88 Help Her!

Owain was sure everything was a nightmare. There was no way the slum insect could be responsible for the present situation.

After all, was it even possible for someone like Zed to influence the chairman of the governing council?!

Owain became confident in his thoughts.

BANG

A heavy kick into his stomach brought him back to his senses. The dose of pain made him doubt his thoughts.

"You are fired!" Floyd coldly said, "All your decisions will be reverted back, and it would be you who signs those orders!"

What?!

Owain's breathing froze. It was like a bucket of ice water was poured on him. If he went back on his decisions, then he would earn the wrath of officials! After all, how could they handle the slight of having their children's admission canceled?!

He could understand if the decision against Zed was changed but all decisions? This would result in serious damage to him!

"Don't even think you can leave the premises without carrying out my orders!" Floyd continued, "You will also be signing a nondisclosure agreement! Of course, you can complain to the authorities!"

Owain shivered. How could he not know that the powerful always escape the clutches of laws?

"Zed! Everything is his fault!" Owain's heart was full of resentment.

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Evening.

Zed returned to Dream Rise House.

[[Sir, how was your day?]] Claudia asked as he freshened up.

"You already know the answer," Zed replied with a sigh. A droid nearby gave him a towel to wipe his face.

After freshening up, he directly went to the bedroom and laid down on his bed.

[[Lady Felicity had fun, so, in turn, this should make you happy given your relationship with her. Thus I assume you had a great day.]]

"....." Zed didn't know whether she was joking with him or being serious. He didn't say anything and instead closed his eyes.

[[There are two bad news.]]

 A virtual screen appeared above the bed.

Zed didn't open his eyes, and replied, "No good news to leave a sweet aftertaste?"

[[I'm afraid not.]]

"Just tell me what they are."

The virtual screen showed the details on the two news, but he was in no mood to read.

[[Carole has sent you a message postponing the date for an indefinite time.]]

"What?!" Zed opened his eyes wide in surprise. For him, it was truly bad news. In his Kiba form, he had spent much effort to make Carole agree.

Carole was impressed by his style, so she herself chose the time and location for their date. There were around 15 days remaining before they meet, but now she was postponing it?

"Did she specify her reasons?" Zed was sure she wasn't the type to go back on her words. If she didn't wish to go out with him, she would have declined in the first place.

[[Her message claimed she will be occupied at White Angel Corporation. She didn't share details.]]

"Ah!" Zed actually understood. He knew Hank was planning to launch an attack on Sky Fiend Group, so the entire corporation should be busy with preparations.

The confrontation will require a lot of time and resources along with other arrangements.

As a high-ranking member, Carole would have many tasks to handle. He also knew why she didn't specify details, as he had a fallout with Hank.

[[Do you want to warn her about the dangers of Sky Fiend Group?]]

"No need. She was there when I refused Hank's proposal." Zed shook his head, "So she would have an idea about the dangers involved."

There are always risks when the stakes were high. Carole would obviously know such a basic fact.

She has made her choice, and he didn't wish to interfere. If she died, then she can only blame herself. While he truly wished to spend time with her, he wouldn't go out to help her.

He didn't mind doing charity when he was in a good mood, but otherwise, he wasn't the type to help others for free.

[[I understand.]]

"Second bad news?" Zed closed his eyes again.

[[The main investigation team will be arriving in three weeks.]]

"We already expected them to arrive sooner or later, so what is bad in it?" Zed asked.

[[An encrypted message from Morgan's communication states that they are going to be prepared.]]

"Prepared for what exactly?" Zed asked.

[[To survive the destruction from the golden lightning phenomenon.]]

"That's unpleasant news," Zed frowned, "I guess this explains the delay."

The allure of the Cosmic Spark was almost impossible to resist. The lust for power was a trait common among all races.

Every creature desired more power than the other for it meant a higher standing along with the gain in lifespan.

From his experience with Castor Damon, he already knew the extent to which people can go for this power.

"Seeing the benefits the government has provided to Morgan and others, it was clear they were ready to spend resources like water," Zed's eyes flashed with a devilish glint as he continued. "And now it becomes more evident with the preparations for the main team. I might have to resort to slaughter."

[[All preparations are complete in case we face the worst-case scenario.]]

"I truly hope we don't have to rely on those preparations."

In recent years, he has become addicted to the rich and luxurious lifestyle. He wasn't ready to lose the life he has made for himself here.

[[Hope for the best but prepare for the worst. This used to be your motto when you created me years ago.]]

"Yes," Zed nodded, "But for better or worse, I have changed. I am no longer the kid who barely escaped BSE79 and slums."

Claudia has seen her master changing from a survivalist to a playboy. The skills that made him survive in the slum rusted all thanks to the change in lifestyle.

Claudia could understand the psychology behind this development. In the slum, he used to fight for survival constantly, but now with the unimaginable powers, he has enough confidence to survive anything.

Unlike before, he now lived in total comfort. There was no more struggle for food or shelter.

His life was filled with everything he 'wanted' and even with what he 'needed'. This was enough to change him.

[[I pray your change has been for good.]]

"...." Zed didn't say anything in response. A moment later, he started transforming into his other form.

*****

Central District, Delta City. The district was reserved for the rich and powerful of the city. It has resorts, clubs, spas, apartments, and everything else the rich desired.

Swoosh~

Kiba teleported to the terrace of a twenty-story building. His eyes were on his cellphone upon which an address was displayed.

After reading the coordinates properly, he turned to the opposite thirty-story building. His vision, sharp as a laser, pierced through the tinted windows, settling on the nineteenth floor, a section divided into four lavish apartments.

"There," he murmured, his gaze snagging on a specific bedroom.

On the bed, a female silhouette swayed with a tantalizing grace, her curves cloaked in nothing but the darkness of a black thong and matching bra.

Long, ebony curls cascaded like midnight waves, tumbling halfway down her bra straps, framing eyes as dark and deep as the expanse of a starlit sky.

The woman was none other than Suzane! The wife of Morgan and the mother of Olly and Loren!

"Is she!?" Kiba wondered.

He felt it would be morally wrong if he didn't appreciate her actions, so as a duty-bound hero, his vision was locked on her.

On the bed, Suzane's hands danced along the delicate curve of her spine, deftly undoing the clasp of her bra. Her breasts emerged, sculpted globes crowned by nipples as vivid as rubies. With a teasing caress, she cupped them, pressing them together before releasing, each bounce eliciting a shiver of anticipation as her mind conjured the touch of a lover's hand.

Lips moistened in excitement, she bit down gently, surrendering to the fantasy. With a daring flick, she pinched and squeezed her nipples, a soft moan escaping her parted lips, urging her imaginary paramour closer.

"Take me," she murmured, her voice a breathy invitation. Leaning in, she offered herself to the void, tongue tracing a slow path across her nipple, then drawing it between her lips, succumbing to the sensation of her own touch.

With a deliberate, languid motion, her hand trailed down her belly, slipping beneath the veil of black lace. As she peeled away the fabric, revealing the tender secrets hidden beneath, a hint of pink flesh peeked out, teasingly inviting exploration.

Legs parting, she welcomed the rush of sensation, mouth falling open in a silent plea for more.

"Poor woman! She needs help!"

On the terrace far away, Kiba's consciousness was gripped with her plight.

Still, he has to let her fight her own battle!

Suzane's fingers deftly spread the delicate folds of her femininity, holding them open as if presenting a precious gift. With practiced precision, she teased her clit, coaxing forth a symphony of sensation.

"Oh god....yesssss!"

One finger slipped inside, a gentle intrusion met with a gasp of pleasure. Wetness glistened, a testament to her arousal, as she surrendered to the rhythm of her own desire. The fiery threads of orgasm were ready to ignite her pussy.

knock

"Mom!" A loud voice suddenly entered the room along with the sound of knocking.

"Ah!" Suzane was like a startled cat. She panicked and jumped from the bed.

"Olly, what happened?!" Suzane asked in a huffy voice.

She stepped into the thong and pulled it up. The juices from pussy lips stained the thong, but she had time to think as the sound of knocking increased.

"Mom! Dad is here!" Olly's answered, "You two have been invited to dinner so he arrived to bring you!"

"OK!" Suzanne replied, "Just give me a minute!"

She felt frustrated as she was very close to the much-needed relief. The lack of marital bliss has made her so sensitive that she could have orgasmed with little playing, but now even that was impossible.

"Sure," Olly replied.

"Dumb idiot!" Far away, Kiba's eyes were red with rage.

How could that idiot Olly knock at such a time!? And couldn't that idiotic husband have arrived late to take her for dinner?!

"How can they be so insensitive!?" Kiba was incensed.

Suzane might be a mother and a wife, but she was also a woman! No one has the right to deny her the pleasure she deserved! Not even her family!

"I have to help her soon!"