Villain MMORPG: Almighty Devil Emperor and His Seven Demonic Wives Chapter 626: Just A Face In The Crowd

Villain Ch 626. Just A Face In The Crowd

Noah turned to Jas, frustration etched across his face. "You had seen how dumb she was. We had spent hours discussing the plan clearly. Step by step. She should do A, yet she did B. What the hell?!" he complained, annoyance lacing his words.

The mory of Mila’s actions seed to needle at him, leaving him bewildered by her seemingly reckless approach.

His annoyance deepened as he continued, "I don’t even understand why she didn’t discuss it with us first. She was just recklessly carrying out her stupid plan without thinking about the consequences." His frustration was palpable, his words punctuated by a sense of exasperation at what he perceived as Mila’s lack of foresight.

"That’s because Vivian was there," Mila defended herself, lifting her head defiantly. Her eyes t Noah’s, a subtle plea for understanding mixed with a hint of frustration.

Noah turned to her, a scowl forming on his face. "Just invite her. Plus one is not a problem," he retorted in annoyance, dismissing what he perceived as a simple hurdle in their plans. Mila’s attempts to explain herself seed to fall on deaf ears.

"B-But… But---" Mila stamred, caught off guard and speechless. The pressure to conform to Noah’s expectations weighed on her, but she hesitated to voice the reservations bubbling within her. Fear of making things worse tightened her throat.

Surprisingly, it was Jas who stepped in, effortlessly continuing Mila’s words. "But she wants to approach him personally, Noah. You know, the seducing ga." Jas delivered the statent in a casual tone, as if discussing the weather rather than the intricacies of a potential romantic maneuver.

Noah’s face contorted into a cringe, the word "EW!" practically written all over it. The re suggestion of Mila playing the temptress sent shivers down his spine. Sure, he was well aware of his sister’s allure. Mila, a top-tier woman with her curvaceous body, impeccably maintained appearance, beautiful face, and a bust that turned heads – there wasn’t a man who didn’t steal a glance or two.

Yet, the thought of Mila being a temptress, especially for soone as ordinary as Allen, made Noah shudder.

In Noah’s eyes, Mila was a catch, a woman who deserved the world. The idea of her employing seduction tactics on soone like Allen, who didn’t hail from their social echelons, was enough to elicit a visceral reaction. Despite Allen’s undeniable attraction to Mila, he didn’t share the sa privileged background as Noah and Jas.

Allen’s claim to fa was his gaming prowess and good looks, not the kind of recognition that resonated in high social circles. Among the elite, Allen was just a face in the crowd.

Noah couldn’t fathom the idea of Allen being worthy of his sister, especially with the stark differences in their social statuses. The disconnect between them beca even more apparent when Noah and Jas realized that Allen, despite knowing Mila’s connection to them, didn’t seem intimidated during their previous encounter.

Even without an explicit introduction, Allen should have recognized the weight of their social standing. Yet, his arrogant deanor persisted, leaving Noah and Jas puzzled about the source of his unwavering confidence.

Reflecting on their first eting, Noah couldn’t deny that Allen’s attitude had been steadfastly indifferent from the start. It was as if nonchalance ran in his veins. ’Maybe it’s in his blood,’ Noah mused internally, a tinge of realization coloring his thoughts.

"You know Mila suits that," Jas chid in again, adopting a light and relaxed tone that sounded like a joke, yet the sincerity beneath it lingered. Jas hesitated to delve into the serious aspects, given the uncharted territory they found themselves navigating. Mila had never expressed an interest in the company’s affairs, making Jas uncertain about her willingness to take on such a role.

The idea of involving her in their strategic maneuvers was a step into unfamiliar territory, and Jas acknowledged the potential risks that lay ahead.

Jas continued, acknowledging the potential challenges that Mila’s lack of experience might pose. "It’s just that if Mila is okay with that, it’s worth a try," he added, optimism tingeing his words. Yet, he couldn’t ignore the fact that Mila, in Noah’s words, was a bit spoiled and naive.

Jas and his family were investors in Noah’s family company, not the owners, giving him a certain level of detachnt. In the worst-case scenario, he could withdraw the invested money, washing his hands clean of the escalating situation. The stakes, however, weighed significantly heavier on Noah’s family.

"No," Noah refused firmly.

Jas turned his gaze from Noah to Mila, seeking her perspective. "How about you, Mila?" he inquired, the casual tone belying the gravity of the question.

Mila felt the dilemma unraveling within her, torn between the desire to be close to Allen and the fear of making things worse. Her heart fluttered with conflicting emotions. "I...I don’t mind," she stamred, her eyes flickering uncertainly between Noah and Jas.

Love for Allen whispered softly in her mind, urging her to take the chance, yet the haunting mories of her earlier missteps lingered like ghosts.

Noah interjected with a stern expression. "No, Jas, she could ss up everything. We can’t risk it," he insisted, his protective brotherly instincts surfacing.

Mila glanced down at her hands, anxiety knotting her stomach. "Noah, I want to help," she admitted, her voice quivering with sincerity. "But I’m afraid. I ssed up before, and I don’t know if Allen would trust again. It’s not just about the company; it’s about us, too," she added, her words laying bare the personal stakes involved.

Noah sighed, his frustration evident. "Mila, you can’t just jump into this without thinking about the consequences. Allen is not just another guy. If this backfires, it won’t just affect the company; it could ruin everything we’ve built. I won’t let that happen. I won’t let your irrational feelings destroy us," he asserted, the protective older brother erging with a resolute determination.

Jas glanced between the siblings, sensing the intricate web of emotions entangling them. "Let’s take a mont, okay," he suggested, a calm diator in the midst of brewing tension.