VIVIAN / ASTON
Arin looked at Vivian with concern.
"Miss... are you feeling unwell?"
Vivian rubbed her aching forehead and forced a smile.
"I’m fine."
Liar. Nothing about today was fine.
She had just confessed her love to a man against her own will.
Twice!
She leaned against the window as the flying car silently rose into the endless sky.
Below, crystal towers pierced the clouds while thousands of hover vehicles glided through glowing sky lanes.
She wasn’t even in the mood to admire Haxia anymore.
If the original Vivian’s emotions can control my body...
How am I supposed to survive this novel?
Beep!
A sharp notification echoed from her wristwatch.
"Hm?"
Vivian tapped the holographic screen floating above her wrist.
Her eyes widened.
Transfer Successful.
2,000,000,000 High-Grade Spirit Stones Received.
"..."
"..."
Vivian blinked twice. Then a third time.
She looked at Arin.
"Did I..."
"...just become rich?"
Arin leaned over.
Before she could answer, another notification appeared.
Sender: Aston Fenrir.
Vivian’s smile froze.
"...Aston?!!..."
Her fingers trembled.
That name... She knew that name.
"No..."
"It can’t be..."
With shaky hands, she opened the message.
You haven’t contacted me for a week.
Did you run out of money again?
I transferred two billion.
Buy whatever you want.
Vivian’s face turned deathly pale.
Her wrist almost gave out beneath the weight of the watch.
"...No way..."
Arin blinked.
"Miss?"
Vivian swallowed.
"Aston Fenrir..."
"The Wolf King..."
One of the three male leads.
One of the men who...Personally watched Vivian die.
"No..."
"No..."
"This can’t be happening."
The flying car suddenly felt too small.
She hurriedly opened their old chat history.
Message after message filled the screen.
I’m hungry.
Transfer Successful - 500,000,000 Spirit Stones.
I want a new flying car.
Transfer Successful - 1,000,000,000 Spirit Stones.
My allowance isn’t enough.
Transfer Successful - 700,000,000 Spirit Stones.
Can you help me just this once?
Transfer Successful...
Transfer Successful...
Transfer Successful...
Vivian’s breathing grew heavier.
She scrolled faster.
Faster. Faster. She saw all the transfers and the dirty messages Vivian had sent him. She was too embarrassed to read them. She knew Vivian was seducing the third male lead but she had no idea she did worse. Tell me why he won’t hate her?
Her lips slowly parted.
"...Sixteen..."
"...Sixteen billion debt?"
Her soul nearly left her body.
She had accepted... Sixteen billion High-Grade Spirit Stones?
Her hands shook uncontrollably.
She slowly turned toward Arin.
"...Arin."
"Yes, Miss?"
"...Who exactly is Aston Fenrir?"
Arin looked confused.
"Miss?"
"You told me he’s your sugar beast."
"...My what?"
"Your sugar beast."
Vivian’s eye twitched.
"...Explain."
Arin nodded obediently.
"You said he keeps giving you money."
"You also said he isn’t very smart."
"So you called him your sugar beast."
Vivian nearly choked on her own saliva.
"...I..."
"...said that?"
Arin nodded.
"You even laughed and said rich beasts are easier to trick than rich humans."
Vivian covered her face. So all these cars I admired were all from her scams? Bitch!!
"Oh..."
"...Original Vivian..."
"...You’re really a bitch. You are an evil bitch!!"
Arin tilted her head.
"Miss?"
"Nothing."
Vivian stared helplessly out the window.
She finally understood.
The original Vivian had never loved the Wolf King.
She had simply used him as a walking wallet.
The flying car landed in front of the Astronova residence.
Vivian climbed out absentmindedly and walked straight toward her bedroom.
She didn’t even notice Robot Ninety-Nine greeting her.
The bedroom door slid shut behind her.
She threw herself onto the bed.
"...I’m finished."
She replayed the memories from the novel.
Aston Fenrir...
The future Wolf Emperor.
Cold, Proud and Merciless.
When he eventually discovered that the woman he had been sending money to wasn’t Elena...
But Vivian...
He had nearly crushed Vivian’s throat with one hand.
"...Wait..."
Vivian suddenly sat upright.
"Elena?"
She hurriedly reopened the chat history.
One image, Two images, Three images.
Every single photograph sent to Aston...
Was Elena.
Vivian felt the world spinning.
"...She..."
"...She catfished him?"
She slapped her forehead.
"No..."
"She used Elena’s pictures to scam him!"
Her heart pounded violently.
"No wonder he wanted to kill her!"
She buried her face in a pillow and screamed.
"Mmmmmm!"
After several seconds, she lifted her head.
"No."
"I have to return every single Spirit Stone."
"I’ll cut all ties with him before he discovers the truth."
She jumped off the bed and opened a storage cabinet. All her dresses she decided to sell them for cash. She brought them all out and her shoes.
She opened the other shelf.
Rows upon rows of glowing pearls filled the shelves.
Blue. Silver. Golden. Rainbow-colored.
These were all the pearls Nerion had cried earlier and ones Aston gave.
Vivian sighed.
"I’ll sell these first."
She picked up one luminous blue pearl.
"...You’re worth a fortune."
She squeezed it tightly.
Suddenly...
The pearl began glowing.
"Huh?"
A stream of blue light flowed from the pearl into her palm.
Vivian gasped.
"What..."
Before she could react...
The light rushed into her body. Warm energy flooded every vein. Her consciousness trembled.
Then... The pearl turned gray.
Another second later...
It crumbled into fine dust.
Vivian stared at the ashes in her hand.
"..."
"...I..."
"...absorbed it?"
She grabbed another pearl. The same thing happened.
Blue light. Warm energy and all turned to Dust.
Then another. And another.
Each pearl shattered after the energy entered her body.
Vivian’s breathing became uneven.
"This..."
"This wasn’t in the novel."
Somewhere deep within her consciousness...
The silent lotus stirred.
Its tightly closed petals glowed with a faint azure light.
One petal... Slowly began to bloom.
Vivian froze.
"...The lotus..."
"It reacted."
She stared into space, her heart pounding.
"...What exactly did I awaken?"
ASTON FENRIR
Lucien stepped into a luxurious black hover limousine, its crystal alloy body reflecting the city’s lights. The moment the doors shut, he removed the obsidian mask from his face.
His pair of piercing silver eyes came into view.
His guard, Luigi, glanced at him through the rearview mirror.
"Sir Aston... did you see her?"
Aston Fenrir leaned back lazily.
"I did."
Luigi hesitated.
"Is she beautiful?"
Aston shrugged. "...She can pass."
Luigi blinked.
"So... when are we suing her for the fourteen billion High-Grade Spirit Stones? She used her SSS-Class sister’s photos to scam you because she knew you wanted an SSS partner."
His expression darkened. "I’ve never met such a shameless woman. Does she think you’re an idiot?"
Aston chuckled. "Who said I was suing her?"
Luigi frowned.
"You did. Yesterday."
"I changed my mind." Aston’s lips curled into a faint smile. "I’ve always been the one looking down on others."
"But today..."
"She looked down on me."
He rested his chin on one hand. "I think she’s... interesting."
"I’ll continue playing this little game of hide-and-seek with her."
Luigi stared at him as though he’d grown another head.
"Sir Aston... are you feeling alright?"
"You’re the Alpha King."
"Why waste your time on a woman like that?"
Aston gazed out the window.
Because she’s entertaining.
A slow smile spread across his face.
"I’ll make her repay every Spirit Stone..."
"...with her life."
He casually opened his communicator and transferred another two billion High-Grade Spirit Stones.
Luigi’s eyes nearly popped out.
"Sir!"
Aston shrugged.
"I noticed she was still wearing old earrings."
"She should buy new ones."
Luigi was completely speechless.
Author: What do you think about our Sugar Beast.