Transmigrated into a reversed world
Chapter 86 - 86

Zane's head turned back to the kitchen when an aroma entered his nose. His eyes stayed on the kitchen direction, hoping to be served faster.

Rushing to the dinner table, he pulled a chair and sat down, his hands tapping anxiously on the table.

Hearing the approaching footsteps, Zane regained his normal calm expression like he was not the one anxious a moment ago. His eyes stayed on the closed food.

"Master, the afternoon food course is braised short ribs with grilled vegetables and pasta," The chef said, uncovering them one after the other.

Zane swallowed hard when he saw the short ribs glittering with red sauce. He spooned it up, putting it into his mouth.

"Hmm..." His eyes squinted with pleasure as the flavourful juice burst into his mouth, nearly cried when he thought he wouldn't have eaten any of this in his life if he had not saved his wife back then. He was so grateful to his past self, that he ate all his food with enjoyment etched permanently on his face.

"Blergh..." A satisfied sound left his lips, rubbing his fattened stomach, feeling full and satisfied. Resting his back on the chair lazily, he finally remembered his wife. But he didn't have the strength to move.

Cyra walked to the dining room and saw Zane's lazy relaxed form, with his stomach popping out, and his lips covered in oil.

Her gaze softens, "love, you have to walk around for the food to digest or you will suffer from stomach pains." She said, dragging Zane to stand, ignoring his unwillingly face.

Zane had no choice but to stroll with Cyra, half of his body leanly on her, they walked for twenty minutes taking in fresh air, before Cyra got irritated by the sun and walked back inside.

Cyra left Zane to his company and went to her bedroom. She closed the curtains making everywhere dark and set a low temperature.

Removing her clothes, and laying naked on the bed, Cyra sighed, feeling the soft fur on her bare skin, closing her eyes to sleep, she remembered something.

Opening her bracelet, she opened the private Nexus network of her island, seeing all the staff IDs were connected, she sent the life contract to them to sign and sent necessary funds and plans to the butler's massage.

She turned off her bracelet and closed her eyes, sleeping instantly. Her skin was pale like was obvious in the dark room and her chest didn't fluctuate at all, it was akin to a reanimated corpse.

Viktor received the contract, and he signed it immediately, not caring he signed a life-and-death contract. He was already satisfied with the air here, no bustling city, with noises.

Instead the more he breathed in fresh air his body relaxed unconsciously. But his beast thought otherwise,

"Master, where did all your cautiousness go? Hiss...didn't you feel the dangerous aura coming from those people earlier?... I feel something is very wrong here. hiss..." its silver tail tightens its grip around Viktor's wrist.

"I don't care but if they give me problems...I will end them. At least I work as a gardener it's very easy to bury dead bodies." He said such words with an innocent face as if saying the moon was round. Pain settled down, already used to his Master's ruthlessness.

Everybody had different opinions, some hesitated before signing while some signed but everybody was attracted by the money, 200 million pure mana stone, the staff working in the mansion was times two of it.

While several coded messages were being sent out to various powers in the organization.

The afternoon passed without suspense, the staff got used to their job requirement. The people in charge of buying daily resources in the city went through Kyle with him giving out funds for them.

As the sky darkened, Cyra's eyes opened, her grey eyes were clear. She sat up and cracked her neck, for every crack her aura released turning dangerous like a deadly hunter ready for a hunt.

She wore her clothes and flashed out of the bedroom. Cyra left her staff alone and walked to the town where her other employees were, she subconsciously left the best for the last.

She stopped, blending in with the shadows, when she reached the entrance of the town. people walked around unsuspecting of the hunter in the dark, she walked looking for prey and she found one all alone beside the forest.

She dragged the woman enjoying breeze under the night sky. Catching the woman off guard, she opened her mouth to let out a startled scream but her voice stuck in her throat and her eyes blanked.

Cyra released her, she took out a tissue towel and cleaned the woman's wrist before she brought it to her mouth and sank her fangs into her veins.

As the blood entered her lips, she relaxed and drank but paid attention on when to stop.

Feeling the woman weaken, she stopped and closed up the bite mark. She clicked her finger undoing her hypnotism.

The woman woke up, and felt tired, she yawned thinking, today's busy day had caught up with her. She headed back to the house assigned to her and slept.