CHAPTER 505: A BROTHER’S TREAT (PART TWO)

Tomorrow, besides meeting Leo’s black fan, Micah had another motive to wear Asena’s disguise. He was finally going to meet Silas as BashfulWallFlower.

After returning to Isatis city, he had turned on his old phone and opened that ominous app again to see what had happened during his absence.

Surprisingly, it wasn’t anything new from Silas. But the problem was the other sub, the one with the username TameMeIfYouCan. That stupid boy had not only tarnished the app’s reputation but, most importantly, dragged Micah’s username, BashfulWallFlower, through the mud. He had turned the place into a mess, spreading drama and making other accounts go against each other. It was completely a battlefield.

Micah hadn’t cared at first, thinking it had been a mistake to ever join the app. He was about to delete it entirely when he noticed a message from the admin.

INeedaWarden: Miss Bashful, due to multiple complaints we have received regarding the username TameMeIfYouCan, attempting to sabotage you, the community has decided to ban that user. As compensation, we’re offering you an exclusive contract with any Dom of your choice, granting you a special privilege. Once again, we deeply apologise for the incident and hope you continue to be a part of our community.

Micah had stared at the screen for a full minute, utterly flabbergasted. Not only was his plan no longer ruined by that villainous sub being banned, but he had also been handed such a golden opportunity to use against Silas.

No. He couldn’t pass it up. Not after he had been used by that perverted doctor to lure Darcy to his apartment. If it weren’t for Clyde arriving in time that night, Micah didn’t know what might have happened to them.

Silas surely would have forced Darcy to compromise. And Micah knew Darcy. He was too kind-hearted to dismiss Micah’s condition or make things difficult for him. They had really been at Silas’s mercy that night.

Micah shuddered, remembering it, his hands curling into loose fists.

No. Silas wouldn’t get away so easily.

That was when Micah decided. He would accept the offer. He would pick Silas, the man who despised women, and appear before him as Asena.

He would use that special privilege in that contract to trap Silas.

He had pondered it for a long time. Silas had made it clear he wouldn’t touch him, not while believing he was a girl.

Should he force Silas into intimacy, breaking the man?

Or should he blindfold Silas, humiliate him, and take a picture as blackmail material?

The app’s contract was supposedly confidential. But if Micah played it right, it could become a powerful weapon, a leverage to finally turn the tables.

That night, Micah’s devilish thoughts had run wild, he had even laughed wickedly, creeping out his roommates.

By the time the laughter faded, Micah had already made up his mind. He would see the contract first, understand the terms, and decide how far he was willing to go. He had no idea what exactly was written in it yet. But he had a feeling that once he saw it, the next step would come easily.

Micah snickered wickedly all of a sudden. Nora flinched, surprised. "What the heck?" she clutched her chest. "Are you plotting revenge on my big brother for ditching us?"

Micah composed his expression quickly. "Of course not. Come on, let’s order," he said, and beckoned the waiter.

Nora studied him for a second, but didn’t ask more questions. The issue between Darcy and Micah was too sensitive to simply bring up casually.

Micah ordered a full-course meal. A little excessive for two people, maybe, but he wanted to treat Nora properly. The table soon filled with dishes that shimmered under the soft light, juicy steaks, golden shrimp tempura, a basket of warm bread, and even a small pot of creamy soup that steamed between them.

Micah cut the steaks for Nora and placed them in front of her. "So," he started casually. "How do you feel about changing schools?"

Nora looked up from her plate, blinking. "Who? Me?"

"Yeah," Micah said, leaning his chin on one hand. "I’ve been thinking it might be a good idea after you guys moved near campus. It’s hard for you to commute this far. And I know it’s sudden, but there’s this school I have in mind, the one Cora, my cousin, is attending." He smiled encouragingly. "It’s a girls’ high school, really good reputation, academic and social prestige without too much drama. The teachers are nice and there are no boys there. That’s the bonus!"

Nora chewed slightly, eyes lowering to her plate. Her hands fidgeted slightly, twisting the edge of her napkin.

Micah tilted his head, catching the hesitation in her movement. "Are you worried about the tuition fees?" he asked, then chuckled. "I told you I am going to serve you a full course of brotherly love tonight. And don’t worry about Darcy, your older brother, I’ve talked to him already. He is fine with it."

Nora’s eyes widened. "You did?"

"Of course," Micah said with a grin. "I wouldn’t make such a decision without asking your brother first. He was a little stubborn about it, but he agreed in the end."

"Can I see it first? Before transferring, I mean." Nora asked.

"Yeah. Certainly. I can get a visit permit next week." Micah replied. "We’ll go together and look around."

Nora nodded and put another piece of steak into her mouth. Her eyes darted across the room as if distracted.

Micah noticed it. "What’s the matter?"

Nora took a sip from her cola. "I don’t know... I feel someone is watching me."

Micah’s expression sharpened slightly, though he kept his body relaxed. He didn’t turn his head abruptly; instead, he adjusted his seating and checked his surroundings through the corner of his eye. Most were high-class guests dining here. Couples, businessmen, and families. Nothing stood out.

Micah didn’t ignore Nora’s hunch. With the familiar figure he thought he had seen earlier, a bad feeling rose inside him.

Perhaps he should stop dining out altogether. Nothing good ever came of it.