Chapter 467 Opposite
Villain Ch 467. Opposite
The low hum of chatter enveloped the cozy café, creating an atmosphere of tranquility that contrasted sharply with the unease that radiated from Liam and Darren. They sat side by side, hunched over their respective phones, their expressions a telltale sign of annoyance that they struggled to conceal.
Liam's fingers danced across his phone screen to answer Sophia's message. He shot a sideways glance at Darren, who was equally engrossed in his phone. It was clear that neither of them was particularly thrilled about the situation they had found themselves in.
The truth was, they weren't at work, as they had claimed. Instead, they were at the café to meet two other individuals.
That café, nestled in the heart of the city, was a haven of opulence and indulgence. Its interior exuded an air of sophistication that was undeniable, with plush leather chairs and dark mahogany tables strategically placed to create an intimate setting. The walls were adorned with contemporary art pieces, their vibrant colors contrasting with the subdued lighting that cast a warm, golden hue over the room.
The café's patrons, mostly clad in designer attire, sat in pairs or alone, engrossed in conversations or buried deep in their laptops, the soft jazz music playing in the background serving as a soothing backdrop. Waitstaff moved gracefully between the tables, balancing trays laden with delicate pastries and gourmet coffee creations. It was a destination for the city's elite to see and be seen.
Liam and Darren, on the other hand, felt like inconspicuous anomalies in their casual attire. They had opted for comfort over style, assuming that this meeting would be nothing more than a casual conversation between friends. Their sneakers and jeans stood out amidst the sea of tailored suits and elegant dresses, making them feel like outsiders in this upscale sanctuary of indulgence.
Liam slammed his phone onto the café table, a flash of irritation etched across his face. His jaw clenched, teeth grinding in silent frustration as he shifted his gaze towards the window, a simmering storm of annoyance swirling within him. It wasn't a secret anymore. Sophia's increasingly demanding behavior was becoming crystal clear with each passing day, and it didn't sit well with Liam. He and Darren were friends, not her personal servants, and he was growing tired of being at her beck and call.
Darren mirrored the sentiment, though he wore it differently. His frustration simmered beneath the surface, visible only in the drawn-out exhale he let slip. He leaned back in his chair, trying to shake off the irritation without causing a scene in the upscale café.
Across from them, Noah (Lord_Hunter's player) and James (Arrow_Master's player), observed Liam and Darren's silent exchange. The two friends had arranged the meeting, choosing this upscale spot, although it was Liam and Darren who had initiated it.
Liam and Darren had reached a tipping point. It had become painfully clear that Jacob, Elio, and Gilbert had wholeheartedly sided with Sophia in their ongoing drama. The feeling of isolation gnawed at them, and they knew they needed to rally support from their other gaming comrades. It was time to even the playing field, to find allies who hadn't yet taken sides, allies who could bring balance back.
In this critical moment, Noah and James emerged as their best hope. These two were the least likely to meddle in the ongoing feud, and they remained blissfully ignorant of the full extent of the drama that had unfolded. With that in mind, Liam and Darren hoped that Noah and James would take their side, providing them with the much-needed backing they sought.
A marked contrast to Liam and Darren's casual attire, James and Noah sported outfits that exuded a sense of formality. It wasn't quite the typical attire of office workers, but it set them apart from their friends, lending an air of maturity and distinction. James and Noah claimed they had just wrapped up a meeting with their big boss and some clients, their expressions still bearing the remnants of professionalism.
As they settled into their plush seats in the café, Noah couldn't help but notice the shift in Liam and Darren's demeanor. The air was charged with tension, and he couldn't resist asking, "Did something happen?"
Liam sighed deeply, sharing a knowing glance with Darren before launching into the tale of their troubles. "Yeah, you could say that. Sophia's been driving us crazy. She's treating us like her personal minions. Can you believe it? She's the one who's obsessed with that guy, but somehow, we're the ones who have to dig up all the dirt."
"What did she just say to you guys?" James leaned in, curiosity glinting in his eyes as he propped his elbows on the table.
Liam, his frustration simmering just beneath the surface, didn't mince words. "She asked us to investigate her 'beloved ex,' as if we're her private investigators," he grumbled, irritation dripping from his voice. He was fed up with Sophia's demands and the way she seemed to be taking them for granted.
James leaned back in his chair, his expression turning serious. "I mean, what exactly did she say? What's the whole story?"
Darren hesitated, unsure if he should reveal the full extent of Sophia's message to Noah and James. His gaze darted to Liam, silently seeking his opinion. But Liam, without a second thought, swiftly pulled out his phone, displaying Sophia's message for all to see. He didn't bother holding back the photo she had sent, which revealed the mysterious figure beside Allen.
Noah and James leaned forward, their eyes fixed on the screen, curiosity piqued by the unfolding drama. Liam's voice dripped with annoyance as he explained, "She wants us to investigate that old guy, like we're some sort of detective agency."
Noah and James exchanged glances, and their lips curled into smirks. They were clearly not as surprised as Liam and Darren had expected them to be. In fact, recognition flickered in their eyes.
"Oh… this is interesting," muttered Noah.
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