My Soul card is a Reaper

In the middle of the crowded checkpoint, she almost fell.

Victor Steele had no choice but to support her briefly and help her walk through the security gate. After that, he immediately handed her over to her assistant and walked away.

He hadn't expected that such a small gesture would explode across the internet like a wildfire.

Now those few seconds of contact had already been twisted into a romantic scandal.

Victor Steele swirled the wine in his glass and frowned slightly.

Just as he was considering whether he should send Isabella Cruz a message to explain the situation, Enric Garcia's WhatsApp notification popped up.

He opened the group chat.

Almost immediately, the fourth and fifth brothers replied beneath Enric Garcia's desperate message, asking what had happened.

Enric Garcia, who had already been holding back a stomach full of grievances, instantly exploded the moment someone asked.

He poured everything out in one breath.

From the moment Isabella Cruz made him chase her all over the city, to how she bullied him, humiliated him, and finally smashed a bottle of Burgundy and made him pay the bill.

Of course…

He very wisely skipped the part where he had lost her in the first place.

Fourth Brother and Fifth Brother finished reading the long rant quickly.

Then, almost at the same time, they typed the exact same sentence.

"Third Brother… didn't you read today's news?"

Enric Garcia paused.

"What news?"

Fourth Brother immediately sent a laughing emoji.

"Third Brother!!! You're really outdated. Second Brother has already made the headlines, and you didn't even notice? If you miss today's show, you might never see another one like it!"

Fifth Brother followed closely behind.

"What are you talking about? Our Second Brother usually hates appearing in public. This time, he was photographed with the famous Sienna Vale, and the photo isn't even edited. What does that mean?"

"Third Brother… you figure it out yourself."

Seeing this, Enric Garcia suddenly remembered the headline he had glimpsed earlier in the café.

At that time, he had only glanced at it casually and joked about it to Isabella Cruz.

After all, Victor Steele was someone who almost never allowed himself to be photographed.

Rumors about him appeared every day.

So Enric Garcia hadn't taken it seriously at all.

But now that the others mentioned it...

He quickly opened the news page.

The headlines filled the screen one after another.

Airport photos.

Close-up shots.

Rumors.

Speculation.

And Sienna Vale standing beside Victor Steele.

The more Enric Garcia read, the darker his expression became.

Sienna Vale!!!

His second brother was actually with Sienna Vale!!!

In the next second, the group chat was flooded with Enric Garcia's howling messages.

"DAMN IT Victor Steele!!!"

"YOU'RE SO UNKIND!!!"

"Didn't we make an agreement? When Sienna Vale returned to Averton, I was supposed to introduce my goddess to you first!"

"And now you steal her halfway through???"

"Do you have any shame at all?!"

Enric Garcia did not have many great ambitions in life.

Nor did he have any noble ideals.

His only real hobby…

Was women.

Back when he was ten years old, his teacher once handed out a questionnaire asking students to write down their dreams for the future.

While other children wrote things like "scientist," "astronaut," or "doctor," Enric Garcia had carefully written:

"In this world, beautiful women are like flowers blooming everywhere."

"The most beautiful flowers deserve to be appreciated."

"Dear beautiful teacher, I like you. Can you be my girlfriend?"

The result?

The very next day, his parents were summoned to school.

The teacher wanted to investigate his family environment carefully and create a special education plan.

In the teacher's opinion, a child who showed such… romantic tendencies at such a young age must have been influenced by improper behavior at home.

Unfortunately for that theory...

Enric Garcia's parents were both former military officers.

Even after leaving the army to start businesses, their lifestyle remained extremely strict and disciplined.

Enric Garcia had never looked like a serious person.

When the teacher misunderstood his family background because of that ridiculous questionnaire back then, his father had been so furious that he stormed straight into the classroom, grabbed Enric Garcia by the collar, dragged him onto the sports field, and kicked him twice without mercy.

His backside had been bruised for days.

For an entire week, he couldn't even sit down properly during class.

But every time he saw the beautiful female teacher, he still grinned brightly. Sometimes he even picked two wildflowers from the roadside and placed them on her desk as a gesture of goodwill.

In the end, the school and the teacher came to a unanimous conclusion.

This student…

Was hopeless.

If he continued like this, it would already be a blessing if he simply grew up to be a Playboy. As long as he didn't turn into some criminal that endangered society, they would consider their educational mission a success.

Looking at the present situation—

The teacher's prediction had been astonishingly accurate.

Enric Garcia had indeed grown into exactly what they imagined.

A Playboy.

At the very least, he had never crossed any serious lines.

His days were filled with chasing after beauties, flirting, enjoying life, and occasionally getting into trouble.

And honestly, he thought this lifestyle was quite relaxing.

But even among the countless beautiful women he liked—

Sienna Vale was different.

She was the national goddess.

For years, he had secretly dreamed that if one day he could truly win Sienna Vale's heart, he would change his ways completely.

He would cultivate his character, stop looking at other women, get married immediately, have children, and live happily ever after.

Victor Steele knew all of this.

If Victor Steele simply dated Sienna Vale normally, Enric Garcia could still accept it.

But this?!

This was stealing someone halfway through!

The more he stared at the photos of Victor Steele and Sienna Vale walking side by side, the more miserable he felt.

He almost smashed his phone in frustration.

At that moment, however, the calmest person in the group was Brett McGrath.

Seeing the WhatsApp group descend into chaos, Brett McGrath quietly put down his documents and typed a message.

"Third Brother, calm down."

"There are plenty of baseless rumors in the entertainment industry. Don't accuse Second Brother yet. Let's hear what he has to say first."

Among the five of them, the eldest brother's authority was unquestionable.

When Brett McGrath spoke, the others usually quieted down.

Even Enric Garcia did.

He stared at the screen so intensely it looked like he might burn a hole through it.

Seconds passed.

Then finally—

Victor Steele's profile picture appeared.

A single message slowly popped into the chat.

"Did she really smash the wine?"

Enric Garcia nearly exploded.

What the hell did smashing wine have to do with Sienna Vale?!

"Second Brother is obviously changing the subject, okay?!"

He was so furious his eyes nearly popped out.

On the other side of the city, Brett McGrath read Victor Steele's reply and chuckled softly.

He set his phone down with a relaxed expression and returned to his work, letting the younger ones continue their chaos.

Meanwhile, Charles Monroe and Kevin Peterson exchanged amused looks.

Their fingers moved quickly.

"Second Brother, ignore this lunatic Third Brother. His IQ has been eaten by a dog," Charles Monroe wrote mercilessly.

Kevin Peterson immediately added fuel to the fire.

"Exactly. Second Brother stole your goddess, so why don't you steal his?"

"Aren't you sitting next to a great beauty right now?"

Enric Garcia's brain was already operating at zero capacity after losing his "goddess."

When he read that message, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He slapped his forehead.

"Damn right!!!"

Then he furiously typed in the group chat.

"Victor Steele, JUST YOU WAIT!"

"I'M GOING BACK RIGHT NOW TO SLEEP WITH MISS CRUZ!"

"LET'S SEE HOW YOU LIKE SOMEONE STEALING YOUR GIRL!"

The moment Victor Steele saw that message...

His expression turned ice-cold.

Without hesitation, he exited WhatsApp, opened his contacts, and dialed Enric Garcia's number.

The call connected instantly.

Victor Steele's voice came through the phone like winter frost.

"Enric Garcia…"

"Is your brain filled with sperm?"

No matter how slow Enric Garcia could be sometimes, even he could hear that Victor Steele was scolding him.

Naturally, he was instantly unhappy.

"Second Brother!" he protested loudly. "I've always treated you like a real brother. But you actually steal your brother's woman without even saying hello?"

"Who cares about your Sienna Vale?" Victor Steele cut him off coldly.

There was a brief pause on the other end of the call. When he spoke again, his voice dropped slightly, sounding a little stiff.

"That photo… happened because Sienna Vale's high heel broke at the airport. I just helped her stand up."

People like Enric Garcia were exactly like that.

Simple mind. Strong limbs.

They got angry easily, but they also forgot their anger just as quickly.

The moment he heard the explanation, Enric Garcia's entire mood flipped upside down.

"Second Brother, you're not lying to me, right? That's really what happened?"

Victor Steele frowned, his face darkening slightly.

"When have I ever lied to you?"