Chapter 568 - Bloody Couch

Date- 30 Mar 2321

Time- 12:41

Location- Sky Blossom City, Association Guild Mall, Warehouse no.234

"Sister!!" Jaya shrieked, feeling the warm blood of her sister on her face and clothes. The flow of conversation in the warehouse had already gone over her understanding. She did not understand why her sister suddenly changed her attitude towards the boy and why she was willing to go as far as to sacrifice a limb to beg for forgiveness. Jaya didn't understand but seeing her sister act so desperately, she realized that her sister would not stop anytime soon until she achieved what she wanted. 

"..." Cindy nodded in appreciation for the decisiveness shown by Diana. Her thoughts about silver milk powder were the same as her Boss's. If anything, she thought Diana wasn't cruel and convincing enough. Maybe her boss could have used some words to highlight the seriousness of her actions and make them seem more sincere.

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"Master Wyatt, is my right arm enough to redeem myself in your eyes?" Placing her torn right arm on the table in front of me, Diana asked whether her right was enough compensation for her trying to take advantage of my trust.

In this world, healing a person's amputated limb was no big deal. With cards such as limb regulation, Miracle stitches, etc., re-growing a lost limb or sowing back the torn limb was not worth worrying over. So, what made Diana think that she could gain my forgiveness and trust by literally tearing her right hand? 

Yes, Diana's actions were brutal and cruel with less meaning since the arm could be healed in no time. The emphasis here is not Diana's merciless action but the idea behind those actions. The concept behind Diana's action was that she was offering her arm in exchange for my forgiveness. That is, she is willing to live her life without her right arm, to redeem herself in my eyes. By offering her arm, she is declaring that she will never heal it back as her arm belongs to her now. 

"..." I was dumbfounded by Diana's way of redeeming herself. She seems to have misunderstood the meaning of my words, 'Tell me how you plan to redeem yourself.' 

By saying these words, I did not expect her to tear her limb. What I wanted was for her to accept her mistakes and agree to shoulder the consequences for her actions, and wait for me to decide on a fitting punishment for her. But who knew that this stupid girl would accept everything, but without waiting for my sentence, she would hastily rip off her arm and offer it to me. 

' Woman, I am a freaking cooperate, not a focking gangster. ' I wanted to yell these words seeing the slander pale white hand laying in front of me covered in blood. But I controlled myself from saying that, knowing that if I say those words, I may possibly lose the respect I had gathered till now. 

"I don't know what's going on, but Wyatt, leave my sister alone. Take my arm instead." Yelling that Jaya tore her harm and threw it at me. 

Jaya's life as the princess of Fine Gold had not been an entire jolly ride. There were always rumors surrounding her birth and why the devilish Diana adopted her. Those outside Fine Gold who had heard of Diana thought Jaya was Diana's illegitimate daughter. Those inside Fine Gold who knew Diana as their boss thought a calculating person like Diana had a reason behind adopting Jaya, for example, Demonic cards like body snatching. 

When people surrounding her were asking questions about why someone like Diana adopted Jaya, Jaya herself was bound to be curious to hear the answer to that question. Thanks to the Bluestone, Diana's frankness, and a few secret DNA tests, Jaya knew that she regretfully was not Diana's illegitimate daughter. And with the first reason scratched off last remained was that Diana had other calculations for Jaya. It took time for Jaya to come to terms with this conclusion, but she decided that if Diana wanted to use Body Snatch on her, she would not resist. 

Because that is how much she loved Diana. Therefore when Jaya saw Diana brutally rip her arm off for reasons unknown, she volunteered to go through the trial for her sister, and to show that she was not kidding, Jaya tore her arm without a hint of hesitation and offered it up in exchange for her elder sister. 

*Tear* *Splurt* *Splash* covered in blood, the couch was totally beyond redemption. 

"Sigh!" I could help but sigh, seeing the bloody final moments of the sofa. And catching Jaya's slander and soft yet well-toned arm, I couldn't help but inwardly praise Jaya's viltronian genes as I turned to Cindy and said, "Don't tell me you are next." 

"If Master Wyatt desires it, then sure," Cindy said playfully. Now this woman is crafty. The first time I met her, her face was so stiff and expressionless that I even mistook her haughtiness for some kind of facial muscle paralysis. 

"Nope, the couch has suffered enough. Let's not mutilate it further. Let it rest in peace. You two sisters, you owe me a sofa. Don't you dare cheap out on me, got it?" Considering Diana's street background, I understood how she would think that mutilating herself and presenting her arm to me would help her redeem herself and regain my trust. Though I did not condone Diana's action, still, for now, it was enough evidence that she was being serious and sincere. 

"..." Diana and Jaya were speechless. They focking ripped one of their arms using their other bare arm, but this guy was worried about his couch. Feeling her boss's dilemma, Cindy answered, " Will do." 

"..." Susan, who was seated next to Van and old Ben, was trembling, her face ashen, and she was trying hard not to throw up. 

"Susan, honey, throw up. The floor is practically covered in their blood. Your vomit will not make it worse," I remembered though Susan had become a card apprentice, she had zero experience in the killing. I guess this is her first encounter with gore. 

"Beautiful woman, don't throw up." Sitting straight, rubbing her stomach to ease the nauseating feeling up her throat, Susan barely mumbled those words.

"Then go to the kitchen sink or something." Unable to see how uncomfortable Susan was, I urged her once again. 

"..." Susan glared at me because she felt if she opened her mouth, she might throw up. 

"God, beautiful woman, don't throw up. Get it already." Cindy yelled as she gave Susan a nod as if saying, 'stay brave, sister.' 

" WTF?" To my astonishment, Susan nobbed back.