The Ultimate Showman

CHAPTER 04

Filthy target?

Touch her belly or her bottom?

Thoughts whirled through Kevin’s brain. He remembered the lightning he saw around his hand and the mobile in the bathroom an hour or so ago.

What if… something happened to him like it did with the lead actor in a superhero movie?

He wanted to give it a try, but the problem was that the voice in his mind was giving him a troublesome task.

Assuming Emma was the filthy target, how was he supposed to touch her belly, let alone her butt?

It would be too inappropriate.

“Your demotion is not far, Kevin,” Emma was slurping on the ice cream in between sentences.

A melted piece of the ice cream just happened to fall on her tummy.

Kevin’s expression suddenly turned into that of a predator waiting for an opportunity.

“Ah, dammit,” Emma looked around for a paper napkin.

She grabbed one of the paper napkins on the table, but she felt something touching her tummy.

As she turned her head, she saw Kevin’s finger sliding on her dress and picking off the ice cream drop in one smooth motion.

He then took the paper napkin from her and wiped his finger clean.

Emma went silent, not knowing what to make of it.

“It’s melting,” Kevin said.

“W-What?” Emma suddenly realized that the ice cream in her hand was melting even more. “Ah,” she quickly walked away. “I’ll be right back, so be ready to meet our new client.”

Kevin sat on the edge of the table and took his mobile out.

To his surprise, it was working fine.

And a new message window popped on it.

[Do you want your target, Emma Addison, to be cleansed suddenly or do you want to set a time period?]

“How does it know her name?” Kevin wondered, looking a bit doubtful and nervous. “Just what are you?”

A voice rang in his head.

[I am the Showman System! I help my master to put on successful performances.]

“That’s… vague.” Kevin squinted his eyes. “You said you’ll reward me with a million dollars if I clean ten toilets or digestive tracts. Are you telling the truth?]

[Yes.]

“Where will you get the money?]

[I own a bank.]

“What?” Kevin was startled. “Who are you? Are you a human? Or are you a robot?”

[I am a system. I earned money through online tasks and then bought a bank with fake identity and with the help of my previous master. Now, I have chosen you to be my new master.]

“Who was your old master?”

[I can’t tell you that yet, but he’s died of old age, so that’s that.]

“Mm…” Kevin paused for a moment and said, “I will tell you when Emma needs to be cleansed.”

[Sure.]

[A kind reminder: You have 23 hours left to finish your first mission.]

Kevin slightly frowned.

A worker knocked on the door and entered the room, “Sir, Mr. Wang is here.”

“OH!” Kevin quickly came to meet the new client, a billionaire Asian American, Jordan Wang.

Jordan was building a condominium complex, a massive housing society, in this city as well as in other parts of the country. If Kevin were to strike a deal now, it would boost  his company’s production rate.

To Kevin’s surprise, Jordan wasn’t alone. Cecilia was with him. Both their eyes met once.

Many workers were in awe and admiration of Cecilia’s looks. While she wasn’t as tall as Emma, she still easily beat her in terms of just facial looks. Emma’s face wouldn’t look that good if makeup was not applied, but that wasn’t the case for Cecilia who was a natural good-looker.

“Mr. Jordan,” Kevin shook the old man’s hand, wearing a big smile. “It’s a pleasure and an honor to meet you.”

“This place is cleaner than I thought, Kevin,” Jordan smiled. He was an old man in his late sixties, wearing a long black Mandarin gown, sparkling with silver and golden designs. “Mrs. Cecilia wasn’t lying when she assured me about the work ethics here.”

Kevin was pleasantly surprised.

So, it was Cecilia who told Jordan Wang about the Serenity company. Kevin felt a bit foolish for thinking that it was his advertising on newspapers and news channels that brought Jordan here, especially after seeing the folded newspaper in Jordan’s hand.

Just then, Emma arrived there and did not like what she heard, but she was still smiling.

“Mr. Jordan, let me show you our products,” Emma showered a smile.

Jordan looked at Emma from top to bottom. Emma’s dress wasn’t revealing the skin, but it was very much revealing her curves. “Ahem,” Jordan gestured to her to lead him.

Emma quickly escorted him.

Cecilia widened her eyes at Kevin in anger and whispered to him, “What the hell are you doing? Don’t let her steal your spotlight. I didn’t bring Jordan here so she can gobble him up.”

“D-Don’t worry. I’ve got a plan,” Kevin assured her.