Zosia: Quick Transmigration System-Chapter 48 - 46- Arc 2

Zosia's eyes flashed as she watched him walk away, it was time for her to do it. She wasn't sure if she would get such a chance again.

Others watched as Zosia followed behind Kael, their faces having varying expressions towards the situation.

Zosia glanced at the butler who kept throwing occasional glances at her. Keeping her face straight, she walked behind Kael. The gap between them being neither too close or too far, it was just right.

Their footsteps made rhythmic taps on the floor as they made several turns and climbed some staircase, before they arrived at Kael's study.

At first, she was surprised at why they hadn't arrived at Kael's study, but then understood that they were either trying to throw her off or make her talk or to test her. She wasn't sure which one it was. Unfortunately, she didn't do what they expected her to do.

Despite how long they had walked around the house just to throw her off, her steps did not flatter.

Kael and Philip were quite surprised. They had expected her to complain or lash out as it was within their expectations of her character.

What surprised them the most was that she was able to keep up with them despite being untrained.

As they arrived at Kael's study, Kael turned to look at Mirabel, his eyes narrowing.

"What do you want Mirabel?" He asked in a tired tone.

Zosia sneered inwardly, 'Might be another one of his faked emotions.' she thought.

"Could it be I can't come to see my Dad one time before I leave?" She said sarcastically.

'Now that is the Mirabel I know.' Philip thought inwardly, the frown on his face loosened up.

"Fine come in."

As they entered Kael's study, she took in the surroundings, noting every detail from the arrangement of books on the shelves to the placement of family portraits on the walls.

Kael sat down on his seat which was behind the well crafted wooden table that looked like one made out of agar wood but still different. She couldn't tell what was different or the name of the wood since this was a whole different, new and unknown world to her. She could at least tell it was valuable.

Kael hadn't gestured for her to sit and she wasn't planning on waiting for that. She sat down, choosing a chair strategically positioned to give her a clear view of the room.

Philip remained standing, his arms crossed over his chest as he regarded her with a mix of curiosity and suspicion which she ignored.

"Miss, you forgot basic manners. You should allow the host tell you to sit before you sit." Philip chided.

Zosia turned to look at Philip, her eye brows raised as she stared at him in amusement.

Philip frowned. He didn't like how brazen she was. 'Since when did she have guts. It seems like master had allowed her to spread her growing wings.' he thought Inwardly.

"Mr. Philip, do you have children?"

"No."

"Tsk... If you did, then you would know that there shouldn't be too much formality between family. It would strain the relationship.

Just like how informal you are with my Dad, or am I wrong?"

Philip frowned at her words, an emotion finally surfacing the emotionless mask.

"Alright" Kael said, diffusing the situation.

He didn't want to see them bicker in front of him. Trisha's bickering was more than enough dose for him,

"So, Mirabel," Kael began, his voice low yet steady "What do you want? Hope you didn't come here to waste my time."

"Hmm... What I am about doing isn't going to waste more than five minutes of your time." She answered with a good girl smile.

"So you are here to waste my time and you admitted it, are you...? Alright." He paused for a moment and continued, "Tell me, what do you want."

"Your phone." Zosia straightforwardness stunned the two people in the room.

"What for?"

"Who sent you?"

Kael and Philip asked at the same time.

"Calm down." Zosia chuckled, "I made a bet with Crystal, that I would take a picture with something of yours that she wouldn't be able to touch." She said with a proud face.

Philip and Kael stared at her strangely, their eyes meeting briefly.

"Alright. Is that all?"

"Yes."

"Then you can go." Kael replied.

Zosia blinked her eyes in disbelief. A disgruntled look appearing on her face.

Taking a deep breath, she bit her lips. "Dad, you said you would still continue your fatherly duties, at least just this once." She pleaded, her watery doe eyes stared at Kael who still wore an indifferent look on his face.

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"Dad c'mon. Please. You have never loved me, I get it,... though I don't understand why, i just for one, just once, shut the mouth of those that mock. Please." Her voice cracked as she begged pleading.

Zosia allowed Mirabel's emotions lead. If she did it, it would have some flaws which she couldn't hide.

"I have never asked you for anything, not once. Please. I just want to win this bet.

Yes, it's stupid of me to go into a bet I know I can't fulfill, but I just couldn't stand it. I can't take it anymore!" Zosia's voice rose a notch higher, her voice filled with resentment and anger. It took a while for her to calm down before she continued.

"I would be going with mom, so..... you wouldn't have to worry about having a daughter you don't like.... Perhaps hate."

She paused trying to control her tears that were already spilling out of her eyes.

"Please dad. I wouldn't open your phone and I am even doing it in your front. You can ask Philip to stand behind me. I just need to take a picture that I was able to take a picture of something others may never get their hands on." She sniffed.

Kael looked at her, he felt that this situation was very strange.

He had never seen Mirabel cry before him since she turned 8. She had become reticent and quiet. Till that day.

'Did they send her? Did they ask her to use her emotions to lure him?' his eyes flickered as such thoughts flashed in his mind.

He decided to take the risk, 'Lets see who is plotting against me and who sent her? If I get the person, it would be a slow, very slow painful death.'

Zosia caught the ruthless look that appeared in his eyes for a brief moment and understood his thoughts.

"Fine." Kael answered.

"Thanks Dad. Dad can you just show me the wallpaper. Like just using your own hand to switch on the phone, just for me to make a video. It would be a quickie."

Kael frowned, "Don't eat more than you have been given, Mirabel." He growled, his tone becoming dangerous.

"Yes Dad."

Zosia lowered her eyelids which hid her expression. Taking the phone from him, surprisingly the phone was switched on though it wasn't unlocked but she could see the screensaver which was the familiar yet unfamiliar face that gazed back at her, the face held a faint smile. The same woman with a similar face as her mother. The wallpaper flickered for a moment replaced by a dark, depressing screen saver.

She said nothing but silently activated the InfoLink which switching on her own phone. She first snapped it, then did a video.

Kael pinched the bridge of his nose, his thoughts wandering.

He was surprised that Mirabel hadn't asked who the woman was, but thinking about her statement at the dining room, he understood that was how his daughter thought of him.

Though untrue, in some parts, she was correct. He didn't believe Zosia came to him for this. Who sent her? Was it her mother? What is her goal?

His thoughts were halted by Mirabel's voice. "Thanks Dad." Zosia said happily as she gave the phone back to Philip who stood behind her.

As Zosia stood to leave, Kael's voice stopped her in her tracks. "Mirabel," he called, his tone softer than before. "Tell me the truth, who sent you?"

"Dad I don't understand, I already explained why and you are still suspecting me. Alright, let me show you what I read and why I decided to do it."

She said in an indignant tone.

Opening her phone, she went to the post made by an anonymous poster about her being a HIV patient and scrolled to the comments where her classmates were commenting.

She gave him her phone, "See it. I just want to prove them wrong, even though they are right."

Zosia did not know if the effect she wanted worked since they were both wearing emotionless mask.

Kael eyed Zosia with suspicion but still took the phone. Scrolling through the comments he frowned. Some were things even him could not say or tolerate if he had been on the receiving end. The more he read, the more creases appeared on his brow.

"Read it." He said, giving the phone to Philip.

Philip stepped forward and took the phone. He also had the same expression as Kael by the time he was done going through a section of the comments.

" I thought you said it was nothing." Kael said, his voice cold as ice as he stared at Philip.

Zosia looked at the butler who did not say anything and only lowered his head.

Kael ignored Philip, he would handle Philip's glossing over attitude later. He couldn't chide his subordinate with his daughter around.

"I understand. You can go." He waved his hand to signal Mirabel to leave.

"Hmph...." She snorted and turned to leave.

Kael's lips curled, 'Now that is the Mirabel I know.'

He had suspected her because she wasn't one to ask for such a strange request. He would believe it, if it were Crystal.

After reading the comments, the little suspicion he had of her, vanished. What was left was a trace of guilt.

He could not help but think of how many buckets her tears must have filled she must have made after reading such comments.

Kael watched her leave before turning to Philip. "Watch her social media account and pull up the security cameras."

"For?" Philip asked.

"Were you not the one talking to Mirabel about respect, so, is it right to question an order given to you?"

"Pa—"

Kael waved his hand interrupting whatever apology he wanted to say. "Just don't do it again, now go."

About an hour later, Philip re-entered the study. "Sir, she has released the video and I asked Miss Crystal, she admitted that they had a bet."

"Mmm."

Kael raised his head, staring at Philip, he closed the document on the table.

He brought out his phone and opened his social media account.

He did not have to search for it as his daughter did well by tagging him. His empty notification bell now had a red number attached to it.

Clicking on it, he scrolled through the notifications. He noticed that Mirabel had tagged him in so many videos.

Feeling curious, he clicked on one of them.

"Tsk, Mirabel sure doesn't like you." He said, raising his head to stare at Philip who had his lips pursed.

"She sure does have talent in this. " He said and continued watching the videos, the more he watched, the funnier it became. He could help but chuckle, this time around, his feelings were genuine.

"Hey, what did you do to Mirabel to make her hate you this much."

"Nothing."Philip answered. He was really unhappy with how Mirabel made him look bad in all her videos. At least he was placated by some of the comments where they mentioned how handsome and young he was. He puffed out his chest in Pride.

If the original Mirabel sees his reaction, she would wonder if it was the same butler she sees every day or had he also been replaced.

Well that was a theory to think about.