The face behind the mask

"Come to get the bandages changed tomorrow."

"Yep, I'm going now bye!" The blonde haired boy smiled awkwardly, placing the large backpack over his slender shoulders.

Walking in between the infirmary lined with beds a pair of glassy obsidian eyes watched curiously behind the hazy curtain, picking up the minuscule folder on his lap with interest.

'A vocational student, vagrant and hoodlum... who would put up such a high security firewall just for a guy like you.'

Awakened by the sound of a violent slamming and flinching awake,he listened to the Incoherent and aggressive murmurs which irritated him.

Stumbling along he frowned at the sight of her bound hand, the layers of white gauze somewhat reddened by the leaking blood.

In a daze he looked at the cold and blank face of Doctor Qin, who gathered all the curtain fabric to one end and sat down beside him on a stool.

Applying a pair of sterile gloves he removed the empty drip from the stand and carefully took out the cannula from the back of his hand, pressing down on the wound with clean gauze.

"Here's a piece of advice patient Wang Bo Huai... don't provoke my lovely junior Liu Zhi Ruo again." His chilly eyes formed crescents as he smiled attaching the circular plaster on to the small wound.

"What's his relationship with Xie Jianyun?"

Glancing at him whilst throwing the unsanitary waste into the drug bin, the indifferent cold boy couldn't hide his disgust.

"You should be looking for allies instead of enemies."

"Aren't I?"

"We owe our lives to the Xie family, Xie Jianyun almost lost his life to save yours."

"What?"

Not meeting his gaze, realising he probably had said too much he shut his mouth.

"Anyway in the world how many people are surnamed Liu, it doesn't mean they're all related to the Liu family in the capital ..." Swallowing dryly he coughed awkwardly and sighed.

"You're done here- get out." Unphased by the internationally famous Wang family name behind him.

***

Dumping her backpack in her bedroom, mist came from her damp hair as wet footprints lead to a locked door. Zhu Hua using a fingerprint lock, which she carefully built up using components

ordered from a black website referred to as The Greenhouse.

On this website you can buy murder as well as a lot of popular but illegal things, there's also a commission area for hackers that Zhu Hua has made a lot of money from doing so far.

Thick books are bound with cable ties, yet to be placed on the large walnut bookshelves. Approaching the large desk she turned on the adjusted windows desktop, which she made lighter by changing a lot of the internal hardware. Pulling out a new domestic mobile phone, she answered the phone showcasing a more mature and put together vibe like her true age.

"Hello, how is land purchasing and property buying going for you?"

"If you have any accounting problems please try to deal with them for the time being, I hope you can try to solve as much of your problems yourself ideally."

"I plan on hiring a bunch of people to help manage my finances in the future, I hope you can look after me well- assistant Qiao An Ran. Please know that I'm someone who hates liars and cheaters."

"You should remember I'm not a fool, I'll find out whatever need to know."

"Goodbye."

Looking through the recent emails she received from one of the members of her secretly established security company Insect,she opened the large document detailing carefully about the Williams family.

An American family of socialites dealing in the business of mining: coal, oil, gold and jewels. However, unfortunately for some reason the Williams' are on the decline... actually no they're running around like a dog trying to catch its tail and she's the cause of it.

Made up of retired and former soldiers/mercenaries, she mostly has them carry out tasks on The Greenhouse website. Whilst also teaching some of the more talented ones more refined hacking techniques.

Sure she's in the business of saving lives, but her motto in this life is to be selfish. She wants money, power and protection, in order to look after the people she cares about in the future-she needs to step up.

Buying off the employees that they treat badly and manipulating them to buy faulty and lack lustre plots of land for business, spending 10 and saving 5-surely they'll end up losing money right? it's a slow process, but she has the time.

'Jaime Evelyn Williams... If you hadn't pushed me down the stairs like the white trash you are- I probably wouldn't have come to this place. You bullied me so this is how I'll exact my revenge.'

Thats right you've probably guessed it, the security company is simply a facade for other things in the works. Her grandfather can't protect her forever and she's not willing to suffer any sort of grievance once this period passes.

Although she technically provides the funds and helped recruit the founding four members, each member is responsible for their own team. Despite their being contingencies, being mostly funds and lack of people in the four teams cleverly named: Spider, centipede, ant and moth.

She's the boss and whatever she says goes, obviously she'll know if she gets betrayed. After all the mobile phones and chat software has been 'bugged' by her as well.

The Spider and Moth teams are the respective combative groups, though the Moth group leans towards the underworld and black market. Additionally, given specialty training as shadow guards.

Her centipede team are essentially to be a group of top grade hackers, to be used mostly as information gatherers and whatever she needs.

Finally, the ant group for building connections internationally which are responsible for finding talents in multiple industries with the aim of cooperation and investment.

Scribbling messily in a small notepad, with balls of paper scrunched up on the floor. Zhu Hua develops multiple plans of action, but out of thousands only one will be ultimately considered.

Like the king who surveys the imperial court, orders his ministers to carry out his bidding.

***

"Shao Wang." His shadow guard bowed respectfully handing over the folded envelope signed with the logo of Senlin Private hospital, known to be one of the best hospitals in the Capital.

Placing it into his beautiful veiny hands, the lazily tied shirt revealed the faint red scar which went across his left collar bone. Just narrowly missing the carotid artery on his neck.

The grey haired Maine coon purred loudly on his lap and staring fixedly at xiao Ye like a small lion ready to attack. Bo Huai resting against the chaise lounge, the cold leather soothing his tensed muscles.

"Get out." He whispered seductively, the crisp sounds of paper crinkling mixed with the strong beating of his chest burned his ears.

'Why am I so anxious?'

With reddened ears, he coughed awkwardly as he paused looking at Bo Huai with embarrassment.

"Young Master you haven't eaten yet, I'm supposed to-"

"No appetite."

Ignoring the butler and leaving with an alienated but broad back, the sounds of the door slamming shut caused the butler to shiver.

"The young master still blames the master...", sighing with depression not noticing the sneer on xiao Ye's face.

"You should know the rules, unless you want to get out of Wang family."

Tearing open the envelope, the white scraps scattered torn on the neatly maintained bedding. Fengbao licking his paw concentratedly, the yellow eyes seem to glow with the little light that came from the bedside lamp.

Reading the contents as if feeling a sense of relief, the pale lips curved with unknown meaning.

"You're not his son..." Scrunching up the DNA report with disinterest.

He glanced at his phone, noticing that Chang Mo's latest live stream had been taken down and then poured in a glass of water.

The cropped video sent to his email address was already saved in to his gallery and pressing the glass to his lips, a pair of large and threatening eyes were clear in the picture frame. The irises were a dark Violet that seemed to flicker like sparks of lightning.

His breath halted as he held the phone with two hands rotating the phone screen, as a loud smash jolted him awake.

Rushing in to young master Wangs room, holding the gun on his waist he looked at the shattered glass in horror and immediately approached him.

"Shao Wang."

His black eyes seemed to hold a danger like being swallowed by a deep sea, swallowing dryly.

"Immediately. Right now. I don't want to see this video on the internet, social media and any person in the surrounding area."