Elias watched as Giselle quietly swallowed a mouthful of saliva and nearly laughed out loud.
The Frost family heiress had barely any experience with guys. Even the sight of his mouth looked incredibly erotic and tempting in her eyes.
Poor little virgin.
Although, to be fair, his action did carry so suggestive undertones...
But there were far more stimulating things waiting for her in the future. If she couldn’t even handle this much, how was she going to survive? Looked like he’d have to train her properly.
Elias smiled as he continued observing her reaction—when suddenly everything went black in front of his eyes.
Elias: ?
"What’s going on?"
[System Theta: Your body has fallen asleep.]
Because of the system, the employee’s consciousness remained separate from the physical body. Even if the body suddenly died or passed out, the consciousness would be completely unaffected.
Right now, this body had run out of energy after the high fever and had taken protective asures, shutting down into sleep regardless of Elias’s will. In short, battery at zero—forcibly powered off.
Elias: "Alright."
He had actually forgotten about this side effect. The pain-conversion process had given him the ability to ignore physical discomfort.
"Will this affect your strategy with Giselle?" System Theta asked, sounding a little worried.
"Shh." Elias didn’t answer the system. Instead he made a soft shushing sound. "Let sleep for a bit first, good boy."
He had been tornted by Serena all night and was already exhausted. He didn’t have the sa stamina or ntal resilience as those bitches. This was the perfect chance to get so proper rest.
[System Theta: Understood...]
The host seed fine like this. Probably wouldn’t affect anything.
Elias slept deeply and woke up feeling refreshed. The mont he opened his eyes, he noticed a slight coolness on his body, a sign that his condition had improved significantly.
After all, this body needed to keep up with five different won while constantly exploring the mysteries of life. Strong recovery was essential—otherwise what would he do if he got fucked to death?
Elias stretched his foot out, using his toes to hook his shoes, when the doctor heard the movent and walked in. "You’re awake. How are you feeling?"
Elias had a good impression of this doctor who had helped him multiple tis. He calmly put on his shoes, stood up, and said softly, "Much better. Thank you, doctor..."
Of course, his voice still carried a faint rasp. He always paid attention to these small details.
"No need." The doctor shook his head, then noticed Elias’s gaze drifting past him toward the outside of the room, as if searching for soone.
The doctor instantly understood. "Are you looking for your... girlfriend? She fed you the dicine and left after you fell asleep."
Elias had indeed wanted to know Giselle’s whereabouts. He thanked the doctor again. "Thank you."
"Um... she should have texted you, right?" The doctor watched Elias’s expression carefully, not wanting to see any disappointnt on his face.
He thought that even if Giselle had just sent a ssage saying she was leaving, that wasn’t really what a proper girlfriend should do. Shouldn’t staying by your sick boyfriend’s side be the bare minimum?
Fortunately, Elias didn’t show any signs of being upset. "Yeah, she told . She had sothing urgent to take care of, so she left first. I’m going to go find her now."
As if. He didn’t even have Giselle’s contact information.
Hearing that, the doctor breathed a sigh of relief. "That’s good. Be careful on the way."
After saying goodbye to the doctor and leaving the campus clinic, System Theta’s slightly panicked voice ca as expected. "Host, why didn’t Giselle stay at the clinic to take care of you?"
It really was because the host suddenly fell asleep and ssed up the strategy!
"Panicking over what?" Elias’s lips curved up slightly as he smiled gently. "If she had stayed to take care of , that’s when you should be panicking—because it would an the situation had slipped out of my control."
In other words, the fact that Giselle hadn’t stayed behind was exactly within his expectations.
System Theta paused. Had the host predicted all of this?
Elias explained, "Her emotional swings are all because of this face of mine. She likes because I resemble the angel in her heart. She hates because I’ve tarnished that angel’s purity."
Lucien Hart’s image in Giselle’s mind was impossibly high. So high that she didn’t even dare pursue him—she could only gaze at him from afar.
Just like a believer who wouldn’t dare defile the god they worshipped.
Therefore, Elias, who resembled Lucien, was held to the exact sa standards.
She wanted him to be sacred. She wanted him to be pure. She wanted him to remain unstained by the mortal world.
So when Giselle suddenly discovered that Elias wasn’t the lofty angel she imagined, and wasn’t even an ordinary person—he was a cheap whore who had long fallen into the mud—she beca furious.
System Theta was completely confused and said in a low voice, "Isn’t this situation still pretty bad then..."
Elias: "If Giselle was my only target, yeah, it would be worrying. But... I have other puppies."
A single bone might not even get a glance from one dog. But if another dog suddenly appeared to fight over it...
Besides, he wasn’t a bone. He was poison. Once licked, it could never be forgotten.
System Theta whispered softly, "I don’t get it."
Elias paused. "Then go watch Gossip Girl!"
Elias took out his phone and lightly pushed up his glasses. He saw that neither Liora nor Serena had contacted him.
At this stage of the strategy, it wasn’t ti for him to reach out first. Elias was happy to take it easy. He put his phone away and strolled leisurely toward the library.
What for? Studying, of course.
Elias’s character setting was that of a model student. Otherwise he wouldn’t have gotten into Westbridge. Proper studying not only helped maintain his image, but also killed ti—two birds with one stone.
He spent the entire afternoon in the library. Elias rubbed his eyes, tidied up his desk, and prepared to go eat. The mont he walked out of the library, he saw a familiar figure standing at the entrance.
When Liora saw him, a faint smile appeared on her usually expressionless face. She raised one hand and beckoned him over with her palm, the motion light and casual.
Like calling a dog.
Elias knew exactly what she wanted.
Liora’s clothes and style clearly didn’t belong to the university. She wasn’t a professor, and definitely not a student. Her aura and appearance naturally drew many eyes.
And now her little gesture made all those gazes converge on him—filled with familiar curiosity, suspicion, and speculation.
What terrible taste...
Elias lowered his head, the corner of his lips hooking up slightly. He pretended not to recognize Liora and tried to leave from the other side.
But how could Liora let him get away? She called out directly, "Where are you going?"
Elias’s steps halted. His body instantly stiffened in place.
Liora smiled as she slowly walked over. She bent down slightly and whispered close to his ear, "What’s wrong? Weren’t you acting like such a little slut before? How co you’re getting shy now?"
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