The Become A Villain In The Novel
Chapter 3

After replacing my bloodstained clothes with a shirt and blazer, I arrived at the office. For the first time I successfully carried out the mission well.

Keegan and a man in glasses were already waiting for me in the lobby anxiously.

“This, Bu.” Keegan handed me a tablet. “Google's top search results are filled by Bianca.”

Beautiful actress Bianca Salsabila is pregnant

Who is the father of baby Bianca Salsabila?

Pregnancy reason Bianca Salsabila not sniffed media for three months

From the memory of Catherine who entered, Bianca Salsabila was not married. On arrival in front of a special elevator, Nanda pressed a button. The door opened and the three of us went in.

“This was uploaded from your Lambe_Mbah account uploaded an hour ago.” There are several photos of Bianca Salsabila wearing a mask in the obgyn polyclinic.

“Going to an obgyn doctor does not mean getting pregnant. Why does something like this happen?”

Then a bespectacled man who had looked down in fear said, “D-he is pregnant, Bu.”

“What? Who's the father of the baby?”

“That I don't know either, Bu.”

An hour later I went down to buy coffee. To be honest, I was confused on how to deal with this problem. I'm just a writer. My science is not until it has to be told to be the leader of a large company. Moreover, I don't have all Catherine's memories. I was also shocked by the sudden headache that struck me at that time. Which I deduce as a symptom that arises when Catherine's memory will appear.

But if Catherine's memories don't come up again, what am I supposed to do? I'm alone here and I don't know what to do. Honestly, it's starting to feel scary. No. gabe. From the beginning, it was very scary.

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After buying a glass of caffe americano, my eyes caught a familiar silhouette of a woman. Sania Suherman is in a hurry to the caffee shop. It's past the office hours. But the woman is still here. Yes, he is the diligent intern who is often used by other employees.

I don't want to get involved with him—

“Night, Bu.” My footsteps stopped. Sania Suherman looked down respectfully, then smiled gently.

“Night,” sahutku short. She really is the female lead. Having been pushed into the fountain was still willing to say hello to Catherine. Perhaps this was also one of the reasons Catherine kept bothering Sania. When you do evil and the guy stays this friendly, you get even more angry because you feel so bad. You just end up hating that guy even more.

“Thank you for the biscuits you sent me. I really like it.”

“No problem—“

The mission box reappears.

Shame on Sania Suherman in front of everyone. Make him leave this office in shame.

Huh, can I cry now? Three times a day I have been on senseless missions. I want to be sacrificed to how far to go to make Sania Suherman look like a forgiving angel who never hated anyone who bothered her.

“I have to go now,” I said. If the pain from fighting the mission resurfaces, I don't want to vomit blood while being a spectacle of people.

“Iya, Mum.” As I started to step up, Sania gave a little respect to me again. The sudden movement of his body made me accidentally spill coffee on his clothes. Sania screeched, the hot coffee must have hit her skin. Once again, we both became spectacle materials.

Scornful looks surrounded me. But none of them dared to rebuke.

Tony's words were ringing again in my head.

I've reported you to the police. You can be grateful because your status is not the law in you.

These people hate me, but they also fear me.

“Sorry, Mom, I accidentally,” great-granddaughter Sania while lowering her head deeper.

“Kan nyiram Miss Catherine, why is she the one who apologized?”

“Sania is indeed soft. She's so nice.”

“Then I must be sorry too. Who would want to deal with Miss Catherine. If you volunteer I don't know what he will do.”

“The fate of our little employees. Arbitrary boss, we are getting trampled.”

“So much love my beautiful and sweet Sania. I wish I had the power to avenge all that Miss Catherine.” has done

“I'm afraid to work here. Now the hell Sania, in the future somehow I treated like that same Miss Catherine.”

They whisper but it all sounds.

“Neg. It's not Catherine's fault. He was unintentionally. I was wrong,” said Shania.

Stop, miss, you're just making me worse, my inner self.

“Angel.”

“Can-can he still defend the bad guyin him.”

“So Sania alone can nail it.”

“Befit Tony moved heart to him. Anyone would be more angelic than devil.”

In addition to Sania's attitude that is too good even though it has been treated badly, the words of people like this are what make Catherine turn even more evil. Although I realized I was being insulted not because of Sania, one part of me blamed her. I'm upset not playing with his kindness. I hate being compared to him.

I'm sighing. I took off my blazer and put it on both shoulders of the girl who was still riveted. I tied his sleeve so as not to fall and cover the affected part of the coffee.

“That's not your fault,” said quietly which can only be heard by him. Then turn around and leave this crowd.

I'm so mad. Moreover, the pain began to feel from inside my stomach. The mission box doesn't accept I'm denying it anymore. I got into the special elevator and pressed on the top floor. I don't want to meet anyone. Keegan must be nervous to see me in pain. I leaned against the elevator wall while closing my eyes.

Is there no way I'm getting out of here?  It's just a novel world, right?

I opened my eyes and blinked a few times. Although it feels very real, this place is still a novel world. Not the real world. What happens if I die? I don't know if my real body in the real world is alive or not. But if I die, can I go back to my old life?

I swear I don't want all this wealth. This place is hell. Maybe tomorrow I'll be told to kill Sania and accidentally do it.

My body is trembling. The pain is getting worse.

Although Sania could not have died because she was the main character. But imagining myself hurting someone to that extent is really scary. I wouldn't have anything left if I got involved in such a bad crime.

I arrived at the top floor and headed for the roof. The wind blew on my body which was only wrapped in a thin shirt. But the cold temperature was unable to dissipate the burning sensation within me. My already very weak body fell down near the guardrail. I could actually die from the punishment of refusing the mission.

“What is it to you that Catherine's life is really worthless until you've done something so far to make her a villain?” My tears were dripping, because of the pain and tightness in my heart. “He deserves to be happy too. I deserve to be happy. We deserve to be happy. Just think who the villain is now.”

I looked back. Staring at the millions of flickering lights. The building has forty floors. A perfect place for a small experiment.

I stood up while smiling a little. The world of novels is even more cruel than the real world. One of my feet passed through the guardrail, then another. Then my hand that was still holding on to the guardrail came off. No. gabe. I intentionally let go.

Goodby. I don't want to be a miserable criminal in this world. Please bring me back to where I came from.

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Sincerely,

Dark Peppermint