Chapter 28: The Art of Bullshits
What a load of utter bullshit.
Watching Laura genuinely contemplate my fabricated sob story felt... oddly satisfying. Every skilled conman would understand this feeling—the sweet taste of manipulating someone’s emotions.
And right now?
I was enjoying every second of it.
[ System: Host, you are truly despicable. How could you exploit a pure maiden’s heart like that? ]
I mentally rolled my eyes. Oh please. Pure maiden? Laura? Yeah, right. I bet my left kidney she’s not as innocent as she looks.
"Shut up, system. What do you know?"
[ System: I know enough. And I also know you’ll never move her heart if you keep acting like this. ]
Perfect. That’s exactly what I want.
[ System: Ugh... as you wish, Host. You’re truly the worst. ]
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