Cracking Mr. Codehead (DA Series Book 3)

Chapter 18

Illaria Point of View

I plastered my ear to the closed door and tried my best to hear what is going on inside.

This is the first time I truly regret that the doors of my hotel rooms are absolute soundproof. I only thought it would give the guest good privacy if the doors are also soundproofed but who would know that I would regret my own selfless decision one day?

Nonetheless, I continued to dig a hole into the door with my ear and just listen to the great thing going on, on the other side.

Asmund, who is beside me tried to listen as well but after a minute and several trials, he came to a realization that he cannot hear anything so he just casually gave up.

"Ms. Allard, even if you pull out your eardrum and squeeze it through the small negligibly thin opening between the door and the doorpost, you still cannot make it out what exactly is happening inside. Why try at all, we will just wait for Mr. Almond to come out and tell us."

"Asmund, this is of great importance to us. Isn't it quite natural that I'm curious and anxious about it?" I whispered, although I know that even if I talk loudly, I will not be heard by the people inside.

It has been nearly fifteen minutes since Devon went inside and closed the doors behind him, I wonder what was taking him so much time.

"Say, will the trick work to our favor?" I asked Asmund casually. Glancing at him diagonally, I scrunched my eyebrows, gesturing him to speak.

He just looked at me with an expression clearly saying you-wish and shook his head. "Nope."

For a moment, I was startled by his answer. "You think it would still not work? Not even Devon can do it?"

"Ma'am, how much do you understand Mr. Mayhem?" Uh, now this is something not easy to answer.

How much do I understand disco ball!

I know he is extremely weird.

I know he is a headache.

I know he has strange glaring sense of aesthetics.

I know his mind doesn't work like normal people on the planet.

I know he has strange mental disorders.

I know he is almost unbreakable when it comes to his personality.

He can break anyone but not just anyone can break him, that much I could understand.

Looking at the slight realization dawning on my face, Asmund nodded proudly at me. "You see? Mr. Mayhem, for one, is anything but he is not a man with stable mindset. Do you think Mr. Almond, who is a considered a glory among men – by you – can handle a mental case?"

To be very honest, I actually kind of believe Devon can handle Uno Mayhem.

"I do." My response startled Asmund.

"You do? Why?"

"Because Almonds and Almond family is not for beginners." I grinned and turned my focus towards the door again.

Almond family, by itself, is a family of disorders and madness. For a person from Almond family to handle a normal person like Uno Mayhem is like Koreans eating noodles with chopsticks.

It's that easy.

Ten more minutes later, The door slowly opened and just in time, I moved back, not to appear eavesdropping.

Devon walked out slowly and closed the door behind him. I wanted to go inside and be smug in front of disco ball but Devon stopped and took me and Asmund to the hotel lounge area.