43 Human data

Sergei's contorted face turned even uglier upon hearing her words.

Women are all the same, they are expendable tools who can't wait to climb his bed upon knowing his identity, so what is she acting for?

On the other hand, it suddenly dawned to Yeri that she have a human data in front of her.

She can simply extract the information she needed by hypnosis!

The problem is, her ability is not the same as human hypnosis, it absorbs more or less of a person's life essence and with this bastard's condition, he will most likely die before she can obtain what she wants.

'Fine, I will have to concede for now.' Yeri thought, maybe being on friendly terms with him isn't a bad idea.

Yeri was about to approach Sergei Ricci but he suddenly threw something in her direction that made her halt her steps.

'A black card? damn prick!'

Even the male god tyrant, Shin Keir, didn't insult her with money after their first night.

"That black card contains $50,000, take it!" Sergei uttered with great difficulty, his eyes filled with arrogance.

Yeri smiled stiffly, suppressing the urge to kick him. "Mister, how did you know I wanted money?"

Friendly terms? f*ck it!

There are other ways to build a connection and it doesn't have to be harmonious, also her talent lies in pissing off people rather than pretending to be kind.

"Just shut up and take me inside now!" Sergei snarled.

As the heir and eldest son of the Ricci family, he can't show any weaknesses so despite the pain in his stomach he drove himself there but the pain is presently unbearable.

Yeri picked up the card, tapping it on her chin.

"My, my, to think you are this desperate to lean on my shoulder. Unfortunately, my assistance fee is very high, $50,000 is only enough for me to call a nurse."

Sergei Ricci felt so angry that his condition worsened, he glared at her full of murderous intent, unable to say anything.

'That's right, human data, hate me more and remember to find me once you recover.'

Yeri looked elated, maybe her standards in men soared high because of Shin Keir and the other male gods but she felt no speck of pity towards this rude bastard who is nowhere near Shin Keir's looks.

"Just relax and take a deep breath, help will be here soon." Yeri turned around and pocketed the card.

"Not enough? how much do you want?" Sergei asked, clutching his stomach.

"Since I'm so kind, I'll just charge you with another $50,000!" Yeri wink.

Since he assumed she's a gold-digger then she will help him meet his expectations, just like how Venice see her as a dumb, arrogant and spoiled woman.

Sergei grudgingly agreed, he's always been a prideful man but now he felt like he's begging for help.

Damn this money-grabbing woman! he'll have her suffer ten times the grievance he's experiencing once he recovers!

"Take me straight to the emergency room and don't just randomly tell anyone of my identity," Sergei demanded and handed her another black card.

Upon closer look, this money-grabbing woman is quite young and without prejudice, she's prettier than his sister who is famous as the nation's goddess.

"If you are that worried then why did you come here without a companion?" Yeri asked but to her annoyance, Sergei refused to answer.

Once they exited the elevator, Yeri quickly asked a passing nurse for a wheelchair and push him to sit without care.

"You!" Sergei hissed from the excruciating pain.

"Oops! bare with it, we're almost there." Yeri grinned.

"What is your name?" Sergei asked in a disgruntled voice.

"Mister, my name is not included on the rate we had agreed upon, but if you say 'please' I might tell you my name."

"Nevermind," Sergei had a sour face, he only asked so it's easy to take his revenge later.

Yeri feigned a smile, should she leave him at the gynaecology department instead? will he die from saying please?

As they arrived at the emergency room, a doctor immediately attended to them and had Sergei lie on the bed.

"You said earlier you're also a patient, what is your problem?" Sergei asked, knowing her weakness will be beneficial to him.

"Skin disease." Yeri straight away answered.

"Just leave!" Sergei gritted his teeth, is she bragging about her translucent skin that it's as if she's made of water?

"Alright then! bye-bye!"

Yeri was already at the room exit when she glanced back at him, as she anticipated, Sergei looked like he's being forced to eat sh*t while shooting daggers at her lower legs covered with bandages.

'Idiot!' Yeri couldn't contain her laugh once she's out of his sight.

Did he really believe she have a skin disease?

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Meanwhile, Shin arrived at his company looking like everyone owes him money.

He's supposed to meet Yeri today so he can return her phone that he accidentally brought with him after that courtesy dinner but she suddenly sent a chat message saying her Mother doesn't want to go shopping anymore and just want her to stay at home.

"You're here on a Sunday? I thought you'll change your habit since you now have a girlfriend." Tristan smirked and slumped on the couch.

"Get out of my office." Shin busied himself with the mountain of papers on his desk.

"Don't you want to hear about Vulture?"

Shin paused, a dangerous glint gleamed in his eyes. "Tell me,"

Tristan got up and sat on the chair across Shin's desk. "The new mafia group handling Vulture now is called Spiros, Well, I wouldn't say they're new but more like the wing of Monarch, you know, Sergei Ricci's mafia organisation."

"Who exactly ask for Yeri and the Zhi company shares for repayment?"

Tristan grinned seemingly provoking him. "I'm not yet sure if Monarch has something to do with this but the Boss of Spiros has already sent some people to stalk your woman."