All Work And No Play Makes Jack A Dull Boy
"Kiba, just wait. I will make you learn that no matter how powerful you are, it is useless in front of an entire Corporation! I will make you regret being born!" Jack swore silently within himself.
He turned his gaze toward Kiba, engaged in conversation with Eva and Richard. Jack noticed how Kiba attempted to coax Eva into agreeing to his 'proposal' with a disarming smile.
Though Jack wasn't privy to the details of the proposal, the grimace on Richard's face made it evident that it was far from respectable.
"Eva, what kind of fiancée would you be if you can't assist your betrothed? Put aside your pride and lend me your aid, so I may assist your fiancé," Kiba urged patiently.
"Kiba, don't push it too far!" Richard cautioned.
How could Jack tolerate Kiba's advances toward his fiancée right in front of him?
What irked him most was Kiba's attempt to use him as a pretext to seduce his fiancée!
That damned bastard!
"Richard, why so agitated? Are you both moved by my sacrificial gestures?" Kiba inquired with a pensive expression.
"Y-you!" Richard struggled to find words for such audacity!
"Eva, Richard, please, relax. I don't mind making sacrifices if it benefits you. As a wise person once said: 'Sometimes when you sacrifice something precious, you're not really losing it. You're just passing it on to someone else.' The same principle applies here. I'm not losing anything; I'm simply transferring my affection to Eva," Kiba explained, his demeanor suggesting he welcomed the 'sacrifice'.
Richard spat out another mouthful of blood in sheer anger!
Shameless! Utterly shameless!
He had never encountered such brazenness in his entire life!
"Sir Kiba, please desist," Carole intervened.
She knew she had to halt Kiba's advances before Richard lost control. If that happened, Richard would likely face the same fate as Jack—a slap. It would only compound the mess she'd have to clean up.
The head guard, who had split the medical unit in anticipation of a potential 'slapping' incident, sighed dishearteningly upon seeing Carole's intervention.
He felt disheartened to see his well-intentioned efforts go to waste.
For the first time in history, the guards had been divided into two teams to handle a potential slapping situation, yet now it seemed there would be none!
The subordinate guards were at a loss for words witnessing the crestfallen expression on their leader's face.
"Why is the head guard saddened when our workload has decreased!?" the guards pondered.
Richard felt a surge of relief seeing Carole come to his aid. At least he could salvage some dignity in Eva's presence now.
"Carole, no need to 'please' me. A woman as refined as you need not plead for anything," Kiba remarked, accompanied by a suggestive wink, hinting at the underlying meaning of his words.
Carole was accustomed to Kiba's shameless demeanor, so she wasn't offended. Sometimes she found his flirtatious nature preferable to those who made derogatory remarks behind her back. He might be shameless, but he never attempted to force himself on her—an uncommon trait in today's world.
"Sir Kiba, let's proceed to the lounge where Chairman Hank awaits you," Carole suggested, having taken the suitcase from Kiba earlier. The suitcase contained the minerals Kiba had pilfered from the mutants of the Sky Fiend Group, the primary purpose of his visit.
"Carole, have you not heard the proverb, 'All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy'?" Kiba inquired, his notion of 'play' evident.
She looked resplendent in her red bell-sleeved top and patterned skirt. The ensemble only enhanced her beauty, especially the striking top with its elongated bell sleeves. Her blonde locks added to the allure of this exquisite beauty.
"I am familiar with the proverb, but I highly doubt it carries the connotation you're insinuating," Carole responded with a smile, a rare occurrence that only accentuated her beauty.
"How about a date to discuss the interpretation of the proverb?" Kiba proposed.
"Would it truly be just a date, or something more?" Carole inquired coyly.