The Overworked Beta and the Paranoid Alpha 83

Chapter 83: Blatant Favoritism

After running out of room 8103, Qiuyue finally reached the elevator and frantically pressed the down button.

Fortunately, the elevator doors opened quickly.

But there were other people in the elevator.

A staff member carrying luggage, and three elderly people wearing luxury brands and hats with feather decorations, stood in the elevator, looking at him with strange eyes.

A young Omega, disheveled, with the scent of an Alpha’s mark on him. Anyone would have second thoughts.

Especially since Qiuyue had just encountered the two most gossipy groups in the world—middle-aged and elderly tourists and hotel staff.

Even though they didn’t speak, Qiuyue could sense their inner thoughts just from their gazes.

But none of that mattered.

Qiuyue had just encountered a truly dangerous person. Compared to that person, at least these people would not harm his life.

So he directly ignored their gazes, straightened his shoulders, and walked into the elevator. This time, he took out the hotel room card for the 51st floor, swiped it, and then pressed the button for the 51st floor.

Soon, the elevator doors opened again. Qiuyue strode out. He wandered in the corridor for a while, looked up at the camera on the ceiling, as if he were thinking about something. Soon, he lowered his eyes, walked to a vending machine, bought a pack of cigarettes and a lighter, then turned and walked to his room, swiped his room card, and pushed the door open.

He walked into the room, and the door closed behind him with inertia. The lights in the room, sensing the owner’s arrival, immediately turned on.

In an instant, the room was brightly lit.

Unfortunately, Qiuyue’s mood was not so bright. He quickly walked to the bathroom, took off his clothes, stood under the shower, and turned the handle.

Fine water droplets fell on him from above. He looked up, letting the water wash his face.

It would be even better if it could wash away the damn Alpha pheromone scent.

Unfortunately, thanks to Tara’s whim, he had this damn temporary mark. This smell would stay on him for at least two weeks before it disappeared… At this thought, Qiuyue couldn’t help but feel annoyed.

So annoying. I really want to cut Tara into a million pieces.

After washing himself clean, Qiuyue wiped himself and walked out of the shower area. His eyes fell on a small ball next to the sink.

Driven by curiosity, he picked up the small ball and saw that it was a foaming bath bomb.

He had been climbing stairs all day. It would be a lie to say he wasn’t tired. Qiuyue thought for a moment, then walked to the bathtub, turned on the hot water, and threw the bath bomb in. The bath bomb quickly dissolved, and the water in the bathtub was filled with pink foam, with a faint berry scent.

It’s even berry-flavored. A little interesting. Qiuyue stepped into the bathtub and slowly lay down. Under the soothing hot water, the sore muscles in his lower body finally got some relief.

“Ugh…” he sighed slowly, took out the pack of cigarettes and a lighter from the pocket of his clothes on the rack next to him, took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and then lit the lighter. A pale blue flame danced on the box. The moment the cigarette tip touched the blue flame, layers of white smoke drifted out.

Qiuyue closed the lighter, took a drag of the cigarette, and then slowly exhaled.

He suddenly felt a little unbearable. He hated this life.

When will it end?

Qiuyue didn’t know.

He pushed aside the foam in the bathtub and stared at the pale pink, berry-scented water. But in his mind’s eye, Wen En’s shadow appeared.

Qiuyue was silent for a moment, then suddenly said:

“Do you know when all this will end?”

He smoked his cigarette and picked up his communicator, dialing a number.

A familiar voice soon came from the communicator, “What’s wrong?”

Qiuyue said, “I’m being watched. If you want me to kill the Scotch brothers, that’s fine, but I need support.”

“…”

The other end of the line was silent for a moment, then suddenly started to curse Qiuyue in a rage. Just like every vicious boss, from his appearance to his gender, and then to his work attitude, Qiuyue was thoroughly personally attacked.

Qiuyue’s face was calm. He seemed to have long been used to the other party’s capricious moods.

Was he really used to it?

The half-smoked cigarette had fallen into the bathtub at some point and was floating with the foam, like a canoe drifting in a lake.

Qiuyue’s other hand was tightly gripping the edge of the bathtub, so hard that his skin turned white.

Fortunately, the other side had finally vented their anger, and their tone was a little better. He even said with some apology, “You’ve worked hard.”

“Yes,” Qiuyue replied in a low voice.

“If it’s as you said, you really can’t handle it alone. It was also my mistake in judgment—I didn’t expect the Scotch brothers to be so lucky. Hmph, alright, I know someone. He’s my former investment partner. I’ll have him contact you. You find a safe place to stay for now.”

“Yes, I understand,” Qiuyue said and hung up.

The meeting was over.

Tara had successfully moved into the room on the 174th floor.

The reason was: it was more convenient to communicate work details.

At the thought that Tara might be buzzing around Wen En like a fly, Romeo felt even more annoyed. Damn it, I have to find a chance to sow discord and isolate Tara.

Romeo decided to start with Wen En. He would instill in him the idea that “Tara is a bastard who deserves to be cut into a thousand pieces.” This way, Wen En would definitely become more and more disgusted with Tara—according to Romeo’s observation, Wen En was already super annoyed with Tara.

This is a really good idea, Romeo thought happily.

He pushed open the bedroom door, and just as he was about to go to Wen En’s room next door to discuss with him the anthropology and sociology of human evolution and social development, he happened to see Tara standing in front of Wen En’s door, doing something sneaky.

Romeo’s head ached with anger. He knew it. Tara would not settle down so quickly. Alright, this damn scum. He said he wanted to have dinner with Qiuyue, but he was secretly sneaking to Wen En’s room, with who knows what bad intentions in his mind.

He knew it. An Alpha’s mouth is a lying ghost—Romeo had already forgotten that he was also an Alpha. He was so angry now that he was even cursing himself.

“It’s late at night. You’re not sleeping. What are you doing sneaking around?” Romeo pointed at Tara’s eyes, his tone unfriendly.

“I should be the one to ask you that,” Tara also pointed at Romeo’s eyes and said angrily:

“You’re not trying to steal something, are you? I’m telling you, this is the territory of the T27 police department. If you dare to be dishonest, I’ll put you in the worst prison on Planet T27 for the rest of your life.”

“Yes, I want to steal a person,” Romeo sneered. “Is that also illegal on Planet T27?”

“You!” Tara was so angry that his hair almost stood on end.

In a narrow sense, “stealing a person” was at most a moral issue and not illegal.

Tara could condemn Romeo from a moral standpoint, but the problem was that Romeo didn’t even care about the bottom line of the law. Moral condemnation was even more useless to him.

Tara was so angry he almost fell to the ground and rolled his eyes. Since he was born into this world, his verbal battles had never been lost. He hadn’t expected to be defeated by a disgusting, shameless, and immoral thief this time.

Seeing Tara clench his fists and grit his teeth, Romeo was like a proud lion, his chin held high, letting his fluffy golden hair flutter in the air conditioning.

No, that’s not enough. He raised his hand, right in front of Tara’s face, and gave him a haughty middle finger.

“You!”

This is even more unbearable than killing Tara!

Tara couldn’t take it anymore. He was going to give Romeo a taste of his own blood, within the limits of minor injury as defined by the laws of Planet T27.

But just as he raised his hand, he saw Romeo quickly retract his middle finger.

Wait, it’s a trick!

Before Tara could think about it, suddenly, the door of Wen En’s bedroom was pushed open.

Wen En appeared before them. He leaned against the door frame, gave Romeo a blank look, and then looked at Tara. “What are you arguing about in the middle of the night? Don’t I need to rest?” Wen En’s tone was quite sharp, and he looked extremely dissatisfied.

Romeo looked behind Wen En. The ceiling light was off, but a floor lamp not far from the bedside table was on. The light was not dim.

Tara didn’t notice these things. He was busy complaining to Wen En about Romeo and slinging mud at him. “This bastard was sneaking around, trying to steal something. I stopped him. Who knows if he’s been bribed by the Scotch brothers or Peter to be a double agent and secretly send information to the enemy.”

“Aren’t the Scotch brothers already in the detention center on T27?” Wen En said with a blank expression. “In this situation, if they can contact Romeo, then your T27 police department would be seriously derelict in your duty.”

“Ah, well…” Tara touched his nose and argued, “Then he must have secretly defected to Peter. Wen En, you have to be careful of this stinking thief, otherwise he…”

“Alright, alright,” Wen En said impatiently. “Mr. Tara, you can shut up now. We’ll talk about it tomorrow.”

Since Wen En had already shown such an attitude, Tara couldn’t say anything more. He could only give Romeo a fierce look, and with no politeness or grace at all, gave him the middle finger. Finally, with a dejected back, he turned and went back to his room.

Romeo: “Are you sick?”

Wen En turned to look at Romeo, who was playing with his index fingers. “You go back and rest too.”

The difference was that Wen En’s tone to Romeo was not impatient, but much more tolerant.

Romeo was extremely pleased with this blatant favoritism. His hand instantly hooked around Wen En’s shoulder. “I’ll rest in your room.”

The hint was extremely obvious.

“No,” Wen En decisively refused. “I still have work tomorrow.”

“But I’m scared, my dear~” Romeo wrapped his arms around Wen En’s and said with a wronged expression, “Tara will definitely retaliate against me secretly~ Wen En~ you don’t want to wake up tomorrow and find me with missing limbs and only half a life left, do you?”

He had a point, but his tone was so cloying that it made Wen En’s scalp tingle. He couldn’t stand an Alpha saying such disgusting things. “Alright, alright, hurry up and get in,” Wen En compromised. He didn’t want others to hear Romeo’s motives and come out to watch the show.

“Great!” Romeo cheered softly. He knew Wen En would compromise.

“Shh, shh, you shut up too. Get in…”

…

Soon, they entered the room.

But they hadn’t expected that Tara would not give up.

Soon, after confirming that they had all entered the room, Tara quietly slipped out again.

He walked to Wen En’s door and muttered to himself, “You embarrassed me. I’ll make you pay.”

He had already figured out how to get back at Romeo. Seeing Romeo’s pale face, he probably was also impotent. The reason Wen En was interested in Romeo was, one, he was deceived by his face, and two, he must have never had anything good.

Therefore, Tara decided to push open the door while they were playing a little game, and at the same time, show Wen En the Alpha charm of an elite Alpha male.

Hmph, Wen En will definitely be conquered by my Alpha charm, Tara thought with full confidence.

He pressed his ear to the door, listening to the movements, and determined the timing to break in.

As he listened, the expression on Tara’s face changed from triumphant to grim.

Why… the sound is a little off. It sounds a little intense. Is this a sound that an impotent person can make?

Tara covered his mouth in disbelief.

Oh my fxxking god…

I can’t believe it…

What was even more terrifying was that this sound continued for an hour. Yes, Tara had been listening here for an hour.

Tara: …

I feel like I’ve been severely humiliated again.

Maybe I should go back to my room and sleep.