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After several intimate sessions and shared baths, Alex was now getting ready to leave for Spencer's estate.
"You're leaving just like that? That's quick. I thought you'd be staying here until the afternoon…" Allen said, glancing at her.
"I know you'll miss me, but I'll only be gone for a few months. Besides, I'm doing this to help you infiltrate Umbrella, remember?" Alex replied as she put on her clothes and headed for the villa's front door.
"Be careful on the road, love." Allen kissed her, and Alex walked away.
Meanwhile, in Raccoon City, in a luxurious villa on the western side of the Arklay Mountains, an old man sat in a wheelchair. His body was riddled with IV lines and tubes keeping him alive. This man was Oswell E. Spencer.
"You said you wanted to place Allen in the research team William is handling?" Spencer asked, his sharp gaze fixed on Alex, probing for any weakness in her words.
"That's right," Alex replied without hesitation. "William has been showing signs of disloyalty to the company. I've already contacted one of his former assistants—an insider who's agreed to help steal part of his research data. But to do that, we need a major distraction. Lately, William's been too focused on protecting those closest to him, making sure no one interferes with his personal project, and Allen might be the key to breaking that focus."
Spencer narrowed his eyes. "And why Allen?"
"He has a unique background in virology. His knowledge doesn't come from the usual academic path—his way of thinking is… unconventional. I want to train him directly, then use him for a far more ambitious project."
"And what project is that?"
Alex's lips curled into a faint smile. "Combining the T-Virus with the G-Virus. This isn't just some idle experiment—I want to see if merging the two can create a perfect subject without genetic instability. If it works, we'll have something even Umbrella itself has never been able to achieve."
Spencer was silent for a moment before asking, "And what makes you so sure he'll follow your orders?"
"Fufufu… isn't it obvious? My charm. Many scientists have worked with me for that reason—not just because of my power, but because they believe I can give them a greater sense of 'purpose.'"
"Hahahaha… a fair point. Very well, I hope this works. If not, we'll simply dispose of him if he proves useless."
Alex smiled inwardly. Spencer had swallowed her story far too easily—without realizing that Allen was never just a pawn on her chessboard.
After that, Alex left because Spencer wanted her to immediately start working on his new project. Soon after, another set of footsteps approached—Sergei Vladimir.
"Sir, do you really trust Alex's plan? Isn't it a little suspicious that she suddenly became interested in the project William is working on?" Sergei asked, clearly doubtful of Alex. His reasoning was simple—she was a Wesker.
"Relax. Alex would never betray me. I'm more concerned about her brother, Albert. It seems he's met with William several times. I want you to keep an eye on him," Spencer replied, still thinking about how to take advantage of the current situation.
"And what about that kid, Allen? What are you planning to do with him?" Sergei asked.
"Don't worry. Alex will handle him. Besides, I know why she's interested in that boy—his technology is quite fascinating and could help us speed up my goal of achieving immortality. Hahahahaha!" Spencer spoke with absolute confidence, his laughter echoing in the room.
Then, something crossed Spencer's mind. "Do you know the main cause of the recent virus leak near the Arklay lab?"
"There's been no definitive report from the field yet, but it seems the media is starting to get suspicious," Sergei replied.
"I want you to take care of it. And if you fail, make sure to arrange a plan to erase any evidence of Umbrella's involvement," Spencer ordered.
At this point, Spencer wasn't too concerned about whether Umbrella would survive or not—he only saw the company as a means to achieve his own ambitions.
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The next day, at Allen's villa, the girls were busy preparing to move into the new apartment he had rented in Raccoon City. Jill looked very happy because her sisters would finally be living together with her, so she could have their company all the time.
"Master, there are some people waiting in the living room. I think they're the guards sent by Alex," said Tia, who was currently roleplaying as my maid.
"Okay, I'll go meet them first," Allen replied, planting a kiss on his sexy wife who was acting like a maid.
Allen then walked to the living room and saw six people in full military uniforms, armed with firearms. Among them was a man in a neat uniform—Steward, Alex Wesker's loyal servant who had worked with her for decades. Because of that, Allen never doubted his loyalty to Alex.
"Master, they will serve as your personal military team while Miss Alex is away, And also Miss Alex also said she will send one more guard who will be with you for 24 hours/day but it seems she will come in 2 or 3 week." Steward said respectfully. Since Allen started dating Alex, Steward had automatically been working for him as well.
Allen had a good impression of Steward, since the man had helped him a lot when he first founded his company. In fact, Steward was now the one who fully managed the company, so Allen didn't have to constantly run back and forth taking care of things.
Steward then handed over some documents and an ID card identifying Allen as a researcher at Umbrella, explaining that in one week Allen could start working as an intern researcher for Dr. William.
"Yeah… thanks for your hard work, Steward. And send my regards to Alex when you get back," Allen said.
After Steward left, Allen took a moment to observe the six mercenaries who would be serving as his personal soldiers and protectors for his women. Not long after, a mature woman who seemed to be leading the group stepped forward, her expression cold—like that of a seasoned professional soldier.
"Hello, my name is Allen Winters. May I take a look at your personal file first?" Allen introduced himself with a charming smile, extending his hand to shake hers.
"So, could you introduce yourself a bit more personally? Also, your job might be quite tough, since there's a high chance you'll be facing monsters or something like that in the future."
"Roger! My name is Karena LesProux. I used to work with the French Special Forces Team, and I have experience in various missions. You can see them in my profile," she replied firmly.
Allen flipped through her profile and glanced over the list of missions she had completed.
"Yeah, you definitely look very experienced."
"If you choose me, I'm sure you won't regret it, Sir. I can guarantee your safety one hundred percent," Karena said with absolute confidence—there wasn't a trace of dishonesty in her voice.
Allen turned the page again. "Codename: Lupo. You're 38 years old this year. For that age, you've definitely taken great care of your body," Allen remarked, his eyes briefly scanning her figure—an ideal, military-uniform-wearing MILF by most men's standards.
"Thank you… I'll take that as a compliment," Karen replied with a slightly awkward tone. It wasn't that she found Allen unattractive—quite the opposite, he was very handsome—but having her age brought up still left her a little disappointed.
"Relax, I just wanted to compliment your beauty. But… here's something else—there's a criminal record. Damn, did you kill your husband?" Allen asked, sounding a bit shocked. "Sorry but I certainly won't judge you, but can you explain this?"
"That's true. Back then, my ex-husband often committed domestic violence against me. I tried to endure it because I had a daughter, so I didn't divorce him. But one day, he tried to rape his own daughter and put her life in danger. At that moment, I had no choice but to kill him," Karena explained without blinking, as if her ex-husband was nothing more than trash that had long been erased from her life.
"Hmmm… I understand what you went through. I'm glad he's dead, and of course, I won't blame you for that," Allen replied with a nod, fully grasping her situation.
"Thank you," Karena said, feeling relieved at his answer. At the very least, her chance to work with him wouldn't be ruined by her past.
"Besides, your mission records are excellent. So, you're hired."
"So… does that mean you're going to employ me?" Karena asked eagerly.
"Yes. I think you'll be a good fit for my private military team, which I'll name 'Black Rose,'" Allen replied. He had taken the name from an organization in the League of Legends game he often played. Since Allen wasn't great at coming up with names, he simply borrowed it.
Allen then called for Athena, since she would be the one helping him manage these mercenaries—after all, Athena enjoyed handling matters like this.
After that, similar interviews were conducted with the other candidates to complete the Black Rose team. In the end, out of six members recruited, three were beautiful women. Alongside Karen, the other five were:
• Beltway (male) — explosives and bomb assembly specialist.
• Christine Yamata (female) — master serologist of Japanese descent.
• Micheala Schneider (female) — highly skilled field doctor.
• Vladimir Brodvoski (male) — expert marksman/sniper.
• Viper (male) — close-combat master.
All five of them had dark pasts like Karen, so they didn't react the way ordinary people would.
Beltway often brought prank bombs during his military missions. This earned him condemnation from the military and ultimately a prison sentence under military law.
Christine Yamata was obsessed with serology, conducting numerous experiments on animals, plants, and even humans without hesitation.
Micheala Schneider was an exceptionally talented field doctor but often performed surgery on her patients without anesthesia. Her surgical knowledge was impressive, but her recklessness got her fired from her job.
Vladimir Brodvoski was a Russian espionage expert who had been active during the Cold War. He had carried out many similar missions, and now he appeared to have been assigned by Sergei to spy on Allen. Allen would have to keep a close eye on him, as he didn't want any of his technology or research leaking to Umbrella.
Viper was a master assassin. In short, he had eliminated many targets, and his skill level was on par with HUNK.
Allen had spent quite a bit of time sorting through profiles and interviewing them one by one, but he felt it was worth it, as the results were satisfying. He didn't regret his choices, and now he could relax—at least until the next wave of zombies arrived. For now, he decided to think about that tomorrow, as there were still plenty of other matters to take care of.
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Not long after the interview, they continued with preparations for Allen's move. Once Allen finished packing his belongings, the villa's doorbell rang. Ding… dong…
Allen walked to the front yard to personally greet the guest. He already knew who it was, having read the message beforehand.
"Hey… welcome, Rebecca. I'm really glad you decided to visit my villa," Allen said with a warm smile.
As one of the protagonists in the Resident Evil game, Rebecca looked incredibly sweet and adorable—especially since she was only eighteen. Her body could be considered quite sexy, with wide hips, a slim and petite figure, and a height of around 161 cm.
"I hope I'm not bothering you… Oh, are you moving?" Rebecca asked, noticing several items being loaded into a truck by Allen's private guards.
"Ah, yes. I'm moving temporarily to a new apartment in Raccoon City. You know how dangerous this place has become lately, with several missing persons cases," Allen explained, giving his reason for relocating until the situation became safe again.
"Rebecca… what are you doing here?" Jill's voice came from behind, laced with suspicion.
"A–Ahhh, Jill… I…" Rebecca stammered, feeling embarrassed and unsure how to explain her visit—especially since it meant admitting to her best friend that she was here to see her husband.
"Ohhh, Jill, perfect timing," Allen cut in casually. "Remember when I told you I went on a date before? Well, Rebecca was my date that time. She said she wanted to drop by, and I told her it was fine. So… here we are."
Allen explained the situation lightly, completely oblivious—or perhaps indifferent—to Rebecca's growing discomfort at feeling as though she'd been caught cheating right in front of her colleague.
"Don't worry Rebecca I'm not concerned about you dating my husband anyway" the blame should be on her own husband who seduced the woman and made her fall in love with him. "Okay Allen I hope you can take care of Rebecca I and the other sisters are leaving first you can catch up later"
"Okay take care on the road" Allen said while kissing Jill.
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