RE: Perverted Sugar Daddy System-Chapter 413: Hour And A Half

After my talk with Cassey, I let the cute girl depart.

As she said, while Prisca had her eyes on her craft, if she thought her assistant was hogging my attention, unwanted emotions could be birthed.

I didn’t blame Prisca or see anything wrong with her feeling jealous, as it was already an established fact, never outshine or outdo your boss.

The statement held around the world, and I shouldn’t expect it to differ, especially when it concerned two women.

The flight from Rome to France would take an hour and a half, and with Chiara grudgingly taking lessons from Prisca, I mounted my bed and closed my eyes.

I sought sleep, but as I lay there, with the sights of female bodies gone, I went into deep thought.

There was a lot for me to handle, really a lot.

It wasn’t even a matter of delegation, as I had Denise and Nadia, who had other hands dealing with some of my shit.

The issues I had the two women handle, I still thought about, feeling like I needed to personally supervise, and then there were the ones that fell solely on me.

People like Sky Warthog, Jennifer, Kyle Benedict, and the underground boss in New York, those I had to handle on my own.

"Perhaps I should be passive with some of these people."

I stayed with my thoughts for more than thirty minutes, drafting and either saving or trashing plans. Then, before the sleep I had longed for could come, I sat up.

"System."

[You have purchased a high-grade healing potion — 50,000 PSDP.]

After seeing the System’s unbelievable prices and requirements, I had decided to see what the Church had in store, and I cooked up a plan that should work.

I now had a right arm whose only fault was lack of maturity.

Without a second thought, I downed the liquid in the vial that had appeared in my hand and waited.

"You know, you could at least give me some hints on whether what I am trying out is working."

[......]

The System hadn’t been as forthcoming since I travelled to Italy. It seemed I had used up all of my goodwill in my last face-off against Martha.

A healing potion was meant to heal, so I hoped it did just that. My right arm wasn’t in peak condition, so I wanted it fixed.

I couldn’t inspect my body as well as I could my mind, but I did my best to follow for any changes in my body, especially my arm. And I don’t know how, but I fell asleep.

The pilot’s voice reverberating through the speakers in my room was what woke me up, and blinking for some seconds, I stood up.

I met the hostess at the door, the woman looking to call my attention.

"Mr Lawson."

Nodding, I walked past her and took my seat, noting that aside from the two other women who were glancing back at me worriedly, Prisca was strapped in and fast asleep.

"What happened to them?" I quietly asked as the hostess walked by.

"Lucy and Prisca had a drinking competition. The Madam got drunk and passed out."

The absurdness of the hostess’s words had me looking at her retreating form, and before I could turn my sight to the other two women, the culprits behind this situation in particular, I caught sight of the female’s rump.

The woman wasn’t bad, her legs long, fair, and smooth, her face soft and oval, her lips a cherry red, but she wasn’t the taste I wanted serving me aboard my flight.

Nadia always made it a point to cater to my excesses, so I was more than sure it was Denise who had selected my crew.

Though she indulged me, most times she tried to steer me away.

The flight touched down seamlessly, rolling down the runway, the sight of one of the capital’s international airports became visible to me.

"Daddy!!"

The word was softly spoken by Lucy, and slowly I turned to her.

"We’ve arrived. The plane has stopped moving," she innocently said.

"Oh."

I knew the plane had touched down, but I honestly hadn’t been aware of the events that followed.

"How are the others?"

"Cassey is trying to wake Prisca. She’s still asleep."

I didn’t have to think much to understand what had happened. Prisca most likely flaunted her social skills and demeanour a bit too much, and Lucy decided to teach her a lesson.

Being able to hold your liquor was one of the basic skills of social elites. I had no doubt that Prisca was well-versed in this field, but how was she to know that her competitor was a Vampire Princess?

"That was sneaky of you," I said, spreading my legs and offering my baby a seat.

Immediately, the blonde rested her rear on my thighs and then grinned at me.

"Had to teach her some bit, put her in her place."

"But do you understand why I asked that she should tutor you?" 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

"Yes, she actually knows a lot," Lucy grumbled.

"Good. I expect you to stick with her during our stay in Paris."

"What about us?"

"We’ll have some time."

Lucy wasn’t thrilled with the idea of her time with the designer, but she nodded.

Seconds of silence passed, and the woman spoke.

"Daddy, are you okay?"

"Yeah, why?"

"We knocked on the door several times, but you didn’t answer.

The hostess was going to inform the pilot of your situation when you came out."

"I was just in a deep sleep, honey. Nothing to worry about."

"Really?"

"Yeah." I looked into her concerned eyes, pulled her forward, and planted a kiss on her lips.

Lucy was far from normal, but she still had ways to go. If Denise or Martha were here, they would have picked up that I was hiding something, and it wasn’t like I was lying to Lucy.

Truthfully, I had been asleep, but what I failed to mention to the woman was that I had been in a deep nightmare.

"System was that you?"