Inside a luxury hotel.
Hela lay on her luxurious bed, her eyes open, watching the clock ticking slowly beside her.
A little while later, a golden insect flew in through the outside window.
It landed beside Hela's pillow.
"Boss, I've already reported to Tuote and the others, and told them to focus on gathering intelligence on Godslaying Technology Company."
"Hmm." Hela nodded, then ignored Xiao Huan.
Xiao Huan didn't pay any attention, perching by the bedside and flapping its wings idly while chatting with Hela —though it was mostly just her talking to herself.
"I don't know why Aidan keeps doing strange things every Tiantian."
He's been hiding under the covers the whole time. When I arrived, he didn't even come out to see me. He doesn't treat me like a senior at all!
If I weren't weaker than him, I would have taken care of him long ago!
Xiao Huan flew around haphazardly above the house in anger.
" Tuote was even worse; the whole room was filled with smoke, and it almost suffocated me."
When Fulan saw me, he started arguing with me again without saying a word. Honestly, I hate him the most!
Xiao Huan talked on and on, and finally, tired of talking, she lay down on the edge of the bed to rest.
"Oh, right, there's another room next door where people seem to be having sex."
This is the first time I've ever seen this.
After uttering one last nagging word, Xiao Huan fell into a deep sleep.
Hela lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ticking clock.
Second after second.
The hazy morning sunlight streamed through the window, making the Xiao Huan, with its golden body, shimmer and sparkle.
Hela kicked the blanket off and rolled off the bed.
The Patrick Star pajamas on her body seemed to come alive and began to wriggle, then transformed into a beautiful casual outfit.
Hela grabbed the still-sleepy Xiao Huan, stuffed her into her pocket, and then pushed open the door and went out.
As soon as he stepped outside and turned around, he saw Aidan, who had also just opened her door and come out. Their eyes met.
Good morning, boss.
After looking at each other for a few seconds, Aidan was the first to greet him.
"Okay, I'm going to get breakfast."
Hela replied, then closed the door and started walking downstairs.
"Oh, me too."
Aidan mustered her courage and followed behind Hela.
The two had walked a few steps when they came face to face with Yamada, whose eyes were slightly red and whose clothes were disheveled.
Aidan's eyes widened slightly.
Upon seeing the two, Yamada nervously pulled up his collar to cover a bruise on his neck.
Then, feeling somewhat embarrassed and ashamed, I greeted them both.
Good morning!
Hela nodded in greeting, "Good morning, were you beaten up?"
Looking at Yamada's messy hair and the thick scar on his thigh, Hela asked in confusion.
Yamada's body trembled violently, and he slowly lowered his head to answer in a low voice.
"No, no, I did it by accident."
As she spoke, she pulled her skirt down even further to cover herself.
Aidan's eyes trembled, somewhat incredulous, but she still asked, feigning nonchalance.
"Um, how's the movie going...?"
At the same time, he carefully observed Yamada's subtle movements.
Upon hearing this, Yamada forced a smile and nodded to Aidan.
"It's a success! My boss has assigned me a role with quite a lot of screen time. I can go to the set in a few days. Maybe we'll even run into each other then."
Aidan looked somewhat dazed and nodded blankly.
"Okay, congratulations... Well, I'll be going now."
After saying that, she followed Hela toward the back of Yamada, Yamada also started walking forward.
Two young people, both with dreams, brushed past each other in opposite directions at this moment.
A woman, tears welling in her eyes, struggled forward, clutching the hem of her skirt.
The other's eyes were filled with confusion.
Same dream, different paths...
Along the way, Aidan followed Hela like a lost soul, a walking corpse.
Hela glanced back at Aidan every now and then, but he still didn't react.
Even if Hela looked into what Aidan was thinking, she wouldn't understand why he reacted that way.
When Aidan came to his senses, he was already sitting in Tuote's car.
Hela and I sat in the back, Tuote drove, and Weier was still in the passenger seat.
Hela turned to look at Aidan, who had finally come to his senses, and patted him on the shoulder.
"H-what's wrong, boss?"
"What's wrong? Why are you spacing out for so long?"
This was the first time Hela had ever met someone who could be even more lost in thought than she was.
Aidan lowered her eyes slightly.
"It's nothing, I just feel that some things aren't as wonderful as I imagined..."
Hela leaned back in her chair, blinking as she barely understood what Aidan was saying.
Hela patted Aidan on the shoulder to comfort her, then took out some potato chips and started eating them one after another.
"Boss, don't eat in my car."
"I'm the boss, I can eat whatever I want."
As he spoke, he grabbed a handful of potato chips and put them in his mouth.
Tuote could only sigh helplessly.
He glanced at the rearview mirror, his brow furrowing, then looked to the other side, his eyes becoming wary.
"Boss, we're being followed. Several men on motorcycles are following us and have now surrounded us."
Hela opened her mouth and ate all the crumbs from the bag of potato chips, then handed the garbage bag to Aidan and stuck her head out.
On the empty road, a dozen burly men with tattoos on motorcycles surrounded their vehicle.
Tuote stepped on the gas, preparing to accelerate and escape their encirclement.
But the group of burly men on motorcycles caught up even faster, with several motorcycles closing in on them.
To avoid colliding with them, Tuote had no choice but to turn around and go to one side.
"They seem to want to take me somewhere, what should I do, boss?"
Tuote turned to Hela, wanting to get her opinion.
"Go with me."
Hela leaned against the car window and replied calmly.
Tuote nodded and was then led away by the group of motorcycles.
After driving for about half an hour, they forced the car into a small alley where there were no people or surveillance cameras.
The group of burly men stopped their motorcycles, got off, and each carried a weapon.
"You all stay seated."
Hela gave the group a few words of advice, then calmly opened the car door and got out.
The leader, a burly man with a long beard, was carrying a baseball bat. He chuckled as he saw Hela come down.
"You're quite sensible. Don't worry, I'll take it easy on you."
He approached slowly with a group of henchmen, carrying a baseball bat, while licking his lips.
"But before I deal with you, I'd like to experience what it's like to be mixed-race."
As he spoke, the people around him revealed lewd smiles.
Why do you want to kill me?
Hela stood quietly, asking the burly man at the head of the group in a calm tone.
"Someone sent us to kill you."
"Who."
"I can't tell you that." The big man walked up to Hela.
"That's all I can tell you. Alright, miss, please cooperate with me."
As he spoke, he slowly extended his large, rough hand.