Neurolink System in the Modern World

36  Twisted Family

Ji-Hoon Geji (Uncle) POV

"Do you still not have any news about my damn nephew?" I berated as I drove my car back home.

I had been searching for that troublesome nephew of mine, but it seemed like he had just vanished into thin air. What a problematic child. I should have dealt with him earlier. Who would have thought that the damn idiot was smart enough to actually leave the house?

It was my fault for using poison to begin with. Chances are he just didn't drink that water; that kid mostly drinks carbonated drinks, so that's a possibility.

Now the issue is with the inheritance. He's 18 now, so I'm pretty sure he will ask for it.

Only a fool wouldn't ask for money after all that mistreatment. I thought mistreating that kid would lead him to suicide, solving my problem. But who knew he was more strong-willed than I thought?

I even bribed school bullies to beat him up and provided him fake antidepressant drugs! Why would I spend money on real medicine for someone I want to die in the first place?

He's just like that bastard brother of mine, always squirming like cockroaches.

I've transfered most of his parents' wealth to my name. However, if he decides to take legal action, it could pose a different problem. The worst-case scenario involves me having to pay compensation, which is something I want to avoid. That infuriating kid—I'll kill him the moment I see him.

"Don't blame me for killing you. It's your fault for having a stupid father and a slutty mother, you miserable child." I sneered in contempt.

He's always holed up in his room, isolated from the world and without friends. No one would really notice his absence, except perhaps Allysa. She puts on a tough front, but deep down, she's pathetic. She even swapped out the poisoned bottle with a regular one because her conscience got the better of her. Honestly, this entire mess is a result of her not following my instructions.

I'm going to make sure to discipline that woman tonight and fuck her hard and rough, just like always. I've spent a significant amount of money just to pay the debts of her good for nothing parents, so she better show me the respect I deserve.

CRING CRING CRING

The sound of the automatic gate opening jolted me out of my thoughts. I had been lost in my thinking and hadn't realized I was already home.

Without wasting time, I parked my car, entered the front door, and headed straight to the living room.

"Allysa, where are you?" I shouted. My nephew wasn't around, so there was no need for pretenses anymore.

"I'm here," she replied in an unconcerned tone. Her nonchalant attitude was something I'd grown accustomed to. She was absorbed in her phone all the time. To be honest, her only use in this house is satisfying my needs.

"Has that brat come back yet?" I asked, my frustration evident in my voice.

"Nope," she answered.

"Where the hell could that brat be?" I clenched my fist in anger.

"Go take a bath now!" I commanded.

"Alright," she replied. Unlike usual, she didn't display her usual disgusted look when I ordered her around.

Tonight, she seemed different. Maybe she could sense how frustrated and angry I was, which made her more submissive. What a pathetic woman. Hehehe.

"Let me grab something to eat before I fuck her crazy" I mumbled to myself as I headed for the kitchen.

I hadn't really expected having any food available, so I intended to settle for some snacks from the fridge. However, when I noticed there were still leftover chicken wings on the table, I couldn't help but feel hungry. These were actually my favorite food.

"That woman is finally learning how to behave like a housewife," I chuckled as I picked up a wing and started munching on the chicken. They were still hot, so she might have reheated them minutes before I came back.

She's being surprisingly kind right now. Maybe she wants to buy a new designer bag or something. Well, if she satisfies me in bed, then that won't be an issue at all.

"Eh?… is my blood pressure rising?" I mumbled to myself, feeling light-headed. I attempted to get up from my chair, but my knees buckled, and I ended up dropping to the floor .

THUD!

"Allysa!... Ally... I think I'm... having... a stroke..." I forced a shout, panic and fear coursing through me. My body was growing numb, and even my face felt strange. I couldn't believe it. My unhealthy lifestyle was finally catching up to me.

STOMP! STOMP! STOMP!

Luckily, it seemed like she heard me because I could hear her approaching footsteps.

"Faster!" I impatiently urged her.

However, as the footsteps drew closer, what I saw was not my wife legs. It was someone else, wearing male pants.

"Who... are you?" I managed to mumble, my voice weak.

"Don't worry, we'll have plenty of time to talk after you wake up," the stranger replied , but I can feel that he is not here to save me at all.

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Zyden POV

"This pig really ate the whole thing without even suspecting it," I shook my head in disbelief as I looked at my unconscious uncle's body.

Well, it's not like I'm any better. I mean, I died from drinking a bottle of water while he indulged in delicious chicken wings. So, in a way, I think he had the upper hand in that department. I guess avoiding suspicious food can be a life-saving strategy after all.

"Help me carry him to the basement," I commanded Allysa, who stood behind me.

"Yes, Master," she nodded and took hold of my uncle's legs, while I supported his arms.

Together, we carried his heavy body down to the basement, where the real fun was about to begin.

Did he really think he could escape me by having a heart attack and dying? Don't worry, uncle, you'll be begging for a heart attack after I'm through with you.