Quick Transmigration: Counterattack And Rescue System

-What good news do you expect, mom? - I asked intrigued watching how mom didn't want to get away from the mobile phone.

-Sweetie, dad has told me this morning that he has been trying to get the rights to a very special project that could give us many rewards in both, short and long term. That is why I am so impatient to know what they have decided. Today was the meeting in which it was decided who would take over the project. - Mom explained to me as she continued to stroke my cheek at the same time that she held her cell phone. - He should have already called, but all people already knowns what the working world is like. Sometimes meetings get longer.

-But, aren't you worried about the possibility that Dad won't get it? - I asked doubtfully.

-Don't say such foolishness. We both know how well your dad is doing in the business world. Just a few more steps in a good direction and we will reach the height that enjoy families like the Courtois, Mercier, Daract, among other privileged few. - She explained to me while she gave with the hand that didn't hold the cell phone a few small taps on the couch next to her.

I did what in a wordless form my mom told me. I sat on her left side. She turned her body a little towards me to make the conversation much more fluid.

-In addition, the other companies that are also trying to get the project, are small and little known. Your father's is a large company, much larger than the others, and of course, much better known. I'm sure that the one who is going to take over the project is your father.

-And if it's already decided, why are they still in a meeting? What if something bad happened? What if the project is given to one of those companies? Why aren't you worried? - I asked Mom while I was waving her hand that was not occupied. - I know that Dad is a good businessman and that, but not everything in life is calculated . Sometimes inexplicable things happen.

I was going to say something else but I was interrupted by the sound of an incoming call. The noise came from Mom's cell phone so I released the hand I was holding to let her answer the call more easily. Meanwhile I approached my head, and of course my ear, to my mother's head so that I could hear both parts of the conversation. Luckily, Mom put her cell phone in the ear on the side where I was so I didn't need to change my place.

-Sweetie? What happened? We did it? The project is ours? - Mom asked quickly while not realizing that she grabbed my hand and that she was squeezing it strongly.

'Yes, they have given the project to us! I will be there in a while. Today we will have dinner outside. In the Purs-Jean-François Rouquette restaurant. '

-Excellent, honey! I knew you could do it! I also knew that the project would fall into our hands, that it was only a matter of time! - Mom replied cheerfully to dad. - Give us time to get ready honey, you already know how we are. At least don't come home for another two hours.

-Well said mom! Dad, don't come so soon! -I said moving the phone away from my mother's ear and moving it towards mine. - And congratulations!

Content with the good news, I returned my phone to mom and after telling her that I was going ahead of her, I climbed the stairs as I went to my room. Once in there I started looking for what I would wear for dinner.

-It's a fancy restaurant so a set of casual clothes is excluded. Let's see the party dresses... - I looked through the many dresses I had until I found the right one for the occasion. Once the main garment was chosen, the accessories and shoes needed to be chosen. - For this dress... let's see... these silver heeled shoes and for accessories that pendant and bracelet that I like so much and the diamond earrings.

Once the whole set was chosen and laid on the bed, I went to the shower. I showered quickly and went out to get ready. Two hours and fifty minutes later I was already dressed up and ready for dinner. I looked in the mirror before going down to the living room where dad was already waiting for us, whom I had heard arrive not long ago.

"This passionate red dress with lace and an uneven skirt looks great on me. I am a goddess in this dress! You could even say that I am prettier than that spoiled Marielle. Especially now that she has part of her face red." I laughed loudly as I remembered how Marielle's face had looked when I threw my coffee on her. "A pity that the coffee wasn't hotter. That way she couldn't compete with me. I am the only one they should worship. Why I have to share my throne with someone else?! I am not the center of attention in one of the places I go to and it's the first time this happens to me. I don't like it!! " I tensed and watched as I frowned at the thought of 'the nightmare' that I lived in school.

I took a deep breath to make me relax and release the tension in my body. Then I patted my cheeks. "Don't think about it. Maybe this time she was saved, but next time I'll ruin that face that looks so much like mine." I took a deep breath again two more times and then put a smile on my face.

-Now I just have to focus on celebrating dad's success. -I told to my reflection in the mirror.

After saying that and giving myself one last look, I went down to meet my parents.

-You are beautiful! - My dad expressed when he saw me coming down the stairs slowly and like a lady from high society.

-Thank you! Congratulations on getting that project, dad! -I replied.

I approached him and kissed him on the cheek.

-Let's go? - Mom said putting her hand on dad's arm.

-Yes, let's go. - Dad answered putting his other arm in jars so that I put my hand in his arm like mom.

Then we took the car and went to the restaurant.

***

-How is everything going there, Nathan? Have you reached the destination? - Asked the voice that came out of the earpiece that I had put in the ear.

-Yes. I just arrived about two and a half hours ago. I already have 'vision' with the subject. -After finishing saying that, I saw the family leave all together and go to their garage. - Wait a minute, Mike! It seems that the family goes to their car.

As soon as I said that, I crouched in the car I was in and waited until I saw that they left the perimeter of the house. When I had lost sight of them, I started the car and pressed the buttons on the interior screen until the map appeared. I waited for it to load.

-Nadine has already done her magic, right? If not... - I said threateningly to the person on the other side of the earpiece. I was in a bad mood, nobody likes to give his case to another person, but the boss is the boss and his orders must be fulfilled. The other person was quick to respond.

'Of course she has already done her magic! It's Nadine, speed and efficiency should be her last names. '

-Perfect. - I looked at the screen and there it was, a red dot that was moving towards the center of the city.

-I got them. I will proceed to follow them. Tell Nadine to pass me the audio collected from those two hours at the home to my car. While I chase them I want to know what happened inside.

'Received. It may take about two or three minutes. Nadine is selecting only the audio in which someone speaks. '

I waited while following the red dot from a distance. Shortly after, I heard Mike telling me that the transfer had begun and that it was being transmitted. Silence reigned in the car until the conversation between mother and daughter interrupted me.

I listened carefully to everything they said and what had happened in the house. All the audios ended just at the same time as I parked the car in the parking lot near the restaurant.

-Mmmm... Mike, tell Nadine that she needs to look for all the information about that project and the people and companies involved.

'Why so much information? Isn't it just watching the girl? ' Mike asked, bewildered.

-Our boss wants all the information that can be collected about the girl, her family and her life. It seems that he has a personal interest in them. Don't forget to tell her to pass me the connection with the girl's and her parents cell phone. I need to listen to what they do and say inside.

Silence reigned in the communication only cut by a simple 'Understood'.