The Contract Marriage (COMPLETED)

Chapter 24

"If you go to Suppasit Prince's bookcase, to second drawer on the leftmost side, you'll find a small box there; and inside it, is the answer to what you want to know."

Gulf stood before the bookcase, the words Zee spoke earlier replaying in his mind. That bookshelf of Mew's was rather high, so he used a step ladder to climb up; going for the second drawer on the far left, to the box Zee had spoke of.

It was an antique looking wooden box, covered in many intricate designs which were exquisite and beautiful.

Taking the case into his hands made Gulf feel quite nervous, to the extent where his hands actually began to tremble as the constant feeling of it being like he was peeking at some mysterious object over took him.

He did not try to open the box at first, he only stared at the thing intently, while the two opposing thoughts: "Open" and "Don't open", bounced against one another, as if they were the multiple choice answers on a sheet of paper laid out before him.

His mind warned him doing something like this was wrong, and that spying on Mew's private things without his consent was very bad.

But, his heart told him this thing should be something regarding him, otherwise Zee would have been unlikely to tell him about it to begin with.

Besides, he wanted to know the answer to those things Zee had said, and ultimately, why Mew wanted to make such a contract with him.

Without a doubt, his emotions prevailed over his rationality in the end. So with the intake of a deep breath, Gulf slowly opened the box. The box's latch made a soft "click" echo within his hand when it unlocked, and in that split second, Gulf heard the sound of his own heart pounding.

Surprisingly, there was nothing particularly special inside the box. So far, just an old piece of newspaper—looking a bit yellowed—resting atop its other contents.

Upon seeing the newspaper, Gulf was a little stunned; not understanding what Zee's intent could have been in making him see it. He then took out the newspaper and read the date on its cover: July 25th, 20xx.

——This newspaper was from five years ago.

Why would Mew treasure and preserve an old newspaper like this? Gulf did not understand.

Now putting back the box, Gulf opened the newspaper and read the capitalised front page headline of the leading news story——Suppasit Group's Next Heir, Mew, Receives Secret Invite to Attend the XXth Youth Standalone Webgame Competition: So could this mean the Suppasit Group is possibly stepping foot into the online gaming industry?!

Below this headline, one-third of all the titles were all about Mew.

Gulf, "..."Is narcissism that Prince Baby's reason for wanting to hoard popular newspaper headlines of himself and keep them in that box? Could that Prince Baby actually turn out to be more of a narcissist than a tsundere?

Knowing fully well such a thing was out of the question, Gulf still could not help but laugh after he thought about it, as he took a careful look at the Mew from back then. Comparatively speaking, there was not that much difference between the Mew in that picture to his current appearance. His features were still quite handsome, and his expression was still rather indifferent; but now it seemed like those features, along with his temperament, became even more refined, more mature—more...composed. That photo, suddenly made Gulf become more curious as to what Mew was like those years back, especially whether or not he was such a sharp-tongued tsundere as he was now.

Yep, he must've still been like that. He was probably born that way, Gulf thought, before he returned his gaze to the newspaper's contents.

The article from five years earlier was about a webgame competition where Mew, who was invited as a mysterious guest, received a great deal of attention from the media. It also had quite a number of people guessing whether his acceptance of the invitation to a competition like that had something to do with the next direction his company would advance in.