The Author's POV

Chapter 39

Inside of a large room decorated in pink, with a large king-sized bed in the middle, laid a stunning young girl with short brown hair that scattered all over her pillow. She was currently lying down beneath a set of thin blankets that could not hide the outlines of her body.

Sitting next to her, a tall man with similar colored hair, nervously looked at the young girl who was resting on the bed. Her skin which was flawless was currently pale, and if not for the fact that her breathing was stable someone could've easily mistaken her for a dying patient.

"…Mmm."

At that moment, Emma opened her eyes. Oliver Roshfield, Emma's father and the man that was in the room, noticing Emma's eyes opening immediately shot up and called for a doctor.

"You're up. How are you holding up?"

"…Fine."

Emma sat up on the bed and bitterly smiled at her father's worried expression. Soon a doctor came running in to check her pulse, but Emma pushed him away with a smile.

"It's fine, Dad. Nothing serious happened..."

"Really?"

"Of course. Do I look like someone who would get injured so easily? Plus didn't the doctor already confirm I was fine?"

"I, I did."

Hearing Emma mention him, the Doctor lightly shuddered and hurriedly nodded. Oliver Roshfield was a powerful figure who had many titles to his name. 'Flame overlord Oliver Roshfield' 89th in the hero ranking, Ashton city mayor and Vice-director of the union. Each title more fearsome than the other. The doctor knew that being on this man's bad side would only make his life more difficult.

Looking at his daughter up and down a couple of more times, Oliver eventually relented and gestured for the doctor to leave.

"…She seems fine, so you can go now."

"Yes, sir."

The doctor, without skipping a beat hurriedly ran out of the room. Looking at the closing door, Emma spoke briefly

"…Dad."

"Hm?"

Oliver Roshfield replied with a gentle tone.

"About the Parkers..."

Before Emma could finish speaking, the room's temperature increased dramatically.

"..Dad?"

Noticing the changes happening around her, Emma quickly tried to stop her father.

"Dad, stop!"

Placing her hands on her father's cheeks, Emma tried her best to calm her father down.

Despite being one of the strongest people in the human domain, Oliver Roshfield had one fatal weakness. His daughter.

Ever since his wife's death eight years ago, the only memento he had of his late wife was his daughter, Emma. Even though he was busy with his job he always made sure to find enough time to spend it with his daughter. He doted on her a lot.

Seeing her in this state, rage clouded Oliver's mind as he couldn't help but feel a stinging sensation hit his heart.

It was only after he felt his daughter's warm soft hands that his rage slowly started showing signs of subsiding.

"...Dad please stop"

"huuuu..."

breath, the room temperature returned to normal

stop him

smiled in relief and slumped back into her

are you sure you're

okay, I just

please don't push

Oliver stood up and prepared to leave. But just as he was about to leave

still didn't answer my previous

more serious than

bed next to Emma, Oliver slowly

"What do you mean?"

eyeing our properties and resources

know I will retaliate because of what happened, they will no longer

slightly, Oliver held his daughter's

you're fully healed. The academy is the

love for her were

large hand, Emma's

"I understand"

on the cheek and

left the room, his gentle demeanor completely vanished, and what replaced it was a cold and

"...Norman"

"Yes master"

who was patiently standing outside of Emma's room, Oliver

liquidating all our unnecessary assets—I want one billion gathered by the end of the

"As you wish"

left leaving Oliver

Norman knew exactly what he was planning. Normally, he would've been against it as the consequences of a war against powerhouses was unimaginable...but thinking back at what had happened to

the Roshfield reverse

that Norman left, Oliver sighed and looked

caressing the door to Emma's room, Oliver turned

to the Parkers by the end

voice was quiet, it held

===

down, I

to get

my near-death experience. In about a week's time, Thobias Church will be

from five hours a day to nine hours a day. Whenever I had free time on my hands, I would train. It was only

my outlook on life had slowly started to change. I used to think that all I had to do was train and

this babysitter type

protagonist and cover for them if anything that was beyond the plotline happened.

world, the more I realized

people, the beautiful sceneries, the professors, my classmates...everything around me was real. This was no longer a novel, and there were

inside of my own

place. If I had power,

stronger, then nothing could stop me from achieving what

then no one could stop me from living the life

ambition of just babysitting the protagonists was no

want to go

didn't. The feeling of having your life toyed with wasn't something I

I want to be

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