The Author's POV
Chapter 607
Darkness engulfed Ashton's metropolis with the passing of the twelfth hour.
"Haaa..."
Melissa stared at the scenery outside and sighed. Her features were beautifully illuminated by the lights coming from above as she sat on a tiny stool.
"Ashton city looks a lot better at night, don't you think?"
"...Excuse me?"
The barista in front of her was taken aback. In spite of the current time in Ashton city, Melissa's orders were absolute, and he was thus forced to work at these hours.
"Y..yes, it indeed does look more beautiful."
"The beauty of the lights coming from the buildings is best appreciated at night.
They dispel the darkness brought on by the night."
"R..right."
The barista reluctantly nodded his head.
If he had to be completely honest, right now, all he wanted was to sleep. Additionally, he found Melissa's comments to be incomprehensible, which made the situation rather uncomfortable for him.
Regardless, a job was a job, and he could only put on a fake smile and nod his head.
"Pfff."
Melissa suddenly let out a small laugh as the cup in her hands loosely hung by the tips of her fingers.
"...Looks like you find my words boring."
The barista's face hardened. He had been caught red-handed.
Melissa laughed in self-depreciation when she saw his expression. She then waved her hand in his direction.
"Don't worry, you're not fired. I get it, I'm annoying."
Taking a sip of her drink, she smacked it against the counter.
"I'm one annoying bitch, so do me a favor. Give me another shot.
As she raised an eyebrow at the barista, a slight flush developed on the side of her cheeks. At this point, she was acting extremely differently from how she usually did. She was obviously inebriated, as evidenced by her flush and words.
"I don't think..."
"No point refusing. If you won't give it to me, I'll just get it myself."
Melissa stood up from her seat. Sweeping her eyes on the numerous bottles that stood behind the marble counter, her eyes paused toward a certain bottle.
"1987, Melionette? Sounds fancy."
Setting her eyes on the target, she tried to jump over the counter.
"Let's stop here."
A hand pressed against her shoulder before she could do that.
"Eh?"
Melissa turned her head.
"Emma? Amanda?"
It surprised her to see Emma and Amanda standing behind her. What were they doing here?
Emma ignored Melissa while she turned her head to look at Amanda.
"Looks like you were right, Amanda. She's acting exactly like you said she would."
"Mhm."
Amanda quietly nodded her head.
She was currently wearing a one-piece black dress that perfectly highlighted her physique. It was the same dress she wore at the funeral. The same was for Emma. It was clear from their attires that they didn't have time to change.
"What do you guys want?"
Melissa's eyes grew clearer as her thoughts started to slowly calm down.
"...How did you get in here?"
Emma flashed a black card.
Melissa's brows twitched when she saw the card. She could faintly recall giving one to Emma in the past when she was begging her for one.
Melissa gave her one out of pity. Naturally, she knew about her situation.
She was starting to regret that decision right now.
"What's with that look? You think we wouldn't know what you're thinking about after seeing the state you were in after we returned?"
Moving to the counter, Emma sat down on a stool. Then, looking at the barista, she pointed at the same bottle Melissa was previously looking at.
"1987, Melionette. A glass each."
"...Sure."
The barista nodded after taking a short glance at Amanda and Emma. They looked responsible.
"I thought you were going to stop me from drinking."
"Why would we?"
Emma asked while a small pill appeared in her hand.
She then handed it to Melissa.
"Not like I'm worried about getting a hangover with this."
"...Right."
Melissa weakly turned her head and sat on a stool beside Emma.
Amanda followed her example and sat next to her.
"..."
"..."
"..."
Silence permeated the room as the three women sat serenely next to one another. The stillness was allowed to linger since none of the three of them wanted to speak first.
"Your drinks."
The clicking sound of glasses being set down on the counter disturbed the silence.
Simultaneously, all three girls reached out for their respective glasses and took a sip.
The silence continued for the next minute.
can laugh
first one to speak was Melissa. Keeping her gaze on the display of drinks before her, she set her glass on
must find it amusing, I suppose. That Melissa Hall, who appears to be so powerful on the outside, really just wants her father's favor. and the only reason why she acts the way she does is because she has no expectations of others...It
on the counter and gulped it all in one
"Must be really funny..."
"Nah."
set her glass
arms, she
"This is uncomfortably tight."
back to Melissa. Scratching the side of her cheek, she
kind
the tip
you did. It's not like I only knew you from the academy. Ever since we were
"Jealous?"
Melissa shook her head.
anyone would be jealous
but you're also incredibly smart.
"...Smart, huh?"
and wiped them with
useful in this day
too little
Emma rolled her eyes.
but just your inventions alone have enabled civilization to rise to heights previously seen as unthinkable. One example of that is the magic card
on what other people think. It's what I've been doing, and
"That so?"
her lips as she thought of
to express, but she was
Her brows furrowed.
keep it in
on her ring and took
face when she
"What are those?"
voice reached
staring at the potions for a moment,
I need to get rid
Ren's memories, and her talk with Emma...Melissa
time for her to grow up a
who she had been in the past, and getting rid of the potions was the first step in her transformation. Taking another look at the potions before her, Melissa
if I took
"Take them."
potions
almost lost herself
"Eh...right."
Even though she was confused, she still
while now, Amanda. Isn't
"Eh..ah!?!"
heard Emma's voice. Her reaction startled the two girls who
toward a particular area on the counter. An area where there was a slight stain that came
"Amanda?"
"Yes?"
body flinched once again when she heard Emma's
what we were
sentence as she finally got the
her arm, she wiped
"You happy now?"
"For what?"
a blank and expressionless look. She was clearly trying to feign
"You..."
***
Click—!
front of me turned on when I inserted the black box into the
eerily quiet around me while a dim white
a message appeared on the
you like to play the
[Yes] [No]
around the screen, my hand paused. I
"Haaaa..."
nervous breath and
Click—!
pressed the top part of
should I start
once I
on the screen
was sitting in. No, rather, it looked an awful lot less advanced than what it was at the moment.
ever be in a situation where I will have to go on a dangerous mission, but I guess you might never know what will happen in the
his wrist, he checked the time on his
nothing particularly important happened just yet, I won't
"Smallsnake?"
interrupted. It
where are you?
"Haa..."
gaze between the distant door and the camera, Smallsnake
I'll have to cut this
"Smallsnake!!!"
"I'm coming!!"
the screen
"Hahahaha.."
escaped from my lips while my arm covered my mouth and my body trembled. I felt
'...I remember this.'
Smallsnake for something urgent. Was taken aback
it
been a
formed
the display. His physique appeared somewhat drab in comparison to the last time, and beneath his eyes were prominent
voice also
"Hmmm..."
the chair and blankly
about a month since
understood that this video was recorded while I was
Angelica is still doing fine is proof of
his two
you were alive or not and...what's the relationship between you two like? ...No, never mind...haaa...I can't
went blank as Smallsnake leaned
new video began
a fucking asshole,
aback by his sudden
never had you not tell me to shut up after more than two phrases! The worst part is that I've become accustomed to
Smallsnake smacked the desk.
whenever you tell me to shut up, I now accept it like it's a given! Not even that, Ryan has also started to
"Hehehe...he.."
on the table, my body trembled as I tried to suppress my laugh. My other hand
videos began to replay, arousing all
her? Remember when she said to apologize to me? Oh, god, the face you made....ahahhaha,
stick like human anymore! That's progress I tell
Did you seriously just go on a trip without us
anguish, sadness,
timer started to reach the end as the videos continued to play. A
'No...'
About The Author's POV - Chapter 607
The Author's POV is the best current series of the author Entrail_JI. With the below Chapter 607 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 607 and update the next chapters of this series at booktrk.com