Transmigrated into a reversed world
Chapter 112 - 112

When Viktor heard Zane's words, his eyes sparkled with the joy of someone finally appreciating his skin's glow.

With enthusiasm, he readily imparted all his wisdom on skincare and hair maintenance.

"Do you have any skincare products with you? I can show you some examples," Viktor asked, eager to share his knowledge.

Zane's face was blank, not fully grasping Viktor's excitement. "Mm..I do. Come inside," he replied, gesturing for Viktor to enter the mansion quickly. Both walked briskly, and Zane let him into an empty bedroom where he could wait.

He hurried to his and Cyra's bedroom, heading straight to the side where he kept all the lotions. Gathering everything in his arms, closing the door gently behind him.

The door opened, and Viktor watched Zane coming with bottles that filled his hands; he stood up and helped close the door.

Placing everything on the table, "Here is everything." Zane motioned for all the bottles but Viktor was already looking at everything with a frown on his face.

Zane noticed his expression and sensed something was wrong. he opened his mouth to ask, but Viktor beat him to it.

"I hope you haven't been using these products for long?" Viktor asked, with a rear seriousness on his face.

"What's wrong with them? I've only used them twice." Zane replied, confused.

"They're terrible brands! what they do is to make your skin good temporarily, but once you stop using them, your skin will break out with rashes or worse reactions." Viktor explained, visibly angry. ''if the producer was here, I would torture him to death for this,'' he muttered.

Zane blinked in shock." it's that bad? What should I use then?" he felt overwhelmed by the skincare products. Whatever Viktor suggested he would buy with no questions asked if it would make his skin glow.

"It's very bad. These products are filled with addictive substances that damage your skin long-term,'' his voice serious.

Then his tone brightened.''But don't worry! we'll do a complete makeover for your skin and hair!'' Viktor giggled with excitement at that thought.

Zane shivered unconsciously, feeling he was in for a painful experience. But he could only nod calmly to Viktor's enthusiasm.

"Okay, so you'll order this, and this...'' Viktor began listing products, ''and tomorrow morning we'll hit the spa.''

Viktor could hardly contain his excitement, and Zane, despite his calm nature, found himself smiling along. The two had already started becoming friends, even though one was lively and the other more reserved.

Viktor had to return to his work. "Remember tomorrow's plans!" He said cheerfully as he walked out of the Mansion.

Zane was happy to have someone to talk to other than his wife. He couldn't wait for tomorrow. His line of sight met the lotion bottles, and he quickly threw them away, fearful inside that his skin was almost destroyed by it.

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Under the evening sky, the women picked up their bags and continued their journey through the dense forest. They followed the leader closely, and after two hours, the leader stopped at the entrance of a cave.

"We're here. Everybody, be careful," The leader warned. Despite her words, the group felt more relieved than cautious after the long trek.

As soon as they stepped into the cave, Cyra's eyes opened instantly. Someone trespassed in my territory.

Boundless fury exploded within her, and a wave of pressure as heavy as a mountain crashed down on the mansion and its surrounding grounds.

"Who dares..." her words boomed through the air and echoed across the mansion and servants' quarters. Everyone felt as though a boulder had been dropped on them, making it hard to breathe.

They froze looking fearfully in one direction. A blur passed them, and the pressure lifted as quickly as it had come.

Everybody sighed with relief, each wearing a different expression of shock. Zane, confused, wondered who could have angered his wife.

Mira was almost dizzy with joy, knowing her employer could command fear with just her presence."The ultimate backer.''

Kyle cursed under his breath, frustrated. This woman was always playing with him; he didn't know she had such power to her when she was angry.

"Dammit, Dammit, Dammit." He bites his lips, his face a permanent mark of helplessness and unwillingness to give up.

Meanwhile, Viktor, watching from a distance, felt his lower body hardened from desire, "Ahh... Mistress," He whispered breathlessly, his face flushed as he stared in the direction Cyra had gone. He couldn't help his body's reaction.

Pain tailedpalmed knowing his master was hopeless.

Back in the cave, the group of women was still oblivious to the danger heading their way. Their eyes gleamed with greed as they saw the sparkling crystals around them. As they walked in deeper, they found more crystals lining the walls.

They have hit the jackpot.

"Boss, do we really need to give these to the employer? They might silence us to hide this wealth; why not take it for ourselves?" one of the women suggested, voicing what everyone else had been thinking.

Even the leader was tempted by the idea and hesitated. This kind of wealth was something people would kill for, and she wasn't sure if she wanted to take that risk.

Seeing her indecision, another woman chimed in, "With this, we could build our own army of advanced fighters, buy an island, and live like queens without answering to anyone. imagine that, boss!''

the suggestion swayed the group. Smiling foolishly, they began picturing their glamorous future.