Rebirth of the Villainous Female Boss
Chapter 1402 - Chapter 1402 Chapter 1374 Dad Crawling Out of the Womens

Chapter 1402: Chapter 1374: Dad Crawling Out of the Women’s Restroom (Five More) Chapter 1402: Chapter 1374: Dad Crawling Out of the Women’s Restroom (Five More) Kiara understood after a while that the girl named Sophia Pasha suffered from obsessive fantasy disorder, incessantly thinking about various ways she might die, beyond her control.

It was the same type of illness as Kiara’s hand washing compulsion, except that Sophia’s obsession lay in her thoughts, while Kiara’s manifested in her actions.

Such problems couldn’t be cured in a short time, so Kiara wasn’t surprised that Eldest Brother hadn’t cured her at once, because it required repeated treatments.

Akatenango truly pursued a different approach from her sister, Akatris. Akatris was straightforward, seemingly competent yet tenderhearted, whereas Akatenango appeared gentle but was quite the opposite of her sister–very efficient and even cold-blooded. Kiara watched as she gradually led the little girl into revealing her death fantasies, while the financiers behind her callously discussed how the brutal realities and painful disorders of others greatly amused them.

The patient on the screen continued to describe her condition, utterly unaware that a group of such people was delighting in her suffering on the other side of the screen.

The heavy pressure made Kiara feel suffocated; she also realized that Akatenango wasn’t sincerely trying to heal, but rather, she was deliberately tearing open the little girl’s wounds for these spectators to see. Kiara, somewhat puzzled, whispered to Edward Farmbright.

“Why is she deliberately not treating properly? Doesn’t she want to win?”

“I forgot to tell you, the odds were displayed beneath our names on the screen just now. If it’s red, it means ‘favorable’, and if green, it’s ‘unfavorable’. That is, the betting here is like the futures market, where one can bet both long and short.”

To go long means to bet on a favorable outcome, while going short means betting on an unfavorable one.

Therefore, Akatenango was deliberately leaning towards a collapse, not only pleasing those who paid for the spectacle but also helping secure her victory, as her letter was green.

“I need to go to the bathroom.” Kiara couldn’t sit still any longer; she got up and went to the restroom in the private box. Standing in the mirror, she felt as if something had hit her in the chest, making it hard to breathe. She really wanted to smash this wretched place.

Bending over to wash her hands with cool water, she tried to rinse away the sticky feeling in her heart.

“Can’t handle it?” A can of soda appeared out of nowhere above her, and Kiara looked in the mirror to see Yuzo Joel standing behind her, reaching over her head and shaking the can back and forth.

“Dad?!” Kiara removed her mask in surprise, and upon closer inspection, it was indeed Yuzo Joel!

How could he be here?!

Wasn’t this box supposed to be sealed off? Could he possibly have the ability to move through the ground?

“Come with me~” Yuzo Joel gestured for Kiara to be quiet. With no one around, he pressed a spot on the restroom wall, causing a painting to recede and reveal a hidden door!

“Dad… do you have a habit of peeking into women’s restrooms?!” Kiara was speechless.

“Not at all, this door is only unnoticeable from here. Come on, get in.”

Yuzo Joel led Kiara into the hidden room. Looking out from this room, it was separated from the room she had just been in by only a sheet of glass. From this side, the other room was completely transparent, but from there, this side looked like an ordinary piece of glass.

“Surprised, aren’t you? Just as those people revel in the pain of others, they wouldn’t expect that they, too, could be observed in this way.”

“What are you up to? I thought you were overseas!” Although she had grown accustomed to her dad’s sudden appearances, she was still shocked by his behavior of emerging from a restroom outside the women’s toilet.

“Like they say, ‘A child without a mother talks too much’. Indeed, I have only just arrived not long ago. Guessing that Yacob would bring you over, I came to check as well, Kiara. You looked so pale just now that, had I not come out, I suspect you might have hit someone.”

“They didn’t just want to beat someone up, they practically wanted to set the place on fire. What on earth are they doing? Taking pleasure in someone else’s pain?”

“Pretty much. The members of this club come from all over the world, with different careers and nationalities. The common denominator is that they have more money than they can ever spend. Wealthy people, as you know, always find ways to entertain themselves. Betting on psychological therapy is just a part of their daily routine, but there are other projects, far more disgusting and unrelated to us, that you definitely wouldn’t want to see.”

“For example?”

“For instance, they fund institutions that conduct societal research to carry out experiments that are mostly meaningless but serve to alleviate their boredom, like throwing a group of people on a deserted island with no contact with the outside, testing how their moral compass changes, or even betting on how many will survive in the end… Trust me, those are a million times more revolting than the psychological therapy gambling you’re witnessing.”

“Nonsense! Using people for their amusement?!”

Yuzo Joel blinked and took out a Haagen-Dazs from the mini-fridge to offer to Kiara, “Chill out, Kiara!”

“I’m not in the mood for this stuff!”

“Now you’re getting just like Arua, silly girl. The world is so complicated. How can everything be simply black or white? These people are indeed despicable, but this kind of behavior is beyond the control of any country. In fact, some places even enjoy it, otherwise where do you think those defiant research outcomes that lack international support come from?”

At that moment, Kiara looked at the rowdy crowd of human beasts outside and unconsciously echoed a classic line from Shakespeare’s ‘The Tempest’.

“Hell is empty, and all the devils are here.”

“I call this ‘Dark Psychology’.”

“Dark… Haha, truly, it’s too dark. A bunch of onlookers watching another’s wounds, and a group of doctors deliberately withholding treatment for profit. It’s quite dark indeed.”

“Yes, it’s pretty boring,” Yuzo Joel agreed.

“Boring yet you let Senior Brother participate in this thing–wait, I seem to remember Senior Brother saying that you participated as well?!”

Yuzo Joel cleared his throat, “It’s been a long time since I played.”

“Fine, you keep playing, I’m outta here!”

At this point, Kiara was even annoyed with Yuzo Joel and turned to leave.

“You’ve forgotten what you said?”

“What did I say?”

“A tool itself is neither good nor bad. The difference only lies in whether the person using the tool is good or bad. A knife can be used to save lives or to take them.” These words were indeed once spoken by Kiara.

“These people may not be good people, but their money has indeed treated some people. A certain portion of the money from these matches goes to charity. Even the treatment for ‘Sophia Pasha’ you saw, if it fails, a part of the funds will still be allocated for her follow-up treatment. If you think of this scene as something someone desperately wants to survive, could it be a little more bearable?”

“Haha! I’m not drinking that chicken soup! They give away a tiny bit of leftovers from between their teeth as charity; that’s no excuse for making a joke of someone’s dignity! Goodbye!”

Oh dear! Dad’s upset his daughter… But that’s okay, Mr. Joel still has one trick left!