Chapter 4The Exit Plan

But...

The System chattered in my brain:

[Host, as long as you get Archer's favorability to 50, then leave resolutely! Leave him for the female lead's sister to comfort and heal. Then you can get the mission success reward: a healthy body for life and thirty million dollars.]

Right, I accepted the mission to cure my illness.

And my mission is to be a boring and uncharismatic woman.

Through years of entanglement, make the male lead realize his feelings and be with the female lead.

Then make the male lead's bro realize his feelings and be with the female lead's sister, completing the pairing.

I'm just a ruthless tool for completing tasks!

No time to play family dramas or tragic romances with them.

I asked internally: [What's Archer's favorability towards me now?]

System: [Currently not displayed, we'll know when it changes.]

I nodded indifferently.

I could guess even without knowing, probably zero. Luckily favorability can't be negative.

Hearing Holden's words, Archer laughed noncommittally.

Just then.

A gentle female voice sounded: "Holden, Archer, what are you chatting about..."

She paused, obviously noticing me in Archer's arms.

Bella hesitated: "This is?"

Archer leaned down slightly, whispering in my ear:

"Miss, would you like to introduce yourself?"

He asked politely, seemingly understanding.

But only I knew, he was being bad!

I shook my head frantically.

Archer shrugged: "She's shy."

Buried in his arms, I nodded in anger and shame.

Bella was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Looking at the back, she looks a lot like Holden's ex-wife."

Her words fell.

The silence between the few people contrasted sharply with the noisy bar.

Holden looked back coldly: "What?"

Archer's palm covered my lower back, raising an eyebrow, "Serious?"

His lazy and playful look made Bella unsure.

Her lips moved, just as she was about to smooth things over, Holden said lightly: "She wouldn't come to a place like this."

"True," Bella smiled and agreed, "Holden's ex-wife is the good wife and mother type, of course she wouldn't come to a bar."

"Please," a clear voice rang out, "What era is this? What's wrong with coming to a bar?"

A girl walked over with her arms crossed, holding Bella's arm, "Sis, that woman only stays at home and doesn't go out. Good wife and mother my ass... didn't see brother-in-law or that brat liking her much."

Bella pinched her cheek, saying helplessly: "How can you say that?"

But there was no blame in her tone.

They didn't know that I once went to a bar for a friend's birthday, and Holden gave me the cold shoulder.

I stayed silent, catching a glimpse of Holden turning to leave.

Bella froze for a moment, then followed. Before leaving, she dragged away her sister, Chloe, who kept glancing at Archer.

The girl pouted, seeming to glare at me at the end?

I shook my head secretly.

It seems completing the mission is a heavy responsibility and a long way to go!

Everyone was gone, I lowered my head and stepped back a few paces.

I was prepared for Archer's ridicule.

After all, he had said many times that once Bella came back, there would be no place for me beside Holden.

And I fought him hard back then.

Now facts proved he was right.

But Archer didn't speak. His long fingers wrapped around my waist, leading me out of the noisy bar.

The street at night was cool.

Seeing me looking at him blankly, Archer raised an eyebrow and slightly loosened his hand on my waist.

I immediately stumbled two steps.

"Drunk like this, can you walk by yourself?" He slowly wrapped his arm around me again.

...True.

To create the plot of hitting on him while drunk, I did drink a lot just now.

Archer dialed a number, "I'll call a driver to take you home."

I froze, then grabbed his phone.

Meeting his inquiring gaze, I stammered: "The house is empty, I heard there are thieves nearby..."

System speechless: [Host, this excuse to stay over is too stupid.]

I rolled my eyes internally: [He won't agree anyway, okay? I just want to show my frailty appropriately. Staying over is not urgent at all—]

"Then stay at my place?" Archer spoke.

I looked up in surprise.

The man lowered his eyes with interest, meeting my gaze.

Me: "Oh, oh, okay, sure."