Chapter 336
Kylie came back to Ustrana for one thing only to kill Shermaine and get even. She’d never been dissed by a man like that before and treated like som
untouchable virus.
After loading the luggage, the man climbed into the driver’s seat and started the engine. “How’s the Immortality Project going at Wallington’s lab
“God, can you chill? You hit me with this the second I landed,” Kylie snapped.
The man said, “I’m just worried you’ll fuck up again. The organization’s counting on you for this mission. If you fail, they won’t let you slide like last time
In their Dark Organization, failure meant punishment, and the tougher the job, the worse the penalty.
Kylie’s mission was S–level. Blow this, and she’d be laid up for a year minimum. He didn’t want her taking that kind of punishment.
Kylie never wanted this gig anyway. This so–called Immortality Project was just some rich cancer dude named Joseph chasing a pipe dream to stay alive. Everybody wanted forever, but with today’s tech? It was straight–up fantasy.
Kylie knew her brain was leagues ahead of most scientists, but she wasn’t delusional enough to think she could whip up an immortality pill.
“Alright, I’ll drop it.” Klaus sounded almost pleading. “But what about Shermaine? How are you gonna handle her?”
The mention of Shermaine lit a jealous fire in her eyes. “She’ll take a permanent dirt nap at the Academic Exchange Conference the day after tomorrow. Get me some badass hitmen, Klaus.”
“I’ll hook you up. What’s in it for me?”
“I need a boytoy. You volunteering?”
“Fuck yes.”
Klaus had been into Kylie for ages. Why else would a top assassin like him baby her in the organization and even cover her ass?
When a guy went all out for a woman, there was always an angle.
Kylie didn’t actually like guys like Klaus, but he was too useful to ignore. She knew he had a thing for her, and she didn’t mind using her body to get what she wanted.
During her long stay in Wallington, Kylie hadn’t satisfied her physical urges. The two of them couldn’t resist when the urge hit. The car pulled over somewhere deserted, and they went at it right away.
The Academic Exchange Conference was set for 2 PM that day. In the morning, Molly showed up to grab breakfast with Shermaine, wearing a plaid blazer over a skin–tight leopard–print mini skirt.
In the dining room, Roy looked like hell. Partying too hard the night before had given him a cold. His pink hair was all flat, and he could barely keep his
eyes open.
“Morning, Milady, Professor Brown, Ms. Hill,” he said with a sniffle, plopping into a chair. “Milady, can you write me a prescription later
awful.”
“Sure, but eat something first,” Shermaine replied.
Molly cut in, “What meds do you need? I’ll send my bodyguard to get them.”
Shermaine listed a few names.
Molly motioned to the suited woman behind her, who headed out to the pharmacy.
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“Thanks, Molly,” Roy said, ditching the “Ms. Hill.” He flashed her a sweet smite with two little canine teeth, laying on the charm,
To Molly, he looked exactly like her sick husky–all needy and helpless. And it him her blazer. “Put this on, You’re shivering.”
was just a small favor. Seeing he was only wearing a thin hoodle she is
As soon as Molly took off the jacket, every guy in the room stared at her killer figure. Roy shook his head, “No, I’m good.”
Right on cue, he sneezed.
“Just put it on,” Molly snapped, throwing the jacket at him. Then she turned to the gawking men, barking in fluent foreign language, “One more look and I’ll rip your eyeballs out.”
The guys quickly looked away.
Molly gave a satisfied nod.
Roy took the jacket and caught a whiff of its fragrance.
It smelled incredible, almost dizzying.
He mumbled a “thanks” and pulled it on obediently.
Shermaine was used to Molly’s bossy streak. She calmly ate her breakfast while flipping through Loang’s latest morning paper.
Molly looked satisfied. “What time does the Academic Exchange Conference start?”
Shermaine replied, “2 PM.”
“I’ll be there to watch you shine,” Molly said.
Soon it was 2 PM Loang time. Shermaine arrived at the lecture hall with Dustin. The hall was massive. Shermaine counted around 300 people, from no- name researchers to math world heavyweights.
Kylie was also in the crowd, wearing a baseball cap and sucking on a lollipop. She’d snagged a corner seat. Shermaine didn’t spot her. Kylie wanted to see if Shermaine had really cracked the twin prime conjecture, a legendary math problem.
But the unexpected happened. When Shermaine walked in, several top scholars started trembling. They shot to their feet, gasping. “Pro–Professor Jean?”
‘Professor Jean? That Professor Jean?‘ they wondered.
Dustin turned to Shermaine, confused. ‘Are these legends talking about her?‘ he wondered.
He’d heard of Professor Jean, a young math prodigy, a rising star with fans at every elite university. But he’d never seen her and didn’t know her name or
face.
Shermaine nodded at them. “Long time no see.”
The crowd erupted in whispers.
They thought, ‘The mythical Professor Jean is actually a drop–dead–gorgeous Wallington native?‘
This time, she showed up as a Wallington native at the Academic Exchange Conference. They didn’t stand a chance of winning that award.
Molly slipped in through the back door, took an empty seat, and crossed her legs. Her old friend was about to take the stage, and she’d drop anything to
be there.
But the guy next to her reeked so badly that she wrinkled her nose. When she looked up, he was leering at her, his gaze straight–up sleazy.
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Molly figured this sleazeball wasn’t academic material. She narrowed her eyes. Something felt off.
Roy trailed in. The meds had worked, and he was back to normal. Seeing the guy next to Molly reaching behind her chair like he was gonna cop a fest Roy stormed over and swatted his hand away.
Pinching his nose at the stench, he said, “Molly, how can you stand being near him?”
Molly didn’t expect Roy to show up, let alone confront a possible hitman for her. “I can’t. Heading down a few rows. Coming?”
Roy nodded like a bobblehead.
Molly smiled, thinking, ‘So damn obedient, way better than my husky.”
The hitman cursed under his breath, thinking, ‘Damn Wallington brats, dissing me like that. If I hadn’t been on orders to hold fire, I would’ve put a bullet in their skulls.‘
Kylie missed the whole scene. She ground her teeth. Who the hell would’ve thought Shermaine was Professor Jean, the one who’d always outperformed
her?
