Transmigrated into a reversed world-Chapter 69

Cyra felt tempted by his expression, she took the second spoon inside and scooped some putting it into her mouth. She frowned tasting the waxy paper taste and her eyes dim with disinterest.

She dropped the spoon and felt blood was better, she gazed at Zane's pleasure-filled face and felt peaceful and light in her slow-beating heart.

A yawn forced its way out of her mouth and she felt sleepy, she wanted to lay down on the bed but stopped in her tracks when she remembered they had somewhere they were going today at it was already 7:30am.

She frowned and finished putting on her clothes which were a pair of jeans and a woolen top, both black. She combed her waist-long hair and let it fall to her back with the tips fluttering about.

She bought two suitcases, one big one to pack their clothes and the other smaller one to store the golds she would be exchanging.

She brought out five hundred gold bricks, keeping it in the side, and folded their clothes. Zane touched his cold hands, breathing out cold air as savored the aftertaste on his tongue. He smacked his lips feeling this place was heavenly and he didn't want to go back, ever.

Cyra came back from collecting her purchase from a robot. She was stunned but accepted it quickly since they had this level of technology what was stopping them from creating robots. She wondered why the clothes and food order yesterday was delivered by humans. She yawned lazily feeling it was none of her business.

She entered and saw Zane sprawled on the bed, looking lazy and satisfied. Her cold gaze softened when she saw this.

''wear your clothes we are leaving.'' she placed the suitcase on the ground and dragged him from the soft bed to put on his clothes. Zane didn't resist much, he was curious about everything here so he was in a state of new findings.

He wore his clothes that had colors to them unlike Cyra's clothes, feeling the comfortable trousers and cotton soft shirt, he helped her put the clothes in the suitcase swiftly while she placed the golds in the suitcase.

She faced the door and clicked on the door handle and she clicked the checkout button, the handle panel changed to blue. The room key was removed from her bracelet.

Walking out of the elevator with their suitcases, Cyra left the suitcase in the lobby and left with the smaller one.

Zane saw different colors and noises with people passing by on the street. His gaze didn't stay in one place but looked about, taking in his busy surroundings. He smelt a mouthwatering scent from a bakery shop across.

His legs almost walked in that direction but were dragged back by Cyra who was moving in the direction of the bank. He swallowed, feeling tempted, and longingly looked back at every step he took with a mask of pain when the aroma attacked his nose.

Cyra almost felt pity for him and wanted to turn back but they had reached the bank. So she ignored his pained look and walked into the bank.

They saw a different person, they walked up to the counter and the woman looked up, and her eyes stared at Zane with an expression that changed to something disgusting as seconds passed which made Cyra's eyes grow colder.

The temperature became oppressive and cold which brought back the woman to her senses. She shivered, cold sweat coating her face when she saw Cyra's cold emotionless gaze which looked at her as if she was a waste to be disposed of.

She swallowed hard, feeling choked by the throat and she was unable to let out words from her trembling lips.

Suddenly the oppressive air was lifted and she took deep breaths, Cyra looked down and saw Zane's hands coiled against hers. She raised her head and saw his worried face with a question-filled gaze.

She squeezed his hand and shook her head and smiled. Which calmed Zane down a little, he felt worried and scared when her aura changed violently.

Cyra didn't bother to speak words to the shivering woman and flashed her VIP card. The woman with trembling hands tapped on the TC's number and the call was picked.

''ma...y-you..have a v-vip..'' she stumbled badly on her words making the woman on the other end frown, she felt this staff couldn't remain here, she was too unprofessional. The call ended.

After some minutes passed the elevator opened and Elena walked out, her eyes flashed when she saw the familiar face.

She frowned feeling the atmosphere was wrong when she saw her staff trembling and soaked with sweat.

'what happened?' she thought this in her mind but she showed none of this on the surface, she smiled in a welcoming polite manner to them. As soon as the trembling woman saw her leave she slumped weakly on her seat.

''Madam, how can I be of service?'' she said such repeated words like a seasoned customer service.freeweɓnovel.cѳm