"That lecherous worm is really here??" Tessa was pissed.
Amary nodded. "Yes, my Lady. He, along with his butler and bodyguards, are waiting just outside the Manor's northern entrance. A supercar and two SUVs with the insignias of the Treading Water Association on them are also parked on the road."
Tessa made her irritation known. "Tell him to continue waiting—"
"You can't, my Lady," Amary interrupted, pushing up her refined glasses. "If you send him away without meeting him this time as well, it's highly likely that he'll go directly to your father."
"Daddy…?" Tessa repeated in an oddly cute way. "No, that can't happen. Daddy will definitely accept any marriage proposal presented by that lecherous worm! I don't want that! Uhn-uh! Uhn-uh!"
Seeing the young miss adorably shaking her head with puffed-out cheeks, Amary couldn't resist the urge to say, "You know, if you showed more of this cute side to Nylon, you might get through to him a little more."
Tessa was stunned into silence. Then she suddenly flushed red, too embarrassed to even show her face.
"Y-Y-You… Don't ever say that again! I can't do something like that! No way!!" Tessa became a full-time head shaker, rattling her brain. "Even without such nonsense, that dummy will definitely understand my feelings one day! I'm sure of it!"
"...."
After a brief pause, Amary said very unconvincingly, "Whatever you say, my Lady."
Tessa pouted from that moment, out of her room, down the stairs, and into her living room. Her expression only returned to its usual iciness when she saw the moderately handsome face of a suave man sitting on a velvet couch surrounded by his Family's personnel.
'To leave my Nylon's beautiful back for this ugly goblin bastard, I hate him.'
Tessa was emitting a scary aura, her face equally as terrifying. She wished to see the young Lord's face painfully rubbing against rocks and dirt, but still smiled in a 'friendly' manner.
"What do you want, Kevoon?" she asked, sitting down opposite him, as far away as she possibly could.
"Miss Tessa, I've told you a number of times before, but my name isn't Kevoon," Kevin said with an eye twitch. "It's Kevin. Kevin Waters. The 4th male heir of the President of the Water Treader Association."
"Yeah, yeah, keep on yapping."
"Huh?" Kevin blinked. "What was that you said, Miss Tessa? I don't think I quite caught it."
Tessa clicked her tongue. "I was just asking if you'd like to get to the point of your visit here today. Preferably before you put me to sleep."
"A… Ah, yes," Kevin replied, confused. "Cough! Cough! The reason why I'm here is very simple, Miss Tessa: it's concerning our engagement."
"Engagement? Ha!" Tessa snorted coldly. "If you're talking about the drunken promise made between my father and your father before we were born, then forget it. I already have someone else in my heart."
Kevin's face darkened, no longer appearing as amicable as before. "...Who is it?" he inquired in a dangerous tone.
Tessa harrumphed. "Like I'd tell you!" she said. "Now if that's all the useless shit you wanted to spout today, I suggest you find your peace outside my home. I hear a very trendy brothel just opened up in the town of Stormrock; you should try your luck there."
Tessa shooed him off, not caring the least bit about his powerful bodyguards or his status as a favored heir of the Water Treader Association. And though this behavior of hers might've seemed a bit rude—especially when he was speaking so nicely—she was one of the few who knew what type of person the 4th Young Lord of the Water's actually was.
Kevin proved her right as soon as he was back in his supercar. His face was extremely ugly as he connected with his butler on a call. "Give me the information of all men that bitch has been around in the last few months. Something has changed with her, and I wish to know what. I'll not have my plan of using her status to propel my own status in my family ruined because of some fling."
A spur of murderous intent suddenly permeated around him as he said very slowly, "When you find the weasel who has fucked me over as so, I'll make him wish he were dead. No expenses will be spared demonstrating to him how this world really works."
As a cruel grin emerged on Kevin's face, the other end of the call responded after a long period of silence, "Understood, young Lord."
With that, the supercar and two subordinate SUVs drove off down a winding road. They were moving at a speed over a hundred miles per hour, yet feared no perilous turns, for their automobiles were top of the line among wheeled vehicles in the 22nd century.
Meanwhile, back in the 4th Young Miss's Manor, she could be seen huffing and puffing. Cursing Kevin under her breath didn't help assuage her annoyances much, thus she quickly ran back up the stairs in search of the window capable of making any girl happy.
Much to her incredible disappointment, Nylon was no longer working in the garden. She was wondering where he went when a sudden knock came at her door.
"Hmm?" Tessa walked up to the door and opened it, only to catch a glimpse of a set of chiseled abs as Nylon wiped off his forehead sweat with his shirt.
Her brain short-circuited by that otherworldly scene, with her mind replaying it over and over again inside her head…