Harem Overlord: I ALWAYS Finish Quick!
Chapter 120 Green-Haired Bimbo

Leaving his palace, Ryan returned to his bedroom to see Grace lying on his bed, still sleeping from the grief she was experiencing after losing her mother and the village.

"I wish I could say it gets easier," Ryan muttered. "But I'd be lying."

Exiting his dorm room, Ryan headed toward Le Booty.

Ever since Ester had killed the two people following Ryan, he had periodically checked to see if the military had sent more people after him, but as far as Ryan could tell, there was no one.

Stopping to check one more time, Ryan felt two auras enter his domain. This time, however, they were too strong to detect.

'Looks like they brought out the big guns,' Ryan thought.

Walking directly to the front of the line, Ryan only glanced at the waitress, seemingly prepared for him, and bowed as he passed.

'Having friends does have some benefits. But having friends with benefits is better.'

Entering the same elevator as his previous trip here, Ryan was about to close the door when he heard, "Wait!"

A gorgeous green-haired beauty wearing a white dress stepped into the elevator just before the doors closed. The girl looked at Ryan, saying, "Sorry about that."

As the woman politely nodded and moved to the side opposite Ryan, he couldn't help but notice how her large breasts shook with each movement.

She wore white high heels, which also accentuated her sizable buns.

"Oops!" Abruptly the woman cried out and tripped over her high heels, crashing into the elevator buttons.

[Emergency Stop Engaged]

A loud siren blared, and the elevator screeched to a halt.

Slowly rising from the floor, the woman sheepishly said, "I'm so sorry."

Ryan shrugged, "Accidents happen."

Ryan had never tried wearing high heels, but Aliza said it was the hardest thing she'd ever done besides cultivating.

'I still never understood what she meant by cultivating,' Ryan thought, shaking his head.

'Probably just another coincidence.'

Coming out of his thoughts, Ryan asked, "Do you know how long this thing will be stopped?"

Watching the woman shake her head, Ryan sighed and decided to chat up the pretty lady since he had nothing else to do.

"My name's Ryan," he introduced himself with a smile. "And you are...?"

The woman smiled and extended her hand, saying, "Jessica."

"Nice to meet you, Jessica." Taking the woman's slender fingers in his own, Ryan added, "I hope you're not hurt."

"Oh, no, it didn't hurt!" She exclaimed. "I don't think I've ever fallen like that before!"

"No, you don't look like the kind of woman who often trips in front of a man."

Looking at Jessica closely, Ryan realized that she wasn't wearing any makeup. Aside from being tall, blessed with bountiful plump assets, and having luscious green hair, there was something familiar about Jessica he couldn't quite put his finger on.

Ryan turned to look at the panel on the elevator. "Let me see if I can do something to get us out of here."

Jessica pulled back his arm. "Oh, you don't need to worry your beautiful head about that. Just let the people who run the elevator worry about that."

Ryan looked at Jessica quizzically, "What do you mean by that?"

"Oh," she tittered and slapped his shoulder. "I just mean with someone who looks like you," she squeezed his biceps," with all the strength and brawn." She put her hand on his chest to feel his pecs. "I mean, you don't have to use that pretty head of yours."

Ryan tried to back up, but unfortunately, there was nowhere to go. So finally, he gave a little side step to signal his discomfort.

He snorted. "You do know that men can be both strong and smart."

Jessica tittered. "You're so cute when you talk like that. I love that you believe that."

Ryan closed his eyes and gave his head a little shake. 'A lion does not worry about the bites of fleas.'

"I mean," Jessica continued, batting her eyes, "why would you want to waste any of that muscle power by trying to figure out something as ridiculous as a little stuck elevator?"

She licked her lips. "After all, there are more important things to figure out."

"Oh yeah," Ryan leaned back against the cold metal of the elevator wall, "like what?"

Jessica curled her hair around her finger and looked him up and down.

"Well, first off, I'm sure someone like you could benefit by having someone like me on your side backing you up?"

"Interesting,'' said Ryan, realizing his jaw was beginning to hurt from clenching his teeth.

"Well," she gave a little laugh. "I know I'm beautiful, but that's beside the point," she said, running her hands up and down her body.

"But also, I have a lot of money and power that someone like you, I'm sure, would be pleased to have at your side." A satisfied smile lingered on her face as if waiting for shouts of appreciation to come from Ryan.

Ryan said sarcastically, "So you're saying I should sit and look pretty for you, and you will support me and be my sugar mamma?"

Jessica shivered in delight. "Doesn't that sound lovely? You could even move in with me. You don't have to do one single little thing with that cute head of yours. All you have to do is please me and use those muscles, taking care of all my needs." Her face flushed, her eyebrows wiggled and she pouted her mouth for a kiss.

Suddenly the elevator jolted; Jessica gave a little screech and fell back, her butt planting on the floor. The doors slid open, and Ryan stalked out.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute!" Jessica begged. "Aren't you going to help me up?"

Outside the elevator, Ryan pushed the down button and, not even looking at Jessica, said, "Let me think about it. I'll get back to you."

'What a crazy woman. I'm sure that line works on some people, but it sure doesn't work on me. How dare she think that I'm just a nobody who looks good. I mean, I do look good, but really, she's too much!'

He slid open the doors to the private event room and faced an empty table.

He shook his head. "Where is that woman?" 'If only I hadn't run into shabby sugar mamma today, I could've gotten Yoko back!'

He ran from the room down the stairwell. 'Maybe I just missed the Duchess.' He stopped at one of the floors and sent a message to the Duchess.

<Sorry I missed you. I got held up. I got stuck in the elevator with some bizarre, green-haired bimbo. Are you still in the building?>

He waited a minute with no reply.

<Let me know when we can meet up again. I really would like the egg.>

Meanwhile, too embarrassed to move, lying on the elevator floor, Jessica sighed, 'What did I do wrong? He should be begging me for my attention right now.'

Just then, a message popped up. <Sorry I missed you. I got held up...>

"Bimbo!" The Duchess cried, "He thought I was a bimbo? Now I'm really embarrassed!"

"Does this mean he turned down my offer?"