Ah, why am I doing this illogical thing right now? I will cook and fill my stomach first before I plan something else. I hope that bastard is not at home. Looking at his face disgusts me the most—but why does my heart beat like crazy?
It will drive me insane before I even realize it. I peek through the gap in my room door to ascertain the situation and condition. I peep through the hole in my room door to see around. It wouldn't be funny if a zombie suddenly attacked me.
A zombie? Do I think this is a zombie movie where zombies come out of nowhere and attack you?
I watch zombie films too much, and they've poisoned my mind. I like horror movies, and even though zombies aren't ghost-related, they're scary, you know—especially if you had one in real life.
Maybe I'll act in a zombie film next time. Who knows, maybe I'll get a zombie romance plot like in a novel. I once read a story about a zombie in my last life, and the title was "My Cub's Father is a Zombie."
It was a good story, but how could a zombie make children with a human? It doesn't make sense. Still, it doesn't matter right now.
I made sure Claude was nowhere to be found, and I walked downstairs.
Claude was not at home, but it was too quiet—like I was the only one living here. It scared me.
Milly ran toward me happily like a puppy meeting its owner for the first time after a long separation.
"Miss, what do you want to eat today?" Her eyes seemed to say, I'll do anything for you.
"I'll cook my food myself, so you don't need to do anything else," I said while looking around.
Milly understood what I was looking for, so she said, "Master and Madam had something they needed to do. As for the young master, he's playing with his friends," she added with dissatisfaction.
I also knew why she acted like this. Milly always protected me when our parents weren't home. Claude wasn't a kind guy. He looked at me with sinister eyes, like I was polluting his air.
Milly wasn't like the other maids who didn't dare act rashly. She was different.
She was never afraid of Claude, and she dared to oppose him directly.
"I'll be the one cooking today, so you should rest, Cole," I said.
Cole is the chef in our mansion. He's a tall guy with a playboy look, and he's as handsome as a prince charming from a fairytale. He looks like a playboy, but he's a timid man after all.
"What did you say, Mio? Are you trying to fire me? No, no, I don't have any other work I can do except cooking," he said timidly.
"I never said I was firing you, Cole, so don't worry. I just want to cook today," I said with a bright smile.
Cole breathed a sigh of relief instantly. "I see."
"So why are you still here? Just go home already," I said with dissatisfaction.
"Of course—to make sure you don't blow up the kitchen, young mistress," he said.
"I won't burn the kitchen! Do you really not trust me that much? And you call yourself my best friend? How can I have a best friend like you?" I pouted at him.
Cole felt a slight heartache hearing Mio's words. He looked hurt for a moment, then changed his mood to indifferent.
"I'll just make sure the kitchen is safe, and then I'll go home. It won't bother you, young lady. Or do you want to stop already?"
"Oh, so you're saying kitchen safety is more important than my life? You're not cute at all, Cole."
"What kind of man likes being called cute?" Cole said coldly.
"Hahaha!"
"Why are you laughing?" Cole pouted a little.
"Ha ha ha! Being cold doesn't suit you at all, so stop it—my cute best friend."
"I'm not cute at all!" he shouted angrily.
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Key: What nonsense are you talking about right now?
Len: Are you okay, Claude?
Rey: Claude wouldn't lie about something like this.
Ken: "…"
Lia: Hm, so what? Just get to the point.
Claude was still sitting on the floor as punishment.
Claude: If you don't believe me, I'll tell you something to make you trust me.
Claude: There will be a plane crash in two days, and Key and Len will be on that plane. It'll get lost in the ocean.
Claude: Both of you had a business trip, so you used Rose Plane for travel, but it had an accident. Your bodies were never found and were declared dead by the government.
Claude: Please cancel your meeting that day. If the plane crashes, it will prove I've reincarnated.
Claude: I'll tell you everything that happened in my last life. For instance, in the near future, Lia's ex-boyfriend won't accept the breakup and will try to kill her. Ken will protect her and lose his life—this will happen three days from now.
Claude: Lia will go to an elite restaurant, and that's where she'll be hurt. But Ken, who just happens to have a meeting at the same place, will protect Lia and lose his life instead.
Claude: If what I said doesn't come true, you can call me a liar.
The air grew heavy, and no one dared speak. It felt like a bomb had just dropped. Everyone was stunned to hear that Claude had reincarnated, and shocked even more by the revelation that their lives might soon end.
It sounded like being diagnosed by a doctor and told you didn't have much time left.
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