Chapter 2The Sloth and the CEO

But now, things are bad.

Roman was set up. He's bankrupt.

He's been MIA for days, dealing with the mess.

Dissolving the company, selling assets, paying severance.

As for me.

He didn't even see me in person. Just a text.

"I can't afford a breakup fee."

"The gifts are yours. Keep them."

"Leave."

I was devastated. I slept for 15 hours straight.

When I woke up, a System was in my head.

It said:

This is a novel. Roman is the gloomy villain. I am a plot device canary.

"Just now, right now!" The System yelled passionately. "Pretend to be a gold digger! Slap him! Call him a loser! Dump him to ignite his fighting spirit!"

"Only then can he rise again, meet his childhood crush—the heroine—and start a 200-chapter love triangle saga..."

I covered my ears.

"No."

Slapping and yelling?

Sounds exhausting.

The System threatened:

"As a tool, your mission is to push the plot. If you fail, you get electrocuted."

I used all my strength to roll over.

"Zap me then."

"..."

It gave up.

Please.

I'm lazy, not stupid.

If I actually crushed Roman's dignity...

With his personality?

Once he bounced back...

He'd turn me into mincemeat.