Surviving In This Filthy World As A Novel Villain

"How do you know all this? Even though I had no clue… So how did you find out?"

Alex chuckled, his grip still firm.

"There's nothing I don't know. If I wanted to, I could even find out the color of your underwear today is."

"You freaking Pervert!" Sera pouted, shifting uncomfortably. But she quickly suppressed her irritation, this wasn't the time for petty arguments.

Taking a deep breath, she narrowed her swollen, tear-streaked eyes at him.

"Why are you telling me this?" she asked. "And do you even have any evidence? I might dislike my uncle and the others, but I won't blindly believe you without proof. I refuse to be tricked into helping someone else count their money while being deceived myself."

Despite her emotional turmoil, she still managed to keep a rational mind. Alex studied her reaction with mild amusement. She was cautious. Smart enough to question things even when overwhelmed by grief and anger.

That was good.

Without a word, Alex lifted his right hand and snapped his fingers. The crisp sound echoed through the quiet hospital room.

A few seconds later, a man in a tailored suit stepped into the hospital room. His name was Mr. Mr. Waters, and he was Alex Butler..

As he entered, his sharp eyes caught sight of an unexpected scene, Alex had his arm wrapped around Sera Kleinberg's waist.

'The young master is holding her?' Mr. Waters was momentarily stunned but quickly recovered.

His admiration grew exponentially, though he wisely averted his gaze and pretended not to notice. Instead, he pulled out a thick folder and handed it over.

"Sir, here are the documents you requested."

"Good work, Waters."

Mr. Waters placed the folder on the table, then turned around and exited the room. Before leaving, he thoughtfully closed the door behind him, ensuring the two were left alone.

Now, only Alex and Sera remained. Alex picked up the folder and placed it on Sera's lap.

"Open it. Everything you want to know is inside."

Sera hesitated for a brief moment, then unfastened the folder and pulled out the stack of papers. She flipped through the pages, her eyes scanning the contents rapidly.

With each page she read, her hands trembled. Shock turned into rage, and by the time she reached the final few pages, her entire body was shaking.

There were photos. Chat logs. Bank transactions. Every single piece of evidence needed to prove Logan had hired someone shady to his dirty work. The details of her parents' murder were laid out in cold, unforgiving ink.

Sera let out a bitter, hollow laugh.

"One hundred and sixty thousand dollars." Her voice was eerily calm, but her fingers clenched the papers so tightly they threatened to tear.

"Two human lives… and they were only worth one hundred and sixty thousand dollars?" The heir of one of the most powerful families in the City, her parents, had been killed for such a pitiful sum.

Life was cheap. A strange sensation rippled through her chest, like an electric current surging through her mind.

Everything clicked into place.

Her parents had died when she was still a child. But before that, her grandfather had treated Logan and the others quite well. Then, after her parents' 'accident,' everything changed.

Her grandfather must have discovered something. No… he must have known who was responsible.

But in the end, Logan and the others were still his children. He couldn't bring himself to destroy his own bloods.

Back then, her grandfather still held power over the family. Logan and the others must have struggled to keep their crime hidden.

Sera's breath hitched. A chill crept up her spine, like a cold-blooded serpent slithering over her skin. For the first time, she truly understood, her family had been a nest of vipers all along.

Alex leaned back lazily, his expression unreadable as he spoke in an almost casual tone.

"Honestly, even without these documents, you should've already had some suspicions about your parents' deaths." His voice was calm, but his words cut through the silence like a blade.

"It wasn't hard to figure out. Just ask yourself, who benefited the most from their deaths? That person is usually the biggest suspect." Sera remained silent, her grip tightening around the papers.

Alex observed her reaction with amusement. Evidence could be fabricated, but the fact that she wasn't questioning it at all told him everything. Experience more content on My Virtual Library Empire

She had already suspected it. Maybe she had even investigated on her own, searching for the truth in the shadows. And yet, she had found nothing.

'Wow, I'm really useless.' Sera's body trembled slightly, teetering on the edge of emotional collapse. But Alex? He was enjoying the show.

"Let's be honest," he continued, his voice laced with mockery. "You've had doubts for years, haven't you? You wanted to know the truth, but no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't find any evidence. In the end, you gave up."

He leaned in closer, his lips just inches from her ear. His breath was warm, but his words were ice-cold.

"And yet… despite everything, you still held on to that tiny shred of hope. That ridiculous fantasy."

Sera flinched on that comment and Alex smirked.

"You told yourself that maybe, just maybe, Logan and the others were still your family." He let the words sink in before delivering the final blow.

"You clung to that illusion, even as they pushed you aside and made your life miserable. You kept holding on, desperate to preserve a relationship that was already long dead."

Sera's breath hitched. The truth was too cruel to deny. Alex, of course, knew her story all too well. Like many protagonists in dramatic novels, Sera had a complicated past.

As a child, she had gone missing, an accident that led to her being raised in an orphanage for eight years. A kind-hearted director had taken her in, giving her a home when she had none.

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