Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 275 The Scary Little Boy

As soon as I arrived at the Simpson residence, I smoothly took out my access card and let myself in.

Unlike usual, when Mr. Simpson would be waiting for me in the dining room downstairs, the first floor was eerily empty today.

I called out twice, but no one responded.

"How strange. Didn't we agree to sign the contract today? Why isn't anyone here?" I muttered to myself.

Given their personalities, even if they had to step out, Mr. and Mrs. Simpson would've let me know. There was no reason for them to leave without a word.

Just as I was lost in thought, I caught a glimpse of a figure from the corner of my eye. I turned around cautiously. It was a young boy who looked no older than ten. He stood not too far away, staring at me unblinkingly.

The suddenness of it nearly made my heart stop.

"Are you looking for Sebastian?"

Before I could even speak, the boy beat me to it.

I nodded. "Yeah. And you are..."

He suddenly burst into laughter, walking toward me with a mysterious expression.

accident during one of my experiments, so I turned into

second. Before my rebirth, I had always been a firm believer in science. But considering the

out, then cautiously asked, "So... What do you need me to

calmly, "Help me get pudding from the fridge.

opened it. Just as I was about to grab the pudding, something clicked in my mind. I

about it if I added even the slightest bit of sugar

the boy. Testing the waters, I

annoyed. "What now?

"Mr. Simpson, do you know

declared, "It doesn't matter who you are! You have to give me that pudding! Otherwise, I'll have you kicked out of

at the top of my lungs, "Mr. Simpson! Your kid

to cover my mouth. Unfortunately, he

a hushed tone, "Shush! Don't yell! Keep your voice

Simpson's sharp voice echoed through the house. "Zeke Simpson! You're itching

down at the boy. Meeting his gaze, I smiled and

Zeke Simpson, huh? That's

out his chest proudly. "Of

he added, "The Mr. Simpson you

and Mrs. Simpson walked

hearing the full story, I