This week's routine was wonderful for Jack; every day he moved alone to a new country, specifically inside the most secret and safe place in that country. Then they deceived the district leaders, only to see the amount of fear and dread when they found a strange person waiting for them in that dark room that did not appear in shape. Obviously, they could, his sparkling white teeth forming an evil grin before being slashed at them without even knowing why. It was just perfect, especially since it calmed his nerves and relieved that headache a bit.

Finally, the last day." Jack was sighing as he stood wiping his face of blood with a handkerchief he took from the corpse of a lady who was apparently a rich county chief in the country of Shura. Then Jack took out a phone and called someone.

Hi Cassia, How are you?

"....."

"Hello? "

"I remember telling you to contact me only through emails and to avoid calls."

Oh, come on, they've all fallen; every single one of them is dead now. Who's going to try to eavesdrop on the call to find out what terrible secrets we're hiding? Come on, this isn't the world of superspies. Anyway, I'm completing my part of the plan, and it's your turn to spread your followers around the world."

"Good, well done, transfer. Soon we will prepare the journey to the island."

"Know, I'll go now." Jack cut the call before slapping the phone lightly on his mouth as he thought

"Hmmm, given that she's currently only taking control of three countries, that means she might need another week to complete control of the remaining three, so maybe I need his help in taking care of the soldiers in the secret facility? ...nah, they'll be fine on their own, I mean. The idea of being among so many NPCs and killing them all in a fit of madness sounds nice, but I'm afraid I'll really lose control if my headache gets too much."

Jack felt goosebumps as he thought about the possibility that he might commit suicide just to get rid of that headache.

"Oh, never mind. I'll leave them alone for now. Tomorrow I'll go back to the Wilsons and rest there. Maybe I'll even go out with my boy Asher for a walk; who knows?"

........

After spending the night in the room in the fourth section of the Shura State Facility, Jack uses the early morning teleportation skill to find himself in front of the Wilson family's door.

He looked around him and saw the shocked figure of an old lady taking a walk with her dog. Jack raised his hands and moved them as if he were driving an animal away from the place.

Ush, ush, go away." Then Jack walked towards the door and took out the key, but the door wasn't locked, and when Jack focused, he could hear some noise from inside, so he grabbed the handle and opened the door quietly to find the scene in front of him.

Sarah was in a state of hysteria and was screaming at Usher, who seemed to be trying to calm her down, but at the same time his eyes were showing a kind of guilt, and in the middle Emma was also trying to calm her mother down.

Jack blinked a few times before sighing and thinking, "Wow, the most average fight between husband and wife, I guess."

Jack entered the house and closed the door behind him as he headed into the fight.

"I trusted you! But it seems I was wrong about you! You really are cheating on me! It's you...."

"Wait, my dear, let me explain."

"There's nothing to explain! I've heard your lies before, and it makes me sad! Just why would you do this to me, to us?"

"Mom, please calm down; you're scaring me."

"What are you saying, Emma? Your father didn't come home yesterday, and when he came back, I found a red birthmark on his neck. What am I supposed to discuss about this matter?"

From a distance, Jack was looking at the scuffle with astonishment.

Jack whispered in his head, "Regime, did Asher really betray Sarah?"

"Yeah, well, his mental state now doesn't seem stable to me; uh, this is a pain in the ass."

Jack sighed before approaching Sarah and gently grabbing her hand.

"Mom, please, I'm finally home, and I've worked so hard at work just to be better for you, but now I'm afraid for your health. Please, Mom, please stop."

Sarah looked at Jack with lost eyes, then Emma appeared next to her with the same eyes, before lowering her head embarrassedly and hugging the two together.

Um, um, yeah, you're right. I'm sorry."

"Oh man, for a mother in turmoil, this woman is strong; hee hee, I'm going to suffocate!" Jack thought in his head before slinking away, still gently holding Sarah's hand.

"Come on, Mom, let's solve the problem by talking like a family."

Sarah looked sadly at Jack, then looked back at Usher, who looked remorseful before sighing.

"Alright, you speak; I want to know."

Asher looked at the three in front of him, who were his most precious possessions, before taking a deep breath and saying

Well, what happened is..."

......

While Asher was in his office, he suddenly received a call from Helen, who told him that some important members of the company had decided to go out together, and she had been invited, of course, but she had also managed to convince them that Asher would come with her.

"This is a good opportunity; Asher can strengthen relations with the most important managers in the company."

Asher was very happy with the news, as this was really appropriate for him. He thanked Helen for the opportunity and inquired about the place and time.

"Oh, it's nothing really special. After all, we'll all meet at Louis' fancy bar, you know? Although it seems like a grand and important meeting, they're going to have fun and stay up a bit, so you don't have to worry about your dress. Just come in a business suit. No problem, we'll meet at nine and come back at midnight."

"Wonderful, well then." With this, Usher closed the door before he called his wife and informed her that he would be late to return today.

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At seven o'clock, after Asher completed his work, he waited for Helen to be transferred, and then they took a taxi to Helen's house, where she wanted to change her clothes before going to this mini party.

"Hey, I thought it was okay to go in a business suit."

"It's because you're a man and you're handsome, so there's no need to dress up, but I need to change my clothes, so the suit is too tight for me."

Ussher agreed to wait for Helen and then, twenty minutes later, walked out of the house.

"Oh, you're back so fast! I thought I'd have to wait an hour or two."

"Haha, so funny; you know I'm not that obsessed with what I'm going to wear."

Point looked at Helen, who was now wearing a beautiful blue off-the-shoulder shirt and white jeans with a beige ankle boot, with a small net on the edges showing some of the skin of her feet.

"Okay, I'm ready to go."

Point looked at the clock to find it was ten minutes past eight. They had spent about half an hour on the way to Helen's house, and then another twenty minutes waiting for her to get ready.

"Hm, come on." Usher ordered a taxi, and, like last time, Helen paid

"Hey, you know I can pay us? I'm not poor."

"Hmm? Oh, it's okay. Save your money for drinks and food. I don't want you to look like you can't afford an evil lotus or lotus."

"Heigh, just from their names, I feel intimidated by their price."

After about an hour, Usher and Helen Fudd finally arrived at the bar. Usher looked at his watch and then commented that there were still ten minutes before nine, but only after five minutes did they both notice that four people had also arrived at the bar.

"There they are," said Helen, as she approached the group.

Oh, Helen, my friend! Long time no see!"

"It's only two weeks."

"And that's enough to make me miss you." The speaker was a woman with long black hair, green eyes, and a round but not fat face, which made her look contradictory but beautiful.

"Hi, you are the person Helen was talking about, right?"

Yes, I am pleased to know that I am Asher Wilson, Superintendent of Workers at the Fiber Mill."

Usher shook hands with a man in his late fifties, with gray hair and some wrinkles.

"So folks, are we going to stay here or are we going to go in and enjoy the best night in a long time?"

"I just want to get drunk, man, don't yell, it's embarrassing."

The last two were men, one of whom had long, slightly blond hair with blue eyes and a lively face, while the other had short black hair and deep brown eyes bearing black cases underneath.

After getting to know each other, the six entered the bar and chose what they wanted before they started talking again.

Their conversation at first was particularly uncomfortable due to the presence of Asher, but after they exchanged words and some stories and laughed, it was clear that they had become more comfortable, and the conversation turned from being formal to being a conversation between a group of friends, sharing jokes and drinking and eating, and the event was constantly shifting from one topic to another. First, they talked about food and drink, then cars, then sports, and even some embarrassing situations that happened to them. And so time passed quickly without anyone noticing.

"Come on, you gloomy *sighs*, drink another glass *sighs*, or you can't."

Oh, don't get away from me. You stink."

"Shameless~mm"

Ha-ha-ha-ha, you two... Hahahaha silly, what-what was I saying?"

God, they're completely drunk, aren't they, Mr. Usher?"

"Please call me Usher, Mr. Benson."

"Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, so young man, call me too, Benson. *drinking sound* Want another round?"

Sure, why not?"

Unlike the other three who drank a lot, Usher and Mr. Benson were more reserved, but of course they did not miss the opportunity to enjoy. As for Helen, she is very weak in front of alcohol, so since she drank her third glass, she almost passed out, which made the others laugh at her. Thus, time passed until midnight, where Asher bid farewell to the four, watched them go, then restored his sight and gently grabbed Helen and wounded her outside, where his friend and acquaintance was a taxi driver, and he agreed to take Usher home late.

"Let's go to her house first."

"As you wish."

After an hour, as the weather became cooler, Helen had begun to get rid of her drunken state, but she had reached the worst stage, which was after drunkenness. Fortunately, Asher brought her into her house, where she went to the bathroom and emptied everything she had, although she really did not drink a lot and she didn't vomit much either, but it felt like an eternity. Asher, who was almost drunk but not enough to make him have a violent reaction, laughed at Helen.

"What? "

"Oh nothing; I just didn't know you weren't good with alcohol."

"And no, I didn't know; this is my first time." Helen was slowly approaching Usher.

"Oh really? I thought you'd probably been drinking for the last twenty years."

"No, I like to feel my mind in its place rather than being drowned in alcohol." Helen came closer to Usher and grabbed his face.

"But what about you? You haven't been drinking before?"

"Oh, it's just that one time I used alcohol to get me out of..."

"Your mother's death?" Helen slowly moved her hand along the side of Usher's face and down his neck.

"Well, that was the first time, but after I found Sarah and we got married, I didn't go back to alcohol; it's really

Helen interrupted him. As she put her second hand on Asher's chest and tightened her fist, Usher was amazed at what she did, and then he realized that she was very close to him.

"What, nodding my head, what are you doing?"

Helen did not answer him but turned around behind him before pushing him, which made him lose his balance, and while he was on the ground, Helen, with her red face, was approaching him more and then kissing him on the neck. At that moment, Asher finally regained consciousness and pushed her, then tried to get up.

"What's wrong with you?"

Oh, come on, Asher, let me just for one time."

"What are you talking about? Are you mad?"

"No! I've always loved you, Asher; I've always wanted you more than anything else; just...if it wasn't for my uncle, who forced me to focus on finding a job, I would be with you and not another woman."

In a moment of astonishment and turmoil, Asher heard Helen's screams, which were full of sadness and alienation. He did not really understand why. Was their relationship as friends not enough? Is their relationship as siblings enough? Was that his fault?

In the silence that followed Helen's screams, Asher spoke in a calm tone as he walked away.

"You're drunk, so I'll pretend I didn't hear you."

Those words made Helen sink into anger.

"Even if I weren't, I would have wanted you for myself! Asher! I'm much better than her! All my body is yours, but you're a coward!"

Asher paused in front of the door for a moment and then said, without turning around, in an angry voice,

"Don't ever let my wife get into this nonsense of mine again." He opened the door and walked out.

Then he took the last taxi and decided to go back to his house, but when he looked at his clothes and his condition, it was a complete mess, but more than that, the chaos was in his head.

"I need to breathe," Usher said, before asking his friend to stop in a public park near the house.

Sitting alone on the bench was Asher, with rare features of sadness on his face. He had many mixed feelings. On the one hand, he hated Helen's action, but on the other hand, he loved her very much. She had been with him since he was little. All his childhood and adolescence until university. Those were among the best memories. And she was with him, and after thinking, he found that what she was trying to do made sense. Perhaps he was the only person who considered their relationship like that of brothers. She only had to get him married. All these thoughts were in Asher's head, with the effect of alcohol also making him feel nauseous. He quickly tried to go to one of the public toilets, where he vomited a little, then looked at himself in the mirror. His condition was like that of a silly, weak, and failed person.

Seeing that bad appearance, Asher was surprised for a moment, then let out a small laugh while he washed his hands, then stroked his hair with his wet hands backwards, before raising his hands with her and pointing to the mirror.

"You're horrible, Asher. Haha. *sigh* Oh, come on, I have to look cool for my family's sake. Usher looked at the clock to find it was 4 a.m.

"Oh, I've been so lost in my thoughts; ahh, I'm sleepy. I should go back now." Usher was smiling as he reset himself, smiling just like his mother had taught him, smiling as he felt that burning feeling inside him because pretending to be happy will make you happy; that was the most important thing she said. his mother to him

At about five o'clock, Usher returned home. He had not called Sarah because he thought that she might be sleeping at this time, but on the contrary, his wife was sitting in the kitchen waiting for him, and expressions of concern appeared on her face.

"You made her worry too, about Asher's new job." Asher sneered at himself as he approached his wife, but the thing Asher didn't know was that there was a birthmark from a mark he had kissed Helen previously, and upon seeing that, Sarah simply lost her mind.

......

Back to the present, Jack asked the system

"Is that story true?"

Jack breathed a sigh of relief as he thought

This means that my worst man is not a traitor.

Listening to the story, Emma and Sarah's reactions were different from Jack's, as they were still angry with Usher, but at least Sarah was understanding, so she did not talk about it, and she only asked Usher to go to work so that he would not be late.

At work, Asher did not see Helen, and she did not call him as usual.

In the evening after Asher's return, the family was eating their dinner in silence without anyone speaking as usual when suddenly Asher stood up, put his hands on the table, and then said in a bright voice that caught the attention of his family.

"I have a suggestion. Why don’t we go on vacation next month?"