The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 81

How can I make you behave?
The journey back wasn’t long. Clearly, Alice was sober enough and didn’t need to stay over at Sam’s place.

After all, sharing the same room after such a conversation would likely lead to awkwardness, wouldn’t it?

As for what the future holds and what choices this woman would make—

Whether to decisively give up for the sake of her career and pride, or to be spurred on by the simple provocation, becoming even more determined to go it alone and make Sam her own—

These were decisions Sam guessed would be tough for her.

Thus, Sam had wisely set the terms of their wager before graduation. Whether this was a brilliant move or a blunder, Sam couldn’t be sure at the moment.

There was only one thing he knew: acknowledging that he could resist her hypnosis meant everything that followed was crucial. He absolutely couldn’t let the story develop into a deceitful, irreparable bad ending.

While Sam could rely on a system to enhance his abilities, giving him some means of self-preservation, the full potential of this system hadn’t been unveiled yet.

If it only increased some attributes, how could it possibly match up against the female leads’ superpowers?

Sam and Alice reached the entrance of the apartment building. The arrival of the taxi seemed to mark the moment for farewells.

Seeing Alice, who had just given him a footjob, Sam’s expression softened considerably. “This is where we part, Teacher. Take care on your way back.”

Alice looked at Sam, who seemed to have revealed his true self yet remained somehow likable, feeling that everything about this night was beyond any day she had experienced before.

An unprecedented emotion spread through her heart. She took a deep breath, locking eyes with Sam. “If I agree to your wager, do you really have a way to make Angel agree as well?”

Sam shrugged. “No way to know for sure, but we have to try, right? However, if Teacher isn’t interested, it seems there’s no point in trying.”

“So, you’re saying you can manipulate Angel just as easily as me?”

Sam shook his head. “I don’t have that kind of confidence. It’s just about trying to work towards that goal. Of course, failure means losing everything, and I’m well aware of that.”

Indeed, failure meant losing everything, even his life.

Thus, for Sam, this choice was a no-choice situation. It seemed frank and direct, yet it was a desperate move, a reckless fight with his back against the wall.

Alice sighed, looking at Sam somewhat helplessly. “I really can’t do anything about you, Sam. It seems I shouldn’t have tried this from the start. Now, it looks like I’m the one facing a dilemma… You really are something.”

Sam said with a smile, “So, Teacher, have you made your choice?”

Alice responded with an enchanting smile, stepping forward and tilting her head slightly. A passionate kiss landed on the corner of Sam’s mouth.

Then, pulling away, Alice looked into Sam’s eyes, which were calm yet not without ripples.

“I’ve made my choice, but I plan to make it a bit difficult for you. Let’s see if you’d be willing to give up everything for your teacher. Indeed… monopoly is the most despicable of things, and selfishness is something one can never part with.”

It seemed Alice was prepared to accept Sam’s wager, signaling a declaration of war.

This was within Sam’s expectations; Alice was mature enough and, after all, one of the female leads… It was time for the direct confrontation to begin.

“It seems it will be tough,” Sam remarked.

Alice smiled, “Since you have such grand ambitions… I can only support you. Do your best, for tonight at least, I quite like you, Sam. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight, Teacher Alice.”

Watching Alice get into the car and seeing the taxi quickly drive away, Sam finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He hadn’t anticipated Alice’s level of wariness and suspicion, but since the mistrust was there from the start, there was no point in wondering if it was a mistake. It was time for a change in strategy.

Sam exhaled softly, turning to enter the elevator when suddenly he remembered something—text messages!

He hadn’t had the chance to check them before, and now, after Alice had made her move, it was impossible to ignore them any longer.

With a sense of foreboding, Sam pulled out his phone. There were no surprises, no strokes of luck.

[Sam… I’ve told you not to trust other women, haven’t I? Why would you choose to kiss such a woman instead of getting closer to me? Sam… don’t leave me, okay? Sam… how can I make you behave? How can I make you behave?]

Damn it!

What is this all about?

Seeing the name and the tone of the message, Sam’s mind immediately conjured up Zoe’s face. And he realized, since Alice had kissed him just outside the apartment building, if this message was about Zoe, then there was no doubt she had seen the kiss.

That explained her words.

As the elevator continued to ascend, nearing his floor, Sam clenched his fists.

Something didn’t add up. He hadn’t made any promises to Zoe, and their relationship hadn’t progressed to such a stage; they merely acknowledged a sibling-like bond.

Why then, would she suddenly say such things? It was as if she wanted him dead.

With the system’s help, Sam had greatly enhanced his physical condition. He didn’t believe Zoe could overpower him, but he also didn’t want a neighbor who was obsessed with keeping him to herself, trying to make him “behave.”

The elevator ascended. Finally, it stopped. The “ding” signaled the doors were about to open.

He took a deep breath and lifted his head, only to be startled by a face directly in front of him as the doors slid open!

It was a smiling face. Golden long hair, dressed in a light red nightgown. She stood there, smiling at him.

Sam felt his heart stop. Was this a game world or a horror world? Why introduce such a thriller element?

“Sam, you’re back?” Zoe, with a peculiar smile, stood outside the elevator, seemingly oblivious to the momentary freeze on Sam’s face.

But Sam noticed, as she smiled at him, her hands were behind her back, and he keenly observed that her arms were slightly tensed.

What did that mean? It meant she was gripping something tightly behind her back.

What could it be?

Sam stood frozen inside the elevator, not daring to move.

Just as the elevator doors were about to close, Zoe took a step forward.

The doors reopened, and she moved closer to Sam, then smiled and said, “Sam… why don’t you come out? Are you… afraid of your sister?”