Zosia: Quick Transmigration System-Chapter 46 - 44- Arc 2

She had just finished removing her cloth, when her room door swung open .

"Hahaha.....Fina....." She choked on her words when she saw the naked body that came to view.

Crystal gawked at Zosia's body, or more so, Mirabel's body with an astonished look.

"You can continue looking after you close my door." Zosia said interrupting Crystal's wild thought process.

"You!" She said. Subconsciously, she closed the door, her eyes moving with Zosia as she moved.

Zosia smiled flirtatiously, "Do you like what you see?" She said in a slutty tone.

"You!, you...." Crystal who was already recovering from being stunned, was stunned again by Zosia's words, that she could only stutter.

If the situation was a game, she would have so many negative red numbers above her head.

Crystal finally calmed down, enough for her to glare at Zosia.

"Came to call you.... Since, it seems like you don't want to leave. Missing the house already?" She said sarcastically.

Zosia scoffed at her statement. Folding her arms around her chest, which in turn, caused her breast to move rhythmically.

"You must be joking. As you can see, I was stark naked before you barged in. No basic respect."

"Coming from someone who only knows how to retort at her elder sister." Crystal remarked unwilling to lose out.

Zosia smiled and stared at her, "I wonder what Dad would say, once I showed him evidence of you and Mark's charade yesterday."

"You!!....how do you know?" She said, her voice trembling slightly.

Zosia clicked her tongue against her teeth, she did not know if it was because of the hate they held against the original owner, that made them willing to tarnish the host reputation on their own volition.

"Tsk, are you with your phone?"

"What do you want?" Crystal eyes flickered with a hint of hesitation, some hatred and underlying emotions she didn't understand.

"Give. It. To. Me." She said each word firmly leaving no room for hesitation.

"Fine... Let me see if you can open it then." Crystal said with a scoff and gave her phone to Zosia.

"I don't need to open it." Zosia said as she took the phone. She immediately activated InfoLink, which only took up to a few seconds to get the information she needed.

Her eyes flickered with a glint as she watched the progress bar.

"What exactly do you need the phone for?"

"You will know."

Hearing Zosia's stone made her shudder, all kinds of thoughts, surfaced in her mind.

'Was Mirabel planning to use her phone to send the evidence to dad?' having this thought alone made her walk up to Zosia.

Seeing that her phone had already been unlocked, she prepared to snatch it, but ended up falling on top of Zosia.

Zosia quickly reacted but it also caused her to slip on the cylindrical object that was on the floor. Out of reflex, she caught Crystal who was also falling and they ended up tumbling on the bed. Their position was so compromising and it was at that moment bad luck decided to befall them, by having Mark open the door.

"Close the door!!" They screamed at the same time.

Mark who had just opened the door was shocked. His body froze in shock. Recovering himself, he immediately closed the door as commanded, but he was sure that he would never forget such a scene.

Squatting down on the floor, he tried to calm his racing heart, which definitely didn't seem to be calming down anytime soon.

"Why are you here?"

Hearing the voice that seemed to be coming from above his head, he flinched in shock.

"What the f*ck!"

"Mind your language Mark." Ariana cautioned.

"Tsk, you are no longer my mother... Oh, no! My step-mother." He made sure to lay emphasis on the word step-mother, "So, you definitely can't tell me what to do?"

"Indeed, but my daughter is, and you are standing in front of her door, I sure do have all the right to accuse you of anything happening to me daughter. Now let me pass." Her words becoming cold at the end as she stared at Mark who immediately stood up from the ground.

"You can't go in there?"

"What?! Am I hearing things now...." Her statement was cut short, when she suddenly thought of something.

"What are you and your sister planning? If I look for one hair.... One hair!!! Out of my daughter's head, you wouldn't like my actions." She said with fury in her tone.

Mark shuddered as he felt a chill run down his spine.

The Ariana he knows hardly got angry, even if she did, it was always mellow, not like what he was seeing now.

Suppressing the feeling of intangible fear that bubbled up, he scoffed.

"The person in there, is in my house and so are you. Technically, you should no longer be part of this household, so I can't let you pass. What you are doing now, is called trespassing."

"I never knew you whined worse than a lady."

Ariana's words touched a nerve. Mark immediately got furious, at first he was thinking of letting her pass, well thinking, but now, he was going to block the door.

Mark's face flushed with anger as he squared his shoulders, determined to stand his ground. Ariana's gaze met his fiery glare, creating an electric tension in the air.

"Listen here, boy," Ariana's voice was low and dangerous, her eyes piercing into Mark's soul. "You are still wet behind the ears, don't think you are the man of the house yet, your father is still alive and don't push me, Mark. You have no idea what I'm capable of."

Mark's resolve wavered for a moment, he definitely did not want to get on the bad side

of this dangerous Ariana, but at the same time, he didn't want her to see his sister in a compromising position with her daughter.

The kind of sparks that will blow and the rumors.... Just thinking about it made him have goosebumps.

"I'm not a child anymore, Ariana," Mark spat out her name like venom. "I definitely won't let you pass, besides, you should go deal with that mess your sister is creating downstairs."

Ariana's jaw clenched, her fists tightening at her sides. She took a step closer to Mark, her breath coming out in short, controlled bursts.

"You think you're so tough, don't you?" Ariana's voice was barely a whisper, but it cut through the tension like a knife. "Don't you ever talk to me like that and get out of my way."

Ariana thought for a while and finally relented, "Fine." She said with a scoff.

With that, Ariana pushed past Mark, her eyes flashed with an undetectable glint. Mark watched her go, his heart pounding in his chest. He had never seen such Ariana, but he definitely knew she was a force to be reckoned with, but he was no pushover either.

He was stupid for thinking that the women by his father's side were pushovers. They may have just been tolerating them. Thinking up to this point, he knew that he had to speed up on his plans. If they kept staying by their father's side, things would get more dangerous, especially if anything happened to him.

He looked at Ariana who was walking down the hallway.

"Fine, come." He had to leave a leeway for himself. 'It seems like Ariana knows something.' he thought. For her to leave the man she loved so much, he didn't believe it was because of Mirabel. If it was because of her, then she would have left since.

"I thought you wouldn't relent." Ariana said in a mocking tone.

She hadn't planned on going empty handed without checking on her daughter. She wanted him to relax his guard before she acts.

"Just don't be shocked by what you see." Mark said, his voice low, almost close to a whisper.

His words made her frown, "What do you mean?" Feeling impatient, she bent the door handle which already had Mark's hand on it. Feeling the force that should have been applied on the door handle on his wrist, he whimpered in pain.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch. My hand!"

"Wuss."

He ignored her and stared at the scene before him. Seeing that nothing was out of place, he breathed a sigh of relief. freeweɓnøvel.com

"What are you doing here?" Ariana questioned Crystal who sat on the bed in a daze. She looked like she was questioning her life.

Crystal turned to stare at her brother, her eyes brimming with tears.

"Nothing." She answered with a sniff.

Ariana frowned at Crystal's expression. She didn't understand why, but she didn't feel the situation was right.

It felt like instead of her daughter being the one that was bullied, it was Crystal who was bullied.

Turning to Mark, she asked with a raised eyebrow, "What is the situation you said I would not like?"

"How the hell would I know!" Mark answered.

He also did not understand the situation.

Well, at least it was better than seeing them tangled. Thinking up to this point, he felt nauseous. He looked at his sister who was also staring at him with teary eyes and at Ariana who was staring at him suspiciously and immediately suppressed the emotions he was feeling.

"Now that you have seen what you want to see, can you go now?"

Ariana eyed him suspiciously, "Where is my daughter?"

"She is in the bathroom." Crystal answered with a sniff.

She really wanted to cry, how could Mirabel's assets be bigger than hers despite being her younger sister and also the daughter of the woman in front of her.

The worst part, is that she had been turned on by Zosia's flirtatious talks. At this point, she just wanted to die.

She didn't even know her orientation anymore.

Ariana nodded, seeing that there wasn't anything wrong. At first she wanted them out of her daughter's room, but since they would be moving out soon, it didn't matter.

The moment Ariana left, Crystal burst into tears.

Closing the door behind him, Mark moved towards his sister.

"Why are you crying and what happened?" He asked dangerously as he peered down on his sister.

He had seen his sister on top of Mirabel and not the other way round, so, in fact, he really didn't want to read too much into it and hoped it wasn't really what he thought.

"Sob... Sob...sob." Crystal sobbed intermittently unable to say any coherent words.

"Fine.... Stop crying."

After a while, Crystal was able to stop her sobs and finished describing what had happened.

"Then why are you crying?" He asked in confusion. Since, according to her, why they had ended up in such a compromising position was that, they had almost fallen to the ground and Mirabel's reflex allowed them to hit the bed instead of the floor. But still, why was his sister in Mirabel's room while she was naked.

He turned to stare at her, his eyes becoming strange.

"Brother!" Crystal exclaimed as she lightly hit him. She was already feeling embarrassed and annoyed, now her brother was looking at her in a strange manner. Only a fool would be unable to guess why.

"Sigh!, we should go out of her room anyways."

"True... She is so hateful."

On a normal day, that sentence wouldn't be anything strange, but thinking back at the scene, he immediately shivered. He was unwilling to touch that forbidden door.

"Aish... I even forgot about why I came to meet her in the first place." Crystal said, her words earning a snicker from Mark.

"You! I already told you, it's not what you think."

"I know, I know. Lets go... She would come down on her own. You may go to tell her and she might just be coming out of the bathroom. Another scene might ensue."

"You!.... You, you're not helpful at all." She harrumphed, "You need help." She concluded and walked away, unwilling to talk to her brother.

Mark chuckled. He couldn't help it. The image

was still being replayed in his mind.

As he approached downstairs, his face changed. Just like his father, their emotions were like controllable buttons.

Well, Mark was still learning and as for Crystal, she was a lost cause.