Devilish secretary - Chapter 187

Chapter 187: Chapter 187 A Dangerous Act of Deception Chapter 187: Chapter 187 A Dangerous Act of Deception She stepped out of the bathroom.

And immediately regretted everything.

Because waiting for her, in the middle of the room, twitching and sparking slightly- Was Sir Sparkleton.

Lilith blinked.

Sir Sparkleton twitched.

Then- “MISS LILITH!

MISS LILITH IS CLEAN!

SYSTEM ALERT!

SYSTEM ALERT!

MUST DRY HAIR!

MUST SERVE!” Before she could even react, the little idiot zoomed toward her with something in its metal hands.

A blow dryer.

A very high-powered, industrial-strength blow dryer.

Lilith narrowed her eyes.

“Don’t you dare-” “WIND MODE ACTIVATED!” WHOOSH!

The entire room turned into a hurricane.

Lilith’s hair exploded in all directions, her dress nearly flying off as the wind blasted her at full force.

“SIR SPARKLETON, TURN IT OFF!” she shouted, but her voice barely made it over the sound of what felt like a jet engine.

“BUT MISS LILITH MUST BE DRY!

BOSS SAID SO!” Lilith grabbed the nearest pillow and chucked it at him with deadly accuracy.

It hit his square head with a loud THUNK!

“ERROR!

ERROR!

SYSTEM UNDER ATTACK!

MISS LILITH IS ABUSIVE!” Lilith, her hair now looking like she had just walked through a tornado, stood in the middle of the wreckage.

She inhaled deeply.

Then- She kicked Sir Sparkleton again.

HARDER.

He flew out onto the balcony this time, spinning through the air like a dying spaceship before crashing onto the floor.

“…SYSTEM NEEDS THERAPY…” the robot whimpered weakly.

Lilith ran a hand down her face.

This was her life now.

She hated it here.

**** Darkness sat across from Detective Rowan, his expression carefully sculpted into one of controlled worry.

His fingers tapped lightly against the table, his posture tense but not suspiciously so..just enough to make him look like a man desperate for answers.

“The last time I talked to her was when I dropped her home,” he said, his voice smooth but carrying the hint of concern.

“After that, she disappeared.

She hasn’t answered my calls.

I don’t know what happened.” His jaw clenched slightly, his hands tightening around the edge of the table.

“I need to find her.” Detective Rowan, a sharp-eyed man known for his persistence, watched him carefully.

He had been working tirelessly on an underground case involving the Brown family…an empire of human trafficking, organ smuggling, and crime.

And now, here was Sebastian Carter, one of the most powerful men in the business world, sitting in front of him, claiming that his ‘girlfriend’ had mysteriously vanished.

Rowan flipped through the reports, his fingers brushing over a blurry surveillance photo…Lilith, her last known location.

“She was acting normal before she disappeared?” the detective asked, his eyes scanning his face.

Darkness nodded.

“Yes.

Completely fine.

And then she was gone.” His voice was steady..

Because the truth was he already knew where she was.

He was the reason she was missing.

But Rowan didn’t know that.

Detective Rowan leaned forward slightly, his sharp eyes locked onto Darkness…watching his every move.

“Do you have doubts about anyone?” Rowan asked, his voice steady, calculating.

Darkness tilted his head, his expression carefully neutral.

“No.” For a brief moment, his face remained calm, unreadable.

Then his expression changed.

It was so subtle, so quick, that most wouldn’t have noticed it.

But Rowan did.

His grip on his pen tightened slightly as he repeated, his tone firmer this time, “I’m asking again, Mr.

Carter.

Do you have doubts about anyone?” Darkness didn’t answer immediately.

Instead he reached into his pocket, pulled out his phone, and tapped on a file.

An audio recording.

The moment it started playing, the small interrogation room filled with a harsh, angry voice.

“BITCH!

You seduced my grandson for money, didn’t you?!

Rowan’s brows furrowed.

The voice continued, laced with venomous hatred- “Meet me at the café near your office.

I have an offer for you!” The old woman’s voice was sharp with hatred, but then her tone turned dark.

“And if you don’t come, I don’t mind sending my people to break into your apartment and destroy your belongings.” Silence.

The recording ended.

Darkness tapped his phone again, locking the screen, his face perfectly blank.

Rowan sat back slowly, processing what he had just heard.

He let the weight of the words settle before finally speaking.

“So…

you believe your grandmother was behind everything?” **** After his discussion with Detective Rowan, Darkness stepped out of the police station, his movements smooth and handsome, his expression unreadable.

The moment he reached the entrance- A swarm of reporters rushed forward.

Flashes erupted from cameras, journalists pushing against each other, their microphones reaching out desperately for a statement.

“Mr.

Carter!

Do you have any leads on your missing girlfriend?” “Is it true that she was kidnapped?!” “Mr.

Carter, do you suspect foul play?!” Darkness didn’t acknowledge them.

Not even a glance.

Because unlike them, he was prepared.

His security team, hidden in the crowd, moved silently and efficiently.

Every time a camera tried to capture his face, someone in the shadows blocked the angle.

Every time a reporter tried to get too close, they found themselves conveniently redirected.

By the time he reached his car, not a single clear photo of his face had been taken.

Just like he planned.

He slipped into the backseat of his black luxury car, the door closing with a satisfying click.

Without looking up, he spoke to the driver.

“Drive.” The car smoothly pulled away from the chaos, disappearing into the city streets.

Darkness leaned back against the seat, pulling out his phone.

The screen lit up with a new notification.

A message from Sir Sparkleton.

His lips curved into a slow smirk as he opened the file.

Immediately, video footage began playing.

The first clip?

Lilith’s back.

She was walking through the mansion, her long hair swaying as she moved, the soft white dress she wore clinging to her curves.

The second clip?

Her face.

Annoyed.

Glaring at the camera like she was seconds away from committing a crime.

Darkness let out a low chuckle.

Ah, Lilith.

Even kidnapped, she was still as fierce as ever.

He couldn’t risk anything happening to her.

Which was why he had gone to extreme measures.

For someone as difficult as Lilith, someone who would try to escape, fight back, and possibly set the entire island on fire- He needed the highest level of intelligence to monitor her.

So he had found the best AI-powered robot money could buy.

A/N: Hey, lovelies!

The author is busy with exams these days, so updates might be a bit messy.

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