Transmigrated into a reversed world
Chapter 89 - 89

The morning sun rose, casting its light upon the leaves, dewdrops sliding off each leaf and the trees shook their leaves in a gentle wave, the animals awaken. And the air was fresh with moist earth and clashing sounds of ocean waves, signifying a new day.

Sounds of alarm ringing and people waking up disturbed the tranquility of the forest making it come alive.

Kyle woke up, made his bed, did his morning stretches, and exercised before walking into the bathroom to freshen up. He walked out with his clothes pressed and his blue hair sleeked back in order.

Everyone in different rooms woke up bright and early, today was the first day of work and a day closer to their Target.

Pain, whipped his tail on Viktor's drooling face trying to wake him up.

" Hmm..ten more minutes... " he muttered under his breath, his hands beating away Pain's tail from his face.

"Wake up... Do you want to be fired on the first day of your job? Hiss..." The snake was annoyed when Viktor faced the other side, it was the grace of patience, and his and master's life were tied together or he would have wrapped around his throat and strangled him to death.

As if Viktor felt his evil thought, he woke up groggy, yawning and untangling his hands from his teddy bear. He saw the time and his eyes cleared up.

"Why didn't you wake me... I'm late!" His tone was filled with blame and urgency, as he hurried to the bathroom, pulling off his clothes along the way.

Pain used its tail to cover his eyes if he had a human face you would see a hopeless tired expression on it.

Viktor washed up quickly but didn't forget to put on his lotion and move his curls in place, he admired his beautiful face in the mirror before he walked out the door not forgetting to stretch his wrist for pain to wrap on.

Smelling the moist earth, and the salty air, he felt relaxed and walked happily down the stairs.

The food was already prepared, he took a tray and picked the food of his choice. The food was rich with different varieties and a fruit platter was among them.

He served himself a scrambled egg with bacon to the side and some fruit salad with juice to go.

Sitting on an empty table, he ate his food fast but elegantly without food splattering around or his lips stained with oil.

He finished and dropped his plate to the side, walking out he felt he was forgetting something.

A certain snake's stomach growled with hunger he looked at its irresponsible master and cried out in regret. He flashed into the soul space to sleep or he would be wrecked by hunger all day if he didn't.

Feeling his wrist empty he felt guilty, he promised to make it up to Pain later. He skipped towards the field he would be taking care of.

Reaching the side of the house, he uploaded the garden designs sent to him in large form, nodding his head in concentration like there was an invisible music playing in his ears.

Getting a general idea of how to start, he wrote down the tools and everything he needed for planting.

First, he was instructed to take care of the glass garden. the builders for the glasshouse garden would be here in an hour so his free to explore. Patting his butt, he strolled away in light steps, his eyes sparkling with anticipation from his tour ahead.

Kyle walked into the Mansion and took in a deep breath before entering, he felt the elegant dark vibes of the Mansion, his eyes took in everything without a change in expression, his eyes searching for someone but were disappointed to only see her husband.

He hid the disappointment he didn't know he was feeling and started a busy day by walking around to be familiar with his surroundings, and there was no sign of Cyra.

He observed the whole layout and escape route of the whole Mansion, his position gave him the right to go everywhere except the mistress room, it was off-limit to him.

He arranged for the staff to purchase supplies from the mainland for island use and to stock up the supermarket, calculated accounts, oversaw the glass house construction, and handled the purchase of farming machinery and crops. he was so swamped with work, driving to town and back, and finally, he took a break and sat down to catch his breath.

He felt that killing people was not as tasking as this; he had to get to her fast or he would be stuck here and consumed by work.

His boss was irresponsible, handling every single thing to her butler, with no fear at all, of him cheating her.

The chef saw his tired form and pitied him, she warmed the remaining fish fillet for him and served him with a glass of milk.

She saw that his work was too much for a man, a beautiful man who was pretty enough to enjoy pampering from a woman, only Goddess knows why his here working so hard. She sighs in her mind feeling it's not her business to gossip.

Kyle smiled gratefully at Martha, and drank the milk, feeling his muscles relaxed and feeling the milk was sweeter than usual.