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Curse the Mainframe! - Chapter 137

Published at 19th of September 2019 03:25:05 PM


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"Speak up," Tatiana said, no longer willing to hear any nonsense.

It would have been stranger if she had been. Her heart was practically burning when she thought about how the person in front of her might have participated in the annihilation of her clan.

Dietrich frowned at her reaction. Could it be that he was wrong? Otherwise, why would she bother to ask about the mark left on his blade?

Yet, she seemed unnaturally agitated, so Dietrich was unable to judge whether or not she was friend or foe.

The light in Tatiana's eyes grew colder and harsher, reminiscent of a harsh winter's night. The chill was almost biting, wiping out whatever faint traces of warmth there had been in her eyes.

Yet, her frosty demeanour was inexplicably charming and captivating.

No. He couldn't be wrong about her being a Neil. Having been up close with those eyes, there was no way that he was wrong.

He replied honestly to her. "There hasn't been any news about the destruction of the Neil Clan, nor will it ever fall."

The coldness in Tatiana's eyes directly dropped to frigid temperatures, but there was also a mix of confusion in the depths of those wintry eyes.

Dietrich continued on like he didn't see the waves that his words had set off in her eyes.

"My uncle's friend was the one who made that sword for me," he said carefully. He didn't emit any information, yet he took care not to mention their names either.

Tatiana got up and kicked the chair down, her eyes boring holes into the side of Dietrich's face.

She leaned down, bringing her face close to Dietrich's handsome face. "You're lying," she said, yet doubts had sprouted in her mind. There was a clarity and honesty in the man's eyes that caused her to doubt that he was lying.


Either he was telling the truth, or he was a fantastic actor.

If he really was telling the truth…

"What's your name?" Tatiana asked suddenly, causing the man's impassive mask to crack a little.

Dietrich looked her straight in the eyes. "I'm Dietrich Rothschild, pleased to meet your acquaintance." Even when he'd been kidnapped by a beauty, he still held true to his manners.

"…Tatiana Neil."

She had steeled her heart already, yet his eyes seemed to have struck a hammer onto her, causing her imposing demeanour to lessen a little. Looking honest and handsome, when Dietrich spoke, he seemed to inspire others to trust his words.

He'd heard from his uncle that he was looking for a Tatiana Neil, who should be this young woman in front of him. There hadn't been a trace of deception within her eyes when she said her name, which reassured him. Find authorized novels in Webnovel,faster updates, better experience,Please click www.webnovel.com for visiting.

However, where was the amicable, gentle and friendly crybaby that he'd been promised? He almost doubted his own memories. His uncle had lied to him! And so shamelessly too! He hadn't had a single change in expression when he described the girl that he considered part of his family.

"Tatiana Neil?" Dietrich confirmed. "Alec's big sister?" This had to be her, right? The age matched up as well. She looked to be around eighteen years old.

There was a flash of astonishment in Tatiana's eyes, as well as a tinge of wariness. Her frosty look melted a little. "You… you know my brother?" There was a bud of hope that sprouted in her heart, but she didn't want to nurture it too much. What if her hopes were broken?

"My uncle."

"Your uncle???" Tatiana was understandably confused. Just what had Alec been doing while she was gone? Yet, the more they spoke, the more she was sure that Alec was still alive.

Her heart beat quicker, and her icy gaze continued to melt until the way she looked at Dietrich was very different. However, until she could completely confirm that he was telling the truth, she wouldn't be letting him go anywhere.

"I'll loosen your bonds on the condition that you won't run until I can confirm Alec is really still alive."

"That's acceptable," Dietrich said without showing any signs of negative emotions.

Tatiana used her dagger to cut the ropes that bound Dietrich securely, yet his magic remained out of his reach even when he was cut free. The dagger came dangerously close to drawing blood, a faint warning from her to him.

Of course, she would not allow him to take the antidote that would give him a chance to run away before she was able to confirm his words.

If he'd been lying to her… Tatiana's eyes glinted harshly. There were countless ways for her to play him to death and wish for life. If he wanted to play with her feelings and give her false hope, she would oblige and return the feelings tenfold!

Dietrich rubbed at his wrists, the blood flow quickening now that the ropes were gone. His skin tingled as the prickles started up where he had been bound by ropes.

This little girl was truly harsh to her enemies! She'd tied it so tightly! And so thoroughly too!

Yet, he admired that about her.

Crystalline blue eyes locked onto Dietrich's calm ones. The man hadn't shown any of the discomfort that he should have been feeling, reminding her a bit of Cyrus.

They locked eyes for a solid five seconds, yet Tatiana slowly slid her eyes down, trailing down naked skin. The man had firm muscles everywhere, and a strong eight pack –

Dietrich coughed, smoothly crossing his legs and blocking her view, a flush creeping up on his face. He used his hand to block her view further.

Tatiana smirked when she saw the flush that had started on his face, experiencing a strange feeling of satisfaction that she'd made this unflappable man blush, and left the room, but not before giving him a warning look before she left.

Dietrich let out a faint chuckle, interested despite himself. He hadn't met anyone like her before, who would directly knock someone out before bringing them back to 'question' whether or not it was right or wrong.

Not to mention, she had directly stripped him completely naked, reminding him of Alec's actions back in his home.

He truly wasn't resigned to having to stay around naked in front of a young lady – just thinking about it made his face heat up, but he couldn't bring himself to act without restraint in front of her either. Especially if she was his uncle's big sister…

Did this mean he had an aunt now??

He leaned back in the chair, looking casual, like this was his own place. Even if he didn't feel relaxed, he could fake it with perfect acting. Anyhow, there were no clothes in sight, nor was he willing to lower himself to tear up the bedsheets.

It was to this sight that Tatiana came back to Dietrich sat on that chair with a natural presence that couldn't be ignored.

The chair was solid and hard. It wasn't at all comfortable, yet the man made it seem like the softest, most comfortable chair in the world.

She handed him a bowl of soup without any utensils.

"Thank you," Dietrich said graciously.

Tatiana watched without blinking as he drank the soup, his actions filled with poise.

Despite herself, she was a bit interested in this man. His reactions weren't in line with the way most reacted.

Since he seemed to be related to Alec, she could relax her guard a little…

What she really wanted to know was if he was how he portrayed himself was how he really was, or if he was just acting pretentiously.

Her curiosity was acting up, and she wanted to know badly.

Reaching over for her satchel, she pulled out his sword from inside without blinking, watching his reaction.

Dietrich blinked when he saw his sword appear from inside the satchel that had been so carelessly discarded on the ground, a laugh startled out from him.

This little girl was really brave, ah!

The coolness in Tatiana's eyes receded a bit at his reaction. She really couldn't place his personality.

"Aren't you afraid I might have escaped before you came back, leaving my things there?"

"Not afraid," Tatiana said dryly.

Dietrich was curious. "Why?"

"Then, did you find your sword?" she said with a raised eyebrow.

Dietrich laughed again. "Fine, I'll give that to you."

"Anyway, your clothes aren't in here. You're welcome to charge out naked if you dare," Tatiana said with a smirk.

Dietrich felt embarrassed just hearing her speak. Despite how hard he was trying to repress his embarrassment, there was still a slight flush on his face.

Though he should have been mad that he'd been kidnapped so unceremoniously by a little girl like her, he didn't feel the stir of it at all.

All he felt was his interest piqued, rising higher and higher.

"Are you going to give me my clothes back?"

"Hm," Tatiana said, her eyes dropping to naked skin again, where he shifted slightly. "Fine."

She wasn't reluctant. She just 'forgot' to give him back his clothes, that's all.




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