
"Is it just for today or from today onwards?" J asked hoping for the latter.
 
Jacob thinks for a while before he answers. "Definitely for today." J felt a little disappointed. "But I'll think about the latter."
 
J's eyes were sparkling with happiness. "Okay. I'll accept that." She said before she walks around the sports car and steps inside the driver's side.
 
She drives ecstatically. Damn! She missed it! She missed the steering wheel. She missed the adrenaline. She missed seating on the driver's seat.
 
"Where to?" she turned and asked Jacob. The day's itinerary was supposed to be a surprise but how can it be when she is the one behind the wheel. Jacob suddenly regrets giving her the key.
 
"Black Heiress Team," Jacob replied. Their first itinerary is now not a secret anymore but what's in there is still a secret.
 
J looks at him then she replied, "Okay." without probing any further.
 
The Black Heiress Team is located near the Lotus Motor Speedway. The front building is a two-story building. It is where the showcase area, souvenir shop and the team's main office is located. While behind that building is the team's own repair and custom shop.
 
"I think you should not park there," Jacob said when J was about to park in front of the building. The race car enthusiast and fans of Black Heiress know that she owns that kind of sports car they are driving and if they saw it parked in front of the Black Heiress Team shop, people would flock around for a chance to see her.
 
"Oh... Okay." J understands so she drives around the building and parked inside the repair and custom shop instead.

At the age of 10, J's parents died in an ambush leaving her in the care of her grandfather who years later sent her away along with her best friend to hide her and her identity from those who would try to kill her after her parents.

20 years past, a lot of things had already happened. Her dearest grandfather died, she came back to Lotus City, and was secretly married!

She was married off by her grandfather to his best friend's grandson before he died and she was oblivious about it.

Do this secret marriage has to do with her secret identity?

NOTE:
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Michael woke up the next day and trained all morning. He planned on going to Las Vegas first. Honestly, Michael did not want to keep gambling. He thought casinos were too vain and excessive. However, upgrading a skill to intermediate tier costs 10 million credits; he was planning on upgrading Stock Market analysis skill to Intermediate level. If he did that now he would only have 3 million dollars left. He knew that when it came to investing, it was optimal to have as much starting capital as possible.
 
He booked a flight to Vegas in business class. This would actually be the first time he flies on an airplane. Michael realized that he was a frog in a well. Honestly, domestic ticket prices are not even that expensive. It's just that he never had anyone to visit.
 
He read web novels till he had to go to the airport. He drove to the airport and found a remote parking lot. After checking around to make sure no one was looking, he put the car in his inventory and walked in to catch his flight. Having an inventory really made things easier. Michael had a decent moral character so it was alright; however, he wondered what would happen if a shady person got the system.
 
He could go around and take everything as long as he could touch it: Jumbo jets, Statue of liberty, and even an entire bank.
 
"Wait, system what happens if I absorb a bank? Will the cameras and the security system still work? " Michael was curious now.
 
[ Since all absorbed objects are placed in a dimensional pocket the electronics will not work as they will get disconnected. However, host should not try this because the building will be connected to the ground; which is connected to earth so you might absorb more than you expect. You can only absorb free objects. 
However, you might be able to absorb an isolated safe box. Furthermore, the inventory cannot contain living creatures. So if you try to absorb a building you would suffer a backlash if the building contains living creatures.]
 
Michael did not expect that he could accidentally absorb earth. Honestly, he did not want to think about the consequences of such an action. However, he was delighted to hear the hint about the safe box. He did not want to become a robber. However, if some bank messed with him it was nice to know he had this option. He wanted to earn wealth by himself; Stealing is never a long-term solution.
 
Michael finally boarded the flight. Honestly, he was really nervous to go on a plane. What if the plane crashes? He decided to meditate the whole time.
 
A random stranger sitting next to Michael

The guy sitting next to me was obviously very scared of planes. He started sweating after the plane took off. He took one look outside the window and then closed the blinds. Then he started meditating; is he an Indian guru? Man I really have to upgrade to First class from now on. I cannot stand these freaks.
 

The flight only took two hours. As Michael walked out of the airport, he was astonished by the city. The background reminded him of a desert. However, the city was full of skyscrapers. The buildings were not conventional either. There were pyramids, glass towers, and even a mini Eiffel tower. It looked like a child was given infinite money and asked to design a city.
 
He spent the rest of the day driving around and seeing the city. He planned to relax a little before continuing his gambling spree. There was surprisingly a lot to do in Vegas. He booked a hotel and then went to sleep.
 
The next day he planned on going to the Las Vegas motor speedway. Michael always loved cars and he always admired race car drivers. At the Vegas Motor Speedway, he could rent a race car and race on the track. He drove to the track. It smelled like petroleum and burned tires. Honestly, this must be what manliness smells like.
 
He saw many cars racing on the track: Supercars, Hypercars and even official race cars. He walked into the office to register and rent his own dream car.
 
He finished the registration and rented a Nissan GTR. He also signed up for the amateur race challenge. Before he could race he had to attend a safety course. As he walked into the classroom he noticed that a gang of teenagers were already there.
 
He ignored the rowdy kids and sat up front. 

"Hey, kid you here for racing? Have you ever raced before?" the kid who looked like a leader started trying to get Michael's attention.
 
"No, it is my first time on a race track." Michael was very frustrated and replied harshly.
 
"No wonder why. Do you even know who I am? I am Daniel Weber; I am a racer who has been offered contracts from many Indy 500 teams (Indy 500 is the American version of F1 racing series). 
Let me give you some advice; Racing is very dangerous and it is not meant for everybody. Why don't you go back home to your Mommy." Daniel did not like the way this kid was treating him. He was one of the top talents in the new generation of race car drivers. Every time he goes to a race track, people would be lining up to ask for his autographs. 

He brought his friends today to race and try the amateur challenge. He had not officially begun professional racing yet so he could still participate in the amateur track challenge. He wanted to show off to his friends and set a new track record.
 
"We have not raced yet so how do you know that I will not do well?" Michael was annoyed. Why did this guy put his nose into other people's business? Does Michael have a pick on me sign on his back?
 
" Haha, you think you can just try racing and be good on your first try.  Let's see if you can beat me on the challenge? If you do I will shave my head and quit racing forever. However, if you cannot beat me then you have to kneel and beg for forgiveness in front of everybody. Deal?" Since he did not know that Daniel was a racing driver; Daniel did not plan to tell him and decided to take advantage of his ignorance.
 
Michael agreed because he was confident of doing well with the help of the system.
 
"Hmm I will naturally win and I will post your apology on the internet to make sure you fear me" Daniel mumbled under his breath. He could not wait to win and see the teenager's reaction.
 
Michael looked at the skill store in the Technical skills section. He saw a Driving skill and bought it.
 
[ Basic Driving (100,000 credits): allows you to operate cars much more efficiently. You will be able to learn racing techniques much faster than before.
 
Deducting 100,00 credits. Remaining credits: 730,000]
 
With the new skill, Michael was much more confident in defeating Daniel. He did not plan on upgrading the skill as not all skills are worth upgrading. The instructor finally arrived and started the safety course.
 
After the safety course, Michael decided to do some laps in the Nissan GTR he rented. The rental package included an instructor that would sit in the car with him and give advice. This was the other reason why he accepted Daniel's challenge; He was hoping to learn from the instructor; with his high intelligence, he should be able to quickly learn new techniques.

Paul Mitchell was a retired racing driver, now he worked at the Las Vegas motor speedway as a Racing Instructor. He has seen many hopeful amateurs who wished to become professional race car drivers.  He heard today that some kid from out of town challenged Daniel Weber to the Amateur Track Challenge.

 Daniel could not be considered a professional racer yet, but he is already being offered contracts from multiple Indy 500 teams. Youngsters these days are really to hot-blooded. They played racing games and think being a race car driver is easy. He hoped the challenger would not embarrass himself too much.

Paul joined his trainee and started explaining some of the basics of racing. He explained concepts like Understeer, Oversteer and optimal braking. He learned that the boy's name was Michael and he was touring Vegas. Sigh! racing is really too dangerous for the average tourist; However, since Michael already signed the waiver there is nothing Paul can say.

Michael started doing laps around the track. At first, he was going slow and trying to get familiar with the track. Then he started speeding up while making adjustments according to the instructor's advice. 

Paul could not believe it; Michael was a monster. Within a couple of laps, he practically memorized the track and then started improving. He had never seen anyone improve so fast; this boy was born to race. After the training session, Paul tried to offer recommendations to help Michael jumpstart his racing career but Michael turned them all down. 


Michael was glad he took the training session before the challenge. There was so much to consider in racing; it is almost like a science. He now looked forward to the challenge this afternoon.

Michael was just an ordinary boy living in modern-day America. He grew up in an orphanage with a bleak future. One day he acquired a mysterious package only to inherit a system. Join Michael as he changes his fate and conquers his destiny; armed with a mysterious system that tries to convince him to take over the world.

This is my first novel so I would appreciate any constructive criticism and support.


This novel will also be posted on RoyalRoad.

~ Hill family villa ~

Next morning, after breakfast, Sarah called Stella for a chat in private.
Sarah wanted to ask Stella about the technique that Stella taught her earlier which will allow Sarah to sense danger. Sarah wonders if that is related to her experiencing an unpleasant feeling when she met a man with number 71. But Sarah is cautious not to disclose too much because she knows that if her mom finds out that it might be something related to those Eastern European families, she will not like it. Not only that, but Stella might even give her incomplete or false information, just to keep Sarah away from that.
Sarah was confident that she has her questions figured out just right, so that she gets the information she needs without revealing too much.
"Mom, I have some questions. It's related to the methods for sensing danger you taught me a while back."
"Are you practicing?", Stella was pleasantly surprised that Sarah is asking about techniques she taught her. 
"Yes. Regularly. I wanted to confirm… how do I know that it's working?"
"Think about it as if you can sense someone's presence, especially if there are intense feelings directed toward you. The more you practice the more refined it will be, and you will learn to differentiate between types of feelings such as anger, malice, maybe even love. I know a person who is an expert, and he says that he can without mistake differentiate between people because everyone has a different vibe."
"Are you are saying that I can differentiate between people?"
Stella gave a comforting smile, "Not now, that is something that requires a lot of practice… but someday, yes. You are a very fast learner, I'm sure that if you are diligent, you will see results soon." 
"Is it possible that more than one person gives the exact same feeling?"
"No. But only experts are capable of making this distinction. Some people can give you a similar feeling, and with your inexperience you might not be able to tell the difference. At least not at this time. Practice, and you can reach that proficiency as well."
Stella observed Sarah and saw that she is in thoughts, recollecting something. "How about you tell me why are you asking me this? What is with sudden interest?"
Sarah wanted to avoid this, but at the same time she knew that Stella will get her suspicions. Sarah needs to say something, so that her mom does not launch full-blown investigation. "I saw a man, during our conference in Las Vegas. And he gave me an eerie feeling. I felt the same feeling more than once. Once I felt it, I'm almost certain that was it, but I could not see anyone… and at that time I also thought how the sensation was not unfamiliar. It was similar to unpleasant feeling I got from my neighbor King in Fairfield."
Stella listened to Sarah attentively, and at the end she frowned. "Who in Fairfield?"
"King. I don't know his name. Just King. He is my neighbor across the hall from the apartment you gave me for Christmas…" Sarah saw that Stella's frown deepened. "Is everything OK?"
Stella snapped out of her thoughts and smiled. "Yes, yes. Keep practicing and you will be more proficient… While we are on the topic of Fairfield, when do you plan to go back there?"
Sarah shrugged, "I don't know… but we will be here at least until Sophia's wedding."
Two of them chatted a bit more before Sarah left.
As soon as Sarah left, Stella got her phone and called her brother. "Oleg… we need to talk… Yes, it's urgent. Did I ever call you and it was not urgent? When can we meet? …"
…
At lunch, Sarah shared with Stella and Edward that Aiden and she plan to go to Sophia's house for few hours, and then they will return to Cabin. She also mentioned that they will pick up the car Aiden left at the hospital on the way. Edward gave them several warnings not to race because it's not safe. Sarah laughed.
"While on the topic of cars and racing… I got a call from Skipper. It seems two new vehicles arrived.", Edward looked at Sarah waiting for an explanation.
Skipper is a mechanic who is maintaining vehicles on their property in New Mexico. That is the property where Edward made a racetrack similar to Daytona Speedway. After cars passed checkup, they were sent to that property.
Sarah's eyes lit up. "Checkup passed! We will go and try them out when we get a chance." 
She was looking at Aiden, but he obviously didn't understand what they are talking about. Edward's next sentence clarified to Aiden that they are talking about two cars that Sarah won in her big Las Vegas gambling match.
"SLR McLaren Roadster and Bugatti Divo. Are you going to explain how you got your hands on those?" Edward was doing his best to sound fatherly-stern, but he was not able to control his smile. He loves fast and exclusive cars, and these two are something that gets him excited.
"It was a legal transaction.", Sarah refused to say more than that. She saw that Edward does not mind. "When you go there, feel free to try them out."
This comment made Edward very happy. "Thank you for the permission to try out something that is taking refuge in MY garage!"
Sarah laughed and took a mental note that they should find a spot to keep their cars. Sarah loves motorized vehicles and so does Aiden. It's inevitable that in time they will collect more and need a place to keep them… and drive them to the max.
After lunch, Sarah and Aiden headed out, and Edward gave them few more warnings not to race.
…
At Sophia's and Felix's apartment, Sophia was working from her home office, and Felix spent morning resting. Anesthesia wore off during night, and painkillers were not doing much to alleviate pain. But it was bearable, as long as he didn't move his arm. 
Sophia came few times to check on him and to bring him food and snacks as well as painkillers, but it was obvious that she is very busy. Felix knows that she has a lot of work, and always urged her to go back to the study room emphasizing that he is OK and does not need anything.
Before lunch time, doorbell sounded, and Sophia opened. Felix heard commotion and thought that it's too much for just a lunch delivery, so he went to see what is going on.
When Sophia saw Felix getting out of the bedroom, she gave him a stern look to go back to bed, but he was too confused with what he saw to react. He was standing in the hallway looking at numerous people lined up.
"Ma chéri… who are these people?", finally he asked.
Seeing that he is already there, without intention to go back to bed, Sophia called him to the living room. "You know Leah, right?"
Felix and Leah exchanged greetings.
"I called some people over, since we need to start making some changes… This is Tod and that is Erica, they are in charge of finding people who will work at our new home. Tod will find us candidates for security, and Erica for the staff who will handle maintenance and other daily needs… people behind are candidates they found so far. I will shortlist them and then we will do another round of interviews in few days. I will make sure that you are there for the house staff, and Sarah will assist with security…" Sophia wants to get staff for their new home. It's a big villa and they will need few maids, gardener as well as the cook and someone who will manage it all. She talked about that with Felix previously, but he brushed it off as something that will happen later. 
After Sophia's talk with Sarah who brought out the possibility of those Eastern European families starting to look for them, Sophia decided to put security as important item as well. She contacted agency who provides security services and they sent her Tod to assist in finding suitable candidates.
Felix was obviously still taking all that in. "Do we need so many people?"
"Yes. Our house is much bigger than this and our family is expanding as well." She placed her hands over her belly. "You tried doing things alone, and look what happened.", Sophia gestured to his hand. 
"Oh, and I've hired group of people to assemble furniture at the house. Sarah and Aiden will handle them, so you don't need to worry about my… safety." Sophia was on a roll, Felix had difficulty taking all this in without letting her see how stunned he is. And then she threw another bomb his way. "Before I forget… the most important person for you." Sophia gestured to young man who was standing next to Leah to step forward. "This is David. Starting now, he is your personal assistant."
"What?" Felix's head was buzzing. 'Is this what she was doing in the morning? I thought she was working… and what personal assistant???'
Sophia explained with a final tone which didn't give him any chance to think about refusing. "With your hand hurt, and big presentation coming, you need an assistant. It's temporary for now, but if he works well, it can become permanent."
"Hi, Mr. Martin. Nice to meet you! I'm excited for the opportunity to work with you.", David flashed a bright smile and spoke with enthusiasm.
Felix absentmindedly shook his head thinking how and when did all this happen. 'Too many changes…'

18+ content!

This is a story of three Hill sisters who are navigating through challenges while they uncover the complicated story behind their maternal side of the family. And their father is not a simple man either.

Sarah is an introvert who does not want to attract attention. Other than mad coding skills, Sarah knows how to throw a punch. She believes that her biggest problem is the existence of a hacker Omega and her world flips when the most popular guy on campus approaches her. What does he want? Why her? (Ah, Sarah, that is only the beginning.) 

JoAnna easily makes friends with her bubbly personality. Some call her a mad scientist, but she prefers ‘Dr. Hill’, because that is what she is. JoAnna is an excellent markswoman who can snipe out any target and she is wondering if her prince charming will ever come.

Sophia is the voice of reason, their pillar of support. She is a confident CEO who knows how to get what she wants. Sophia’s degree in law combined with amazing capabilities to analyze situation and plan ahead make her the perfect strategist (to achieve a goal without ending up in jail). 

Every sister is different, and so are their relationships. 

They all have in common: trust and belief that if they work together, anything is possible.


***SPOILER? - START *** 
Story starts with a focus on the youngest sister (Sarah). 
After about 100 chapters, the oldest sister (Sophia) gets in the romantic spotlight. 
JoAnna finds herself pulled into romance last, at about 200 chapter mark. 
***SPOILER? - END ***



"Do you believe in destiny?", Sarah broke the silence. 
"Destiny?" Aiden didn't expect such a question. 
"Yes. The thing that is meant to happen, and there is nothing you can do to prevent it. And when it does happen, everything feels right." 
"Why would you ask me such a thing?" 
"Until few weeks ago I would say that there is no such thing as destiny. That we are all masters of our lives and that everything depends on our actions, or lack of it. But I can't help but wonder: why did I not push you away? ... Why does it feel like everything will be OK as long as we are together? ... You are a piece of me that I never knew was missing. Is this destiny?" 
"Mmm... if that is destiny, then I approve it.", Aiden lightly kissed Sarah's shoulder and rested his chin on it. 

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1st WARNING!!!
Contains description of sexual scenes. If you are not comfortable with that, don’t read it!
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2nd WARNING!!!
This is my first novel! :)
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"I meant to say 'work with me as a personal assistant of mine'..." Li Shan said while looking around not daring to look into her eyes...
"For how many days???..." Ru Shi thought it was really a condition...
Zhou Ye was confused now and thought to herself: "did he really mean that... Ohh I think I was over imagining..."
"Hmmm, for 1 month..." Li Shan said while smiling faintly...
"One month...dude, Are you kidding???..." Ru Shi was really agitated by his words... She was the heiress of Ru Family what did he think about her... Setting aside her pride she sincerely asked how many days... But he took her for fun...
" I am serious as much as you were serious while scratching my car..." Li Shan said while glaring at her, sending chills in Zhou Yue's back...
Ru Shi looked with the same intensity and replied "ok... Don't start a fight now..." Ru Shi agreed only after making her mind to win this race... She and a mere PA not possible...
"Let's start the race then....' Li Shan said while signalling someone to bring his 'Maybach Excelero'... 
"Shishi, that car is worth about USD 8 million right???... I saw it in a magazine a few days ago...." Zhou Yue said while pointing at the car...
"He is car sick... of course he would definitely have that one..." Ru Shi said while removing her bandage carelessly...
" Hey wait let me do it..." Zhou Yue said while taking out first aid kit from her backpack...
"Why didn't you carry a sling bag instead of the backpack it's absolutely not matching your outfit..." Ru Shi looked up and down at her Zhou Yue's outfit... She would dress insane only when she is out of her mind, it was obvious that she would dress like that today but still, Ru Shi asked just to spit her mind out...
"I needed to keep everything, your breakfast, the first aid kit, the energy drink, the protein shake and also some other things..." Zhou Yue knew her shishi well ' Even if the world collapses, this girl will still stick to her words and die only after finishing her task ...'
"Awwww, Thank God you didn't make your mind to convince again...." Ru Shi said while pinching her cheeks slightly with another hand...
" I knew you would never agree..." Zhou Yue slightly pouted at her stubbornness...
Li Shan who was watching all these things crossing his hands felt amazed about their friendship... How could someone be so close to each other...it was going in his head and the other one the 'dead dumb' person Mr Li Chenyu was still not back from his shock... 
"Hey, you can talk with her after the race... So don't stand still here... Go and sit there in the audience seats.. Go Go" Li Shan pushed him to the other side and the 'dead dumb' went and sat still in his own thoughts...
Zhou Yue completed everything and took one last glance at her hand... She hugged her tightly and patted her head... Ru Shi nodded giving her a silent response that she is fine and she will win... Zhou Yue smiled and went towards the audience seat...
They both entered their car, wore their helmets and Ru Shi wore her hand gloves too so that she doesn't get distracted from the blood... It was one of the rule in every race to wear a helmet which they would never neglect...
With three two one, a bodyguard fired a bullet in the air and both drove with atmost speeds...
Li Shan was in a little lead from Ru Shi's car... No one knew what her plan was...
Ru Shi took a deep breath and pressed her gas paddle, she took a fast turn when Li Shan was about to come in front of her and took the lead... It happened in split seconds within a blink of the eye... Her move made her beat him and move a little faster than him...
"My shishi is the best..." Zhou Yue stood up in happiness and started to cheer Ru Shi... On the other side of her, Li Chenyu was sitting dumb... She looked at him and pinched his hand...
"Ahhh..." Li Chenyu helped in pain...
"Stop daydreaming and look at the race... They are now at the same level... See there..." Zhou Yue pointed at the opposite side of her direction were two cars were speeding and beating each other with one in the lead at each time...
Li Chenyu stood up and thought to himself when did the race start actually... He cleared his mind and looked at the race...
It was a nail-biting race... No one knew who would come first...
When they were about a few kilometres away from the Ending line, Ru Shi slowed her gas paddle and left the other to lead... This confused Li Shan a lot... The only thought running in his mind 'was her hand hurting a lot'... This thought was suppressing his mind and wasn't allowing him to concentrate on the race... Suddenly he felt that his heart was dominating over his brain which had never happened in his life... What was happening with him, with his mind and also with his heart he didn't have a single clue about it... During all these thoughts his speed was also slowing down which he didn't notice but Ru Shi did...
She smiled devilishly at the success of her plan of distracting him... It was the trick which she used every time... She played both with her skills and also with her mind that was the reason why she won most of her races... Only a few racers used this trick of confusing their competitors by slowing their speed and giving them a clue that they are tired... She pressed her gas paddle and within a few minutes, she took the lead and also made sure that she doesn't allow him to come in front by going in front of his path... Zhou Yue cheered her more and she knew that they were going to win... Li Chenyu also cheered Ru Shi as she was his idol confusing Zhou Yue... He then shut his mouth and looked straight and then cheered Li Shan to make sure that Zhou Yue don't pour questions in front of him and also made sure to suppress his fanboying feelings...
In the speedway...
Li Shan was so furious that he really wanted to crash her car as she was not allowing him to take the lead... He tried his best but the female lead of this race was really an amazing racer which he finally came to know... He thought many ways but still, this stupid women was not allowing him to take the lead... They were just a kilometre away from the End line... Zhou Yue was so happy that she ran towards the line and stood beside the road and Li Chenyu followed her...
(Tl's note- knock knock your author his here... Congratulations to all those who wanted Ru Shi to win... Even I too wanted it)
Li Shan knew that now he doesn't have any option of winning but still didn't lose hopes and gave her a tough competition by turning here and there so that she would follow the same of staying in front of him till the end line...
"When did Miss.Ru Shi learn to race... " Li Chenyu said a little loud as being one of her biggest fan, he didn't know this slightest thing about her...
Zhou Yue laughed out loud seeing his reaction... She then proudly smiled and turned towards him " Do you know that Alice, the champion of our country's annual International Speedway race???... "
" Yes, that 19-year-old girl who created a miracle by being the youngest winner of this race... I think that record is not crossed by anyone till now... " Li Chenyu was well aware of that race as he also witnessed it with his eyes opened and mouth agape at his school days... He came with his whole family to witness it and he even heard a rumour that the winner didn't accept the prize nor did she stand on the winning stand, but a handicapped child received it in place of her... Many higher families knew that she was someone who couldn't be offended and may even belong to a big domineering family as she didn't come forward to receive the prize... 
Zhou Yue sighed at his full-on explanation... who doesn't know about her... He should have just said "yes" than elaborating everything which she already knew...
" That Alice was none other than my Shishi, I mean Ru Shi..." Zhou Yue said and even felt depressed remembering that day as she knew how much her shishi suffered after that secret race... Ru Shi's father gave her tough days after that race till his father Ru Fengmian scolded him and made sure that Ru Shi lived how she liked in future...
"What???..."  Li Chenyu took a few steps back in surprise... All the women whom he admired were turning out to be his idol Ru Shi except that 'ShiRui'... He would have agreed that ShiRui was Ru Shi if he saw the spellings correctly but in the game, only the name was pronounced which sounded like "SheRuyoi" so he didn't find any connection between these two women... ( In the game the name will be seen to those who are friends and belong to the same family... Whenever they talked they could just here her name saying 'SheRuyoi is texting now' and texts would be in pink letters indicating she is texting...)
"Yes, you heard the right answer... Alice was none other than Ru Shi... Don't ask it again... just lock it in your mind..."  Zhou Yue waved her hand to make him shut his mouth... 
It was just suddenly Ru Shi noticed something and her car was slowing down a little bit... Zhou Yue started biting her nails and tapping the foot on the ground seeing what was going on in the race... Ru Shi was creating an opportunity for Li Shan to win...This was of course not a trick as they were just 2 meters away from the end line... It would be stupid enough to slow down now... Seeing that she was slowing down, Li Shan hurriedly sided from her car and was fast enough to go in front of her and take the lead... Ru Shi turned around and came back to senses only after Li Shan passed beside her car... She pressed her gas paddle but was not as fast as Li Shan, so she crossed the line just 10 seconds after him... In the end, Li Shan was the winner only by 10 SECONDS... Zhou Yue and Li Chenyu didn't know what was happening... Ru Shi was declared as winner in their minds when they saw how she was not allowing Li Shan to cross her just a few minutes ago... But now Li Shan crossed the line first... All happened in just fraction of seconds that they didn't know what had happened just now... "Why did Ru Shi slow down all of a sudden???..." This was running in everyone's mind even the bodyguards also felt it weird and stupid... Even though she slowed only a little bit, but still in such type of competitive races it was enough to beat the other players...

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Welcome to the world were Nature was the ruler and Humans were the slaves....


Here, every regretful action of man was punished by the nature in a brutal way...


How why and what happens in this world... Who would win, the man who used science to destroy the nature or the nature who is destroying the man using their own so called science...


To all those who are curious about this book or about me : 

This novel was just published to get that red author's badge. The badge attracted this Lil Me a lot so I couldn't constrain myself from publishing. Even though I have a good plot, I won't publish because writing isn't my cup of coffee. (Yes, I know, I am a crazy weird Homo sapien)

Sky shook her head. "I'm fine. I'm getting the feeling of something will happen... Wait! Let me call Dad."
Sky released from his grip and called him. Even after talking she wasn't feeling fine. She called Ryan, The latter received the call dismissing the meeting. After telling him to be safe, she hung up.
Arlo canceled her meeting in the meantime and took her home thinking it must be because she was away from home for many days.
By the time Sky reached home, She received a full report of Harley's working projects and nothing had any problem. She asked everything to managed properly and hung up.
Ryan had returned after Arlo's instruction and they spent time together. They engaged Sky in Ryan's room decor.
Every time she used to do it alone but this time, Arlo and Ryan sat with her in Ryan's room discussing every small thing of interior decor.
For not to make them worry, Sky thought to herself as she must be overthinking and ignored it.
After deciding everything, They had time for dinner hence the trio went out and chose a chandelier for his room, other lightings, and decor items personally.
The trio even painted the walls after dinner. It was Ryan and Arlo's first time doing it but Sky had done it when she worked as Rony's assistant in a few events and her craft room.
Seeing her back to normal, Arlo relaxed and saw the other two playing with paints. He had to forcefully carry her seeing them not stop.
"Ryan! Don't sleep here. Go downstairs. And we will select pictures tomorrow. I will..." Ryan could only hear till that.
He looked at the wall. It was no less than a designer wall.
Sky and he had painted a base color and after it dried, she used paper tapes on the wall to randomly put it on. Then topped with a darker color. After it dried, she removed the tapes for the final look.
Seeing it, the happiness he felt couldn't be received even if he could successfully acquire multiple companies or earn billions of amount.
Some times he used to think why Sky didn't buy gifts and make herself wasting time on it. After seeing the wall, the sense of satisfaction told him the difference.
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The next day everyone got to know her instincts weren't wrong.
Since the meeting was canceled and many works left out the previous day, they went to Harley and all Arlo's work shifted to Harley.
Sky had finished all the meetings after lunch and was checking on a few files when Arlo turned on the news channel which was reporting series of road accidents happened in the city.
In nine cars crash, five were dead, three were heavily injured, six were wounded. While she glanced again at the television, she found one Bently's number familiar.
She called Sam and gave him the number to check the owner. Arlo furrowed his brows hearing her.
When he had asked the previous night, she had replied 'I'm fine. It must be because everything is so good that I may be a little insecure for losing it.'
"Why are you again worrying unnecessarily?" Arlo had got up hugged her feeling helpless.
It wasn't like she wanted to worry and think too much. "I'm sorry."
He was about to leave her to work, Sam called which Sky picked up on the speaker. "Sky! It's under James Jeff. Why did you ask me to check?"
Sky who was sitting abruptly stood up hearing Sam, "Sam, is it possible to know who was in the car? It was in the car crash which is all over the news."
Sam responded and hung up to check.
Sky immediately called James but it was not reachable. She called Ethan and he didn't receive it. For unknown reasons, she didn't dare to call Mrs.Jeff.
She again tried to call Ethan and an unknown voice sounded. "Hello! The user of the mobile met with an accident and is in the City hospital right now. If you are an immediate family, please come to the hospital or help us by calling their family. Thank you."
The call had hung up, Sky took few seconds to say it, "Ethan is in hospital. Let's go."
Arlo left with her and they got a call from Sam saying James and Ethan both were in the car.
It was the first time Sky asked Arlo to use his influence to stop the news about Jeffs' to keep the news under wraps because Harley wasn't that influential.
Arlo tried to keep her calm, "You don't have to request, Say it or order it, I will do."
Sky nodded and sat on the backseat of the car as Peter drove and Sam tried to fetch the video of the accident but there was no nearby defined camera in the network.
The accident happened due to sudden change of lane by a car. Since the accident happened on high speedway, it resulted in seven other cars to collide by the blocking of two lanes.
In another car, Clark and Maxwell were coming. David had got the news hence he was also on his way.
After reaching they got to know James was in operation theatre and Ethan was out of danger with wounds but he was unconscious.
Arlo reported Sky that the airbag which was at James's side didn't open on time. Due to delay, he was hit to the front and then backside before another car crashed to their car.
The hospital was in chaos, Sky stopped Arlo from blocking the floor as other patients were also important who were being treated due to accident.
All waited for more than an hour, the operation was still going on.
Sky excused herself to go washroom but she had to use the public washroom which was on the floor.
Arlo's eyes were glued on the lady's room door until she exited and sat next to him. He rubbed her head, "Don't worry." and heard a hum.
For no reason, he had an urge to wipe his palm. He shook his head to disperse thoughts and remained calm.
After about a few minutes, he saw Sky calmly sitting next to him but he didn't feel it as right. "You! are you fine?"
He again heard a hum.
He kneeled in front of her to face and held her arm, "What's wrong? What happened?"
It attracted Sam and other attention including David.
"Nothing! I'm just tired." She responded blandly holding his hands to assure him.
But Arlo shrugged her hands and slapped her hard from which Sky almost hit on the wall.


Secretary Andy asked Sky, "Miss. Sky, why do you come here often? What is so special about this place?" 

Sky looked at him and asked unemotionally, "Are you asking as a secretary or as... as an old friend?"

Andy hesitated for a movement and answered, "A... A friend." and he looked forward to listening to her. 

After a minute of silence, "A few years back I came with a guy, I was so happy to be with him here, I miss those laughter n smiles. Just by standing beside him, accompanying him was making me happiest and cheerful. I liked spending time with him. was I too greedy?" she looked at him with an expectant look. 

Andy never expected Sky to be emotional. he tried to analyze what she said and he was dumbfounded by his thought. 

'Was.. was it me?', he doesn't want to think about it. 

--- 

"Sky! Come here!" He waved his hand to call her near controlling his surge of anger. 

Sky frantically shook her head and removed her heels seeing him coming towards her. 

He breathed out through his mouth slowly and asked patiently, "Who told you that I'm..." He gritted his teeth before saying, "Gay." 

'I will make sure that person regret all his life.' He thought to himself and saw Sky. 

She climbed on the bed and moved towards another end of the room as she replied, "Didn't Dad say it in front of you about you and Ray?" 

It was a bombshell to his poor heart. He stared at her. 

She was holding her heels and looked at him in horror. 

'This dumb woman thought me as gay from day one.' He thought to himself. 

"Sky! Let's sit and talk. Come here." Arlo called again patiently. 

Sky shook her head hysterically, "I would have never allowed you in my room if I knew you are bis..." 

He didn't let her finish and grunted "Sky!" 

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This is an original story. 

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