Rummaging through his bags Kevin found the drugs he had been working on.

His initial goal before his family's tragedy had been to find a way to cure impotence in men. Kevin had delved into the subject of how to help increase and keep a long-lasting erection.

This led to him experimenting with several drugs like aphrodisiac and the like.

Finally, he found something while searching through his bag but it wasn't exactly what he had been hoping to find.

Of course, it was an aphrodisiac, but it was something he had been experimenting with at the beginning of his research and wasn't technically the finished product.

"Ugh, what do I do now?" Kevin plopped down to his bed, placing his arm over his eyes.

"This could work, but it's not going to last like the new ones I made." He said disappointedly. The new ones were still in the university.

*Knock* *knock* The sudden knock jolted Kevin from his thoughts.

On the other side of his room was Dahlia and she asked. "Um, excuse me young master but may I come in?"

[I guess her loyalties lie with you,]

'Let's hope so.'

"Come in," Kevin responded.

The door opened slowly and Dahlia curtsied before stepping in, her breasts swaying with even the slightest of movements.

While she had been cleaning, Dahlia had tied her jet-black hair into a ponytail.

She wasn't wearing her fishnet stockings today, so her smooth, thick thighs and legs were on full display underneath her maid outfit.

Dahlia scanned Kevin's room only to find it clean and tidy, which wasn't what she had expected.

His luggage had been unpacked and arranged in their appropriate places. His bed was neatly laid, with his books neatly stacked on his desk.

In short, there was nothing to tidy up in his room which had been her reason for coming to his room.

[Guess we were wrong.]

"Um, is there anything else I can do for you? Like your laundry?"

"No, thank you. That won't be necessary."

"Okay. I'll be heading out to get groceries then," Dahlia bowed and turned to leave, but Kevin called out to her.

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"Dahlia."

"???" She looked at him curiously.

"How long has it been since you started working here?" Kevin asked.

"It's been three months young master. Is something wrong?"

"No, there's nothing wrong. But if something is bothering you, feel free to let me know."

A smile appeared on her lips and she thanked him before turning to leave, However, Dahlia suddenly remembered something she had yet to inform him about.

"That reminds me, Lady Vanessa and Master Drake went out to the gym this morning. They won't be back until late evening."

"Oh!" Kevin exclaimed with ill-concealed excitement. He hadn't expected to hear such good news.

Dahlia gave a final bow before leaving the room.

[You're just letting her go?]

"She was never one of my targets, and besides I have something else to do."

[And what would that be?]

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Kevin waited until Dahlia left the house to get the groceries. Drake and Vanessa had gone to the gym as well, which meant that he was the only one in the house.

He immediately went to their rooms, hoping to find something he could use against Drake or Vanessa.

If he wanted to choose one of them as his target, he needed something he could use against them.

He needed to find their weaknesses, and if possible, clues about his other targets.

However, despite rummaging through their belongings, Kevin was unable to find anything useful, and the doorbell rang at that moment.

*Ding dong*

"What!! They're back?!" He said in astonishment.

*Ding Dong*

"Who the hell is at the door?"

Dahlia left a few minutes ago and didn't lock the door. So, the person ringing the doorbell definitely wasn't Dahlia.

Kevin walked to the entrance and opened the door to find a young woman around the age of 25 who was just a little younger than Dahlia, who was 27. Also, Vanessa was 29, and Drake was the oldest at 30.

The lady had short blue hair which ended at the base of her chin. She had on a cropped, white, sleeveless shirt, which exposed her white skin and cute belly button, and a light blue, denim skirt that stopped a few inches above her white, creamy thighs.

Although Kevin had to admit that the lady was incredibly beautiful, he still couldn't help but think that her face looked familiar.

Meanwhile, the lady simply looked at the sheet of paper in her hand once more before she asked with her red, sexy lips.

"Um, excuse me, but is this the Lannister residence?"

"Yes, how may I help you?"

Knowing that she was in the right place, a smile appeared on her lips and her eyes glowed with excitement.

"I'm looking for Drake Sullivan. Please, do you know him?"

[Oh!! This is good. It seems we have a love rival over here. We could definitely use her to our advantage. What do you say?]

Feeling excited due to the parasite's words, Kevin immediately replied to the lady. "Yes, I do but he's not home right now."

"Oh, I see," She muttered sadly. The earlier excitement in her eyes dimmed, and Kevin didn't fail to notice this.

[She must really be close to that gold digger.]

'Which is even more reason why we need to find out more about her,' He said in response to the parasite.

"If you don't mind my asking, but what's your relationship with him?"

"Oh! Of course not, he's my brother and I'm his sister, Victoria Sullivan."

[Hell yeah!! You most definitely have to let her in. We're gonna fuck her brains out and use her against him. We'll crush him by turning those he cares about against him.]

'Calm down. Are you an evil system or just a perverted one?'

[Both!!]

A smile appeared on Kevin's lips as he opened the door wider for Victoria, before saying, "Please come in and make yourself comfortable while you wait for your brother."

With a smile on her ruby-red lips, Victoria thanked Kevin before stepping into the house.

His first target was just a few minutes away from being chosen.

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A/N:- So who's going to be Kevin's first target? Drake or Vanessa? Well with this chapter, the answer is quite obvious, so yeah, it's going to be Drake, but then again, I could be wrong.