RE: Perverted Sugar Daddy System-Chapter 206: Deadly To The Core

Mike was dead, but my mission was far from over. I came to London to get the whereabouts of Lucy, and now Bettany was my only lead.

The problem now was that Bettany was high up in the air where she could easily fly off, while I was stuck here on the ground.

"Imagine if I could call in a fighter jet."

Fighting the weariness and the stinging headache popping in my brain, my mind churned in search of a solution, and just as I was beginning to believe the only solution was negotiation, two shocking things happened.

One, Bettany began slowly descending from the sky, her expression solemn and her gaze locked on Mike's body.

The second was that the system made itself known.

[Ding!! You have accomplished an exceptional feat. The system is still calculating, but for now, retrieve the body of Mike Duron.]

Seeing the transparent screen flash out, my eyes went to Bettany, and I watched her fall to her knees beside Mike, tenderly cradling his head.

"Mike," Bettany called, her voice soft and filled with sorrow.

I wanted to say that she was just pretending, that her emotions were fake, but so real were they, that despite them not being directed at me, I could feel the sadness.

"No way she has a heart."

"Mike, please wake up, please."

"I won't be stubborn again, please come back to me. I'll be a good girl."

I had my priorities set straight, but my heart could not help but stir at the scene in front of me.

Since meeting Bettany, she had shown herself to be a manipulative and brutal woman, and now she was showing me a side I would never bet resided in her.

I watched as tears ran down her eyes, a choke soon leaving her mouth, and sobs leaving her lips as she leaned over his head, pressing it to her breasts.

"Hmm, few can brag they had titties pressed to their face after they died. He can die knowing he had some game."

These words were not said in my head, and after they were spoken, Bettany immediately went silent, her sobs disappearing.

She slowly raised her head, her body trembling in rage, but what her red eyes looked up to was my shotgun.

"It's a shame Mike had to go, Bettany. He was a great guy.

Do you want to go meet him?"

"I will show you hell, Marcus."

"Not if I send you there first. Are you ready to submit?"

"What do you take me for, Marcus? You kill my lover and then expect me to cower before you?

I might not have the strength to kill you, but I can sure as hell very well spite you."

"Are you sure about that? I read that in the past, they caught and burnt witches. How long do you think you'll be able to hold out in fire?"

"Very long, Marcus," a voice said from behind me, the length of a brown broom resting on my shoulders.

"If you so much as move a finger, I'll blow your head off."

Despite the words that came from behind me, I turned my head to the right, the image of Denise with a shotgun coming into my vision, and then I turned back to Bettany.

"An illusion then."

Using Mind Vision, the image of Bettany in front of me faded away, and I walked towards Mike's corpse with a sigh.

It was just a few minutes, not even up to five minutes, and yet in that time, Bettany had almost caught me in checkmate.

Reaching Mike, I bent down and touched his body, watching it disappear. Then I turned around, looking at Bettany, who was holding her witch broom in one hand and had a shotgun pressed to her head.

"Where did she even get a shotgun?" I wondered, observing how focused Denise was at the moment, her commanding aura pouring out of her more than ever before.

In this moment when my mind had been strained and pushed to its limit, Bettany had decided to have another go at me using illusions.

The image of her descending from the sky and weeping for her lover had all been false.

While I got lost in her illusion, the witch had most likely come from the back through the air, looking to catch me off guard.

Even just using Mind Vision to dispel the illusion I had been put under sent a wave of pain rushing through my head, proving how badly in need of rest my mind was.

"Tell me where Lucy is, and I won't kill you."

"So, you won't free me?" Bettany pointed out, her expression calm despite her position.

"I can't let you go, you know too much."

"If I'm going to be turned into a prisoner, then I might as well just let myself die—unless you have a very enticing offer for me.

I might not look like it, but I don't fear death. I can kill myself faster than you can knock me out.

Better yet, what if I detonate?"

Denise stretched out her tongue, a smile on her face, but despite that, I could feel that the woman would very much end herself if she didn't get an offer.

From nowhere, death permeated the air, and looking at Bettany's bright eyes, I felt a chill go through me.

Just how capable is this woman? How much has Spell Breaker saved me from?

"It seems you have something in mind. What do you want?" I asked.

"Well, for starters, you'll join my harem."

"That's impossible. I already have one, and I don't share women with anyone."

Bettany pressed her lips together, intensely focusing her gaze on me like she wanted to telepathically change my mind, and then she shrugged.

"Alright. I'll join your harem, but you have to promise that you'll treat and love me fairly, just like your other women, and also you'll teach me your secrets in time.

I could pull out a contract that will be bound with our lives stating terms, but I want to believe I can trust you."

The mischief and playfulness in Bettany's eyes disappeared, her expression serious and serene as she spoke, and from her, I got an extremely familiar feeling, one that took me a few seconds to identify.

"Honest Lover."

My entire body chilled and melted at Bettany's words, my eyes even weakening as they stared at her.

The woman seemed like an angel at the moment, but my mind held strong and resisted the power of her charms.

"System, activate Daddy Knows Best."

[Name: Bettany Barth

Type: Female

Trust: 4

Affection: 20

Fear: 85

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Loyalty: -100

Horniness: 95

Comment: Wants to dominate and own you]

I wondered if Bettany, at this moment, had an epiphany and a change of heart, but the info on the system screen told me I had thought too much. And I was also allowed to understand a bit more of how capable she was, the woman possessing abilities offered by the shop.