Zosia: Quick Transmigration System-Chapter 44 - 42- Arc 2

"Hey what are you doing?" They asked in unison as they watched Zosia bring out a sling shot from her pocket.

The only thought they had in their head was: "What exactly was she doing with a slingshot? Shooting at birds?" It didn't seem plausible, as the night sky was currently devoid of them.

Their thought sequence quickly changed followed by, "What the fuck?"

Not only had she used the sling shot to take down the bullies but her accuracy was also astonishing.

"Wow, I don't think I will ever forget that scene!" Sheila said in amazement.

"Yeah me too." Celine echoed along.

Terra's eyes flickered as she stared at the scene, her eyes hiding fear and guilt.

"You—" Ashton could only mutter with his mouth open and wide enough to fit an egg. He wanted to go close to the scene, but was dragged back by the guy whose presence irked him the most.

"Kent, why did you stop me?" His tone holding annoyance as he questioned the young man who had forcefully tagged along with them despite abandoning his crush the time she needed him the most.

If Zosia heard his last thought, she would question him, on when she looked like she needed him.

Kent ignored Ashton, his gaze flickered as he analyzed the scene, his gaze becoming deeper. He knew that such accuracy couldn't be called luck, it has to be trained or the person should be a veteran. He decided to go with the latter two, his eyelashes fell down, casting a shadow on his face that hid his innermost thoughts.

"I am talking to you?!"Ashton shouted.

"Sorry, I was thinking about something, I—"

"Let's go." Zosia interrupted them as she took the lead. Others who were still dwardling immediately followed leaving Ashton and Kent behind.

They both glared at each other for a while before Ashton relented, immediately following the group with a huff, but not before throwing out the usual cliché lines.

"Just youuu wait."

"I sure will." Kent replied, a chuckle escaping his lips.

His gaze moved from Ashton to Zosia who was taking the lead and then to to Lysel who was staring at them from the rooftop.

He couldn't discern Lysel's emotion from where he was, but he knew he had found his mission target.

He immediately quickened his steps to meet up with them.

They hadn't been gone for long when a car drove up to them.

The window was lowered, revealing the figure inside.

Zosia stared at the man whose face was as dark as a charcoal pot.

It was this body dumb father— Kael.

"How may I help you, Mr?" Zosia asked with a professional smile.

"Get inside." His authoritative voice was heard leaving no room for refute.

"I'm sorry sir, but no can't do."

"Don't make me repeat myself Mirabel."

"I don't dare make such a noble sir repeat himself."

"You—" he was really angry. "Good, just good." His face revealed his displeasure and anger.

He was about to tell the driver to go when another black sleek car, came to a halt not too far from their position.

The door opened to reveal a pair of flawless legs in a black heel, followed by her wavy, smooth and silky hair that danced in the gentle breeze. Her small eyes had purity that seemed detached from the filthy world.

Her beauty revealed a huge resemblance to Mirabel.

Ashton couldn't stop himself from whistling, causing Kael who was already in a bad mood to become worse.

"Just imagine the kind of friends you keep."

He said gloomily, his facial expression alone was more than enough to talk about his emotions.

Zosia glanced at Ashton with a raised eyebrow, silently chastising him for his behavior. She knew his tendency to flirt or make inappropriate comments, but this was neither the time nor the place.

As for her friends who had wanted to whisper some questions to her, they had to stop and suppress their curiousity due to his words.

"She is my mum." Zosia said, introducing Ariana who was approaching them.

Turning to Kael, she pointed at him and said with a scoff, "You can address him as Mr. Hayes, Mr. Kael, anyone of your choice."

"I thought your surname was Weston?" Sheila who couldn't keep her curiosity suppressed asked.

The atmosphere turned tense and awkward.

"You can already guess, so no need to ask." Zosia said, titlting her head with a smile that was not so much of a smile.

By now, Ariana had already approached them.

The woman approached them with an air of confidence, her gaze shifting from one person to another before finally settling on Zosia.

"Mira, are they your friends?" She asked with a smile, her voice gentle and soothing.

"Yes mum. Meet my mum, guys." She pointed at Ariana then turned to her friends to introduce them to her.

"This is Ashton, Celine, Terra, Sheila and Kent." She said, pointing at each of them.

"Then who is that?" Kent asked as he used his chin to gesture towards the direction of Kael.

Though his gesture was subtle and despite the hints, which someone as smart as him should have gotten.

'It seems like I overestimated him.' she thought.

"That's a stranger, no need to worry. Can't you see why I didn't want to enter a stranger's car."

Ariana did not refute Zosia's statement prompting Kael's expression to become gloomier.

Kael felt that this mother - daughter pair were his day spoiler.

When he finally got good news, it would be doused by one of them, like today.

The organization has finally relented to cure Keira, but then he had to meet Ariana who liked making those wronged expressions of hers.

"Nice to meet you guys, thanks for taking care of Mirabel for me." She said with a sincere smile.

"It's alright ma." Terra said.

"Don't worry about that, we are her friends." Celine added.

"Hehe...." Ashton gave an incoherent laugh as he patted his chest with a proud expression.

As for Sheila, she just smiled followed by Kent who made a sound of acknowledgement.

"Are you guys done? Enter the car." Kael's cold voice doused the enthusiasm and brought back the tense atmosphere that has been doused.

"Aish, Sir, I just told you that I don't enter a stranger's car. More news will surface tomorrow saying, rumored HIV patient in a big shots car or..." She kept going on and on, listing more titles that could make a headline. With each headline title she listed, the more creases appeared on Ariana's face. As for Kael, his expression couldn't be any worse.

"I am your father, is that how you should be talking to me!?" Kael shouted, his voice reverberating in the empty street. The silence descended with the only noise being heard was that of crickets.

"Tsk, even the crickets are making fun of your statements, I can't —"

"Mirabel!" Ariana said, her voice though gentle yet firm as she called out her daughter.

"Don't do that here. Let's go." Her eyes no longer holding smiles but calmness. Not the usual calm eyes but the one that made it seem like there was no ripple on the surface of a water body, just enough to tell you, it's dangerous.

"Sorry mum." She apologized.

Zosia gazed between

Ariana's car and Kael's, before landing on her friends.

"Mom, can you tell them to drop my friends?" She asked.

"Sure why not."

Zosia turned towards Terra. "Sorry we couldn't go again."

"It's alright." They responded in unison.

"Bye." She waved at them while entering the front seat, leaving the back seat for Ariana and Kael.

"Bye!!!" × 5

Ariana suppressed the discomfort she felt and entered the back seat.

The moment she sat down, the car drove away, leaving behind Ariana's driver, car and Mirabel's friends.

Kael looked up to stare at his daughter who sat in the front, their eyes clashing in the rear view mirror.

"Dad, if people see the way you are looking at me, they would think I dug up your ancestors grave." She said flashing her 32 white and sparkling teeth.

Kael brows creased at her statement, turning into a frown.

"You should stop looking at her like that and say what's on your mind." Ariana interjected from the side.

"What is with the rumor I hear?" He said in a calm voice. No hint of annoyance or anger could be detected, like as if the emotions he revealed before were just a facade... An illusion or an imitation.

Zosia detected the change, with her eyelids lowered to hide her thoughts that surfaced in her eyes, she could not help but shiver.

"Dangerous." That was the only thought she could come up with.

How could someone who was angry just a while ago, abate his anger in just a few seconds. It was beyond human level of emotion control.

'Now I understand why Mirabel was always afraid of her father, yet always acted defiant.'

"Why don't you ask your lovely children, I am sure they know better to answer your question."

Zosia thought her statement would rile him up again, but she was met with only his calm eyes, his eyes devoid of any emotion.

"Are you not also my child?" He asked.

"I doubt." Her words curt and harsh.

Kael scoffed, "Is that so?"

"Mhmmm" Ariana hummed.

"Are you siding with her?" Kael turned to his wife and asked.

"She is not wrong."

"What do you mean? Did you cheat on me?"

Zosia could here the tremble in his tone. She was not sure if the tremble was due to his love for Ariana or anger.

Ariana laughed, "You are funny." The laughter in her tone disappeared, replaced by a cold frigid voice, "I want a divorce."

Kael looked like he had heard the most unbelievable thing in his life.

"You!!!" he pointed at her and continued, "You want a divorce? You!...you really do?"

Laughter erupted from his throat, Neither of them could tell if he was laughing due to anger or if he was really happy.

Well, Kael was feeling the latter emotion. Since, that dreadful organization told him that Keira would be waking up soon, he was looking for a way to discard Ariana, and here she was, bringing up the solution for him.

It was like giving him a pillow when he wanted to place his head and sleep, so convenient. Though it was a pity, he was satisfied with the situation.

As for that daughter of his, it would be a problem if she followed her mother, well he still had a month left to fulfill the organization request, he could look for Keira's child and hand them over to the organization or prepare to hand either Mirabel or Lucy.

All of them were dispensable towards getting his lover to open her eyes again, so he didn't really mind.

Besides, they were going to be nuisances in his path. His gaze turned towards his so-called daughter.

"Do you agree with your mum?" He asked, his voice betraying his happiness.

Zosia could finally confirm the emotion this father of hers was feeling and couldn't help but have goosebumps over her body.

"Yes." Her words curt. She was already feeling uncomfortable under Kael's gaze that seemed to treat her as an indispensable goods. He no longer masked how he looked at her.

She was confused about why he was happy. She wondered if it was due to the lady she had met in the ward.

She felt the need to take a good look at it this night.

Ariana was not much better in terms of her emotions. She was staring at Kael in surprise.

"Are you..... really that happy?" Ariana asked tentatively.

"What... You don't want the divorce again?" He said with a smirk.

"No... I..... Never mind."

"Good."

"I will draft out the divorce papers and send them to you. You can either resign or continue working, you are free.

I will continue my duties as a father to Mirabel, other things will be discussed later." He continued.

Zosia looked at him, her eyes bland and devoid of any emotion, deep and dangerous.

Kael met such eyes and flinched, guilt stirred deep within him but he suppressed it.

"I must say. Thank you for how open minded you are. All this was settled under one discussion.

It's good I did not answer your last name in the first place, it's such a hassle to go through Affidavit."

Kael was not detered by Zosia's biting remarks, he even found this one cute but she was definitely not cute.

If the new fans Zosia had gained heard what he said, he would be in for a few rounds of cursing but considering his own good looks, it may be less.

Zosia felt that the only thing Kael had contributed in the original owner life was his sperm, shelter and money. The rest were practically non-existent.

Zosia felt that they should start moving from tomorrow, this night, she would show Ariana who had someone that looked exactly like her.

She may be in for a new round of investigation.