Chapter 2The "Nice Guy" Challenge

He was holding a bouquet of flowers, walking toward me with deep affection in his eyes.

I was completely grossed out. I didn't expect him to be this persistent.

"Didn't I tell you to leave? Why are you back!"

I grabbed the pepper spray in my bag, watching him warily.

If he made any move, I'd let him have it.

But Jayden just held the flowers out to me.

"Miss, this is a token of my sincerity. Please accept it. I disturbed you so late at night. Once you take this, I'll leave immediately."

His eyes were full of sincerity, as if he really just wanted to apologize.

Thinking of those street-snap influencers I'd met before who were also persistent but just doing their job...

My heart softened slightly.

Maybe I was thinking too badly of him.

I hesitated for a moment, preparing to reach out.

The bullet comments appeared again.

[Bros, here it comes! Another highlight moment for the male lead. Every time he gives flowers, no girl refuses. Waiting for the female lead to slap her own face.]

[Haha, she's gonna be sticking to the male lead like glue soon.]

[All material girls. Can't look away once they see flowers. Women are so cheap.]

My heart tightened. I held my breath and took several large steps back.

Only when I was a meter away from him did I let go of my nose and exhale.

As long as he gives flowers, no girl refuses?

How could there be such an effective method?

My sixth sense reminded me of news about "obedient water"—drugs that make you compliant just by smelling them.

"I don't want your flowers! Get out!"

Jayden's face changed, explaining aggrievedly:

"What's wrong, sister? I'm just giving you flowers to apologize. Did you misunderstand something?"

"Is it because you don't like roses? Are you allergic to pollen? If you don't want them, that's fine. Don't be angry. I'll leave the flowers here and go."

The panic in his eyes wasn't fake.

For a moment, I wondered if I was overthinking it.

But suddenly, dizziness surged in my brain, and I almost lost my balance.

Jayden, who had just turned to leave, exclaimed:

"Miss, are you okay?"

He tried to come forward to support me. I gritted my teeth and shouted:

"Get lost! Take your flowers and get lost!"

Instead of leaving, he moved closer. I panicked:

"I told you not to come near me! Do you not understand human language?"

"If you don't leave, do you want to wait for the police?"

I glared at him fiercely, holding up my phone with "911" dialed.

"Or do you want them to check what you sprinkled on these flowers? What dirty stuff are you hiding? Are you sure you can still be an influencer if this gets investigated?"

At this, panic flashed in Jayden's eyes. He seemed surprised that I knew.

Seeing his expression, I knew I guessed right.

I just wanted to bluff him, but he exposed himself.

This is the so-called male lead in the book?

Disgusting.

There were no girls willing to be with him; they were all tricked.

He used girls' soft hearts to achieve his goals step by step.

The dialing tone sounded, and Jayden's face changed.

I pressed the phone to my ear, glaring at him viciously:

"Hello, I want to report a crime. Someone is..."

Seeing I was serious, Jayden grabbed the flowers and ran away in a panic.

Once he was gone, I collapsed onto the bench.

My brain was heavy, my whole body weak.

That drug was too strong. I only took a whiff, but it still got me.

I looked at my phone, which had just died, and smiled.

Luckily, I bluffed Jayden before it shut down.

Otherwise, it would have been dangerous.

I slapped my cheeks hard three times to stay awake.

Now, I could either go back to my office on the 25th floor to charge my phone or walk 500 meters to the security booth to use their phone.

Thinking it over, I decided to go back to my office.

I was afraid Jayden hadn't gone far and was waiting outside. The security booth was 500 meters away.

Clenching my fists, I walked slowly toward the lobby elevator.

Pressed 25. The elevator doors began to close. I leaned against the wall to rest.

But the moment the doors were about to shut, a large hand blocked them.

I snapped my eyes open.

Jayden, holding the flowers, tilted his head and smiled sinisterly:

"Sister, I thought about it. I still need to give you these flowers."

"Look at you. Phone dead, can't reach your family. How can you go home alone? I still need to walk you. It's safer that way..."

I was struck by lightning, daring not to move.

I didn't expect him to stay and figure out my phone was dead.

Immense panic engulfed me.

In the enclosed space, the smell from the flowers grew stronger.

The dizziness worsened. My whole body went limp. Jayden's voice sounded distant.

"Sister, come with me. I know you're a good girl. You'll say yes, right?"

He reached out his hand to me.

My remaining consciousness screamed to refuse, but my hand raised uncontrollably.

Tears streamed down my face. My mind was fuzzy.

Just as I was about to touch his hand, I bit my tongue hard.

The metallic taste of blood filled my mouth, giving me a moment of clarity.

I grabbed the pepper spray from my bag and sprayed it right in his eyes.

The spicy smell filled the air. Jayden let out a blood-curdling scream.

He never expected me to fight back, so I succeeded.

I grabbed my bag, smashed him away with all my strength, and ran.

Just then, a security guard was patrolling. I ran towards him.

"Help! Help! Someone's trying to kidnap me!"