In the early morning, sunlight spilled onto the slightly disheveled bed. Jonas gazed at Cheryl, who had regained consciousness but still had traces of tears in the corners of her eyes, and couldn't help but smile as he spoke, "It seems the treatment last night worked rather well for Miss Cheryl, wouldn't you say?"
"Hmph," Cheryl huffed, tilting her neck and offering no further words.
She vividly recalled the events of the previous night with Jonas, memories that were far from pleasant for a lady like herself. Even now, she blushed at the recollection and unconsciously began to rub the inside of her thigh. As the matriarch of the Nason Consortium, Cheryl couldn't afford to display emotions like anticipation, desire, or frustration. She adeptly masked her true feelings behind a façade of indifference and cloaked her genuine emotions in detached words.
Jonas saw through Cheryl's true thoughts, but he merely smiled and had no intention of exposing her. Regardless of what transpired within the room... as Jonas claimed, it was all just part of the treatment. As for the specifics of the treatment, they remained unknown. Cheryl, as the subject of the transaction, willingly cooperated with the treatment. For instance, beneath her coat, Cheryl wore not regular attire but a bunny girl costume. Naturally, this was a precondition for the treatment, arranged well before her arrival.
In a sense, Miss Eiffel's speculation wasn't entirely off the mark. However, compared to the scenarios imagined by the young lady, Mr. Jonas's approach to the transaction was more straightforward and direct.
Recalling her almost foolish behavior from the previous night, Cheryl's face flushed with heat. Since the initial treatment, Cheryl often found herself reminiscing about that experience when alone, becoming entangled in its memory. The profound pleasure that penetrated her soul left an indelible mark on Cheryl. Since that encounter, Cheryl had been ensnared in a state of conflict, torn between eagerly anticipating Jonas's next visit and feeling a reluctance to abandon her dignity. However, with time, this conflict gradually transformed into bitterness.
And then came last night's events...
In reality, Cheryl initially harbored some resentment... Yet, as the treatment progressed, that resentment dissipated along with her consciousness. Initially, Cheryl didn't expect this session to evoke the soul-cleansing pleasure she experienced previously. However, contrary to her expectations, after tasting that satisfaction, Cheryl lost consciousness multiple times.
Thus, inevitably, Cheryl succumbed.
Or rather... she partially succumbed.
In summary, "though her words suggest otherwise, her body is quite honest."
For Jonas, this was rather good news. After all, more often than not, the surrender of the body heralded the beginning of complete capitulation for an individual.
However, this would likely only manifest during their next encounter.
As for this time, Jonas didn't set any flags to be raised within three months. Cheryl's conquest was merely a side mission; in the absence of completing the main task, the primary mission naturally took precedence. Such as... the disposition of Miss Tengyu.
Even before this, Jonas had already devised a solution to the thorny problem of Miss Tengyu. Following the incident on the cruise ship, it was impossible for the Destiny Organization to accept Miss Tengyu anymore. With no support to rely on, Miss Tengyu would completely lose hope for life, which was certainly not what Jonas wanted to see.
So, for Miss Tengyu, according to the original trajectory, involving her in the storyline and making her the guide for the original protagonist was undoubtedly one of the best choices. Not only could this draw out the primary threat of the original protagonist, but it could also insert a mole beside him who could provide intelligence at any time, making it a win-win decision for Jonas.
Of course, this win-win situation didn't imply cooperation. Instead, it meant Jonas winning twice on the same issue.
To achieve these conditions... the indispensable aspect was the process of body modification.
"Mr. Jonas, I've found the person you asked me to look for yesterday..."
In the Altair District, within the Veitin Consortium branch, in the top-floor office.
Eiffel knocked on the door and then entered, seeing Jonas Veitin lost in thought as he sat in his chair. Sensing the newcomer, Jonas collected his thoughts and looked at Eiffel with a smile as he spoke, "You've come at just the right time. Tell me, who did you find?"
"It's a recently dismissed mechanical engineer who seems to have some knowledge of biological modification. She's currently making ends meet by running a black clinic."
Eiffel wasted no time on pleasantries and instead continued, "Yudora Ray, the former mechanical engineer at Gote Communications. Three months ago, due to an operational error, Gote Communications suffered a loss of nearly six figures in credit points. After selling almost all her possessions, she barely scraped together that amount... But due to this mistake, nobody dares to hire her anymore."
A mechanical engineer who had worked for a communications company should have been in high demand. After all, mechanical engineers were invaluable talents in this era. A skilled mechanical engineer could often become an indispensable backbone within a company. This Miss Ray could have achieved a class leap, becoming what people derisively called a "company dog" while secretly envying her. However, fate had other plans for her and gave her a hard shove when she needed help the most.
It sounded like an ordinary, mundane worker, but for Jonas, who possessed foresight, these somewhat familiar names were often hidden treasures yet to be discovered in this era.
A high-level white-collar worker, dismissed and destitute, forced to sustain herself by running a black clinic.
Hah, the protagonist template was right there, wasn't it?
Moreover, Mr. Jonas was quite familiar with this name.
—Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked Miss Eiffel to specifically search for her.