Zosia: Quick Transmigration System-Chapter 58 - 56 - Arc 2

Knock!

Knock!!

The rhythmic knock on the door broke the silence, accompanied by a gentle voice. "Miss, dinner is ready."

Zosia, still groggy from her slumber, slowly got out of bed, her movements sluggish.

"Will be downstairs in a minute," she replied, her voice husky.

As she made her way to the bathroom, she couldn't help but think about her past life. "I've gotten too comfortable," she muttered to herself, running a hand through her tangled hair. "No wonder we always return to harsh training after a mission."

Washing her face with water and soap, she gazed at her reflection in the mirror. Her eyes lingered on her features, and for a moment, she thought about Kent's infatuation with her host body. "Sigh... I need to talk to her about their school uniform... what a mess."

As she reached for the door handle, her eyelids twitched violently, and she felt a sudden sense of unease.

"A bad omen," she thought, biting the inside of her cheek. Her intuition was on high alert, and she couldn't shake off the feeling of impending danger. But since when was her intuition this alert or this high? She couldn't shake of the feeling of danger as well as the falseness towards that due to her doubt in her intuition. Scrunching her brows, she decided to go with the fact that there is danger.

Stepping into the hallway, she quickened her pace, her eyes scanning the surroundings for any signs of trouble. "What makes me think it's something in the house?" she asked herself, pausing mid-step.

Her priority was to ensure Ariana's safety, so she made her way to the dining table, where Lysel and Kent were waiting for her. Their faces seemed calm, but Zosia's instincts remained on high alert, her senses heightened as she searched for any clues or potential threats.

Just as she was about to call Uncle Kenny, Ariana entered into the house. Zosia eyes sharpened as she gazed at her. Her gaze becoming dangerous by the second. She watched Arianna's every step and noticed that her way of walking looked like her left leg was challenged.

Stepping close to the so called Ariana, her gaze never leaving her.

"What happened to your left leg?" Her tone left no room for refute.

Lysel and Kent felt that the situation was odd.

"Calm down Mirabel. I had a fight with your Dad." Ariana said as she moved. What she said wasn't something good to be said in front of her daughter's friends, but she had to say it, else her daughter might blow, just from her looks alone.

Zosia caught a glimpse of the tattoo which she had made on Ariana's body around her neck. It was something she had done while Ariana had fallen asleep from tears.

Others may think its a normal tattoo but nope, its a cultivation technique. Zosia knew Ariana must have noticed it and left it as it is, despite not knowing what it is.

After all the drama, she plans on getting them to start training.

"Mirabel, at least greet your mum first." Ariana said with a smile.

"Welcome back, mum" she said, her voice low.

Zosia turned to look at Lysel who stood rooted in the ground with shock on his face.

"Lysel are you okay?" She walked towards him, and asked, despite knowing why he was like that.

"You—" he stuttered, pointing at Ariana.

" Is he one of your friends dear? Then you guys should go and eat. I need to wash up and disinfect my wounds." She stepped out of the room with Wini helping her. Though she was suspicious about why her daughter's friend reacted like that and why he looked familiar or like someone she knows. Shaking her head, she decided to ask later.

"Lysel, are you okay?" Kent asked. He had tried to make Lysel move to the dining table but he stood still, only staring at Ariana's back as she left.

"Did you perhaps fall in love with her mother? Tsk, you have such a heavy taste." Kent said, clicking his tongue as he stared at Lysel strangely.

Zosia glanced at Kent, 'Mark and Kent sure does share such similarity of always concluding especially in such situations.' she thought.

"You-" Lysel violently turned to Zosia after Ariana had gone upstairs.

"Is she your mother?" He asked the strangest question. Well, it was strange to others except Lysel and Zosia.

"Yup. Any problem?"

"Yes! for how long have you known her?"

"Since I was born, Lysel. She isn't your mother, get a grip."

"So, you know, Huh? Is that why you brought me here?" He glared at Zosia. His anger flaring as he pointed at her.

"Did you bring me here....to intimidate me? What exactly do you want?" He shouted.

He scoffed, seeing that Zosia was quiet without replying to him. "And I was beginning to trust you. Dad was right, I am such a fool."

"Lysel would you calm down first and allow me to explain things as they are instead of being blind and poking holes."

"No, I won't. I am out of here!"

"And you would go where? Sleep on the streets, get bullied again and have your body being battered." Zosia said mockingly.

"Seems you like being bullied." She said with a sarcasm filled tone.

Shaken, he bit his lips, "You don't have the right, to tell me those things!" His voice trembling as he pointed at Zosia.

"Lysel, you should calm down." Kent who didn't understand what was going on decided to side with Mirabel. He knew she has her own ideas and reasons, while Lysel may just be acting on impulse.

Patting Lysel on the back, he continued. " I don't know what going on between you two, but I feel we should first hear her story or explanation, before you let your emotions lead you." His words silenced whatever Lysel was about to say.

"You should sit down first. It may take a while for my mom to come downstairs."

She glanced at him, her eyes glazed with hidden thoughts.

" You can eat first while waiting for her." She said after hearing Kent's gurgling stomach.

"Aish, wouldn't that be rude. I don't want to be rude." Kent said with a smile.

Gurgle!

Kent and Zosia's gaze turned to Lysel who was red from embarrassment. Zosia glanced at his pursed lips and laughed.

"She wouldn't mind. Just eat."

Zosia stood up from the dining chair and walked towards the parlour. Her thoughts in disarray.

She didn't understand where or what her intuition was warning her about.

'Could it just be a fallacy? Could it just be false?'

Sitting down on the sofa, she crossed her leg,

putting a throw pillow on her laps.

Zosia decided to check through the people's phone and remember all she had done today, if she had messed up somewhere.

"Where have I messed up?" She thought. After going through her memories of today, she didn't find anything off, Wait, except Ariana fighting with Kael.

'What could have caused them to fight?' Her eyes sharpened at the thought.

She immediately opened up her panel and called forth the Cameras she had installed in Kael's house. "I really need to replenish wasted resources." She muttered to herself.

She couldn't place one in Kael's study, since he usually had a sweep up through the house every month and the most intense place is his study. The rest would just be for doing sake.

'So many secrets are in his study. How do I get it?' she thought, her gaze never moving from the panel. She started watching from after she had left that house.

Zosia was surprised that Mark and Crystal also packed out of the house not too long after they left.

"Tsk... Dog." She muttered, referring to Mark as a Dog. He was someone she had noticed that could sense the situation, especially when it has tilted out of his favour.

Unlike Crystal who just displays her smarts and schemes, Mark was different. You wouldn't even think he was smart, but his intuition has worked for his favor that he has been able to avoid some ugly situations.

As she watched the video, she didn't notice anything off, except that some workers were fired.

Zosia suddenly narrowed her eyes. Since She and Ariana left, Trisha and her daughter Lucy had been coming to the place. And those who allowed them in, where the workers who got fired.

What was he planning?

She suddenly remembered something. 'Right, I saw Kael at the hospital today.' she immediately swiped the panel and clicked on the cameras she had put in the respective doctor offices.

Other videos had nothing reasonable, but the doctor in charge of Keira, had one.

The video played, followed by the voices.

"How is she doing?" Kael's voice was low and even, but the doctor sensed a hint of menace lurking beneath the surface.

"With the drug provided, she seems to be responding to it," the doctor replied, his voice trembling slightly.

Kael's gaze narrowed, his eyes glinting with a cold intensity. "Seems?" He asked with a raised eyebrow, "I want a definite answer, Doc. I don't pay you to speculate."

The doctor swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing nervously. "Y-yes, sir. According to our statistics, she would be waking up at the end of this month if things go well and the drug is being administered continuously and daily."

Kael's expression remained unreadable, but his voice dropped to a chilling whisper. "You better not be lying to me."

The doctor felt a shiver run down his spine as he met Kael's gaze. "I-I don't dare, Sir," he stuttered, his eyes darting away like a trapped animal.

Kael's response was a curt "Better." He rose from his chair, his movements fluid and predatory, and exited the room without another word, leaving the doctor feeling like a small prey animal that had just narrowly escaped a predator's claws.

Zosia clicked her tongue at the scene. Zosia's gaze suddenly sharpened. Her gaze moved from the doctor to the figure that flashed past the window, as well as another camera that was placed by that figure.

"Seems like they are planning to two-time Kael."