Secret Agent, Counterspy (?????????) | Rewritten From Chapter 51+

Chapter 87- For Goodness Sake, Kozak, Just Forgive Arista! [1]

Dr Kozak smiled and hugged him.

"Sorry. Was just paranoid there."

"....Which is exactly the reason on why you need to sleep! Look at you Demetrius! You look frustrated."

Dr Kozak just shrugged, promising (and possibly lying to) Ezekiel that he would sleep later on today, then they talked about Valentina for a while.

"So you really killed your sister?"

Dr Kozak rolled his eyes at him.

"No, Ezekiel, I killed my coat hanger's best friend's dog's cousin's neighbour's wife. Yes, I killed my sister!"

Ezekiel also rolled his eyes, in a comical way though, not sarcastically like Dr Kozak had just done.

"Jeez. You didn't have to get so sarcastic about it, Demetrius. I was just asking you a yes or no question."

Dr Kozak didn't know what to say. He was actually half sleeping himself but woke himself up once he had realised this.

Once again, Dr Kozak and Ezekiel were talking and laughing for a while, until Agent Ezekiel left.

After about two seconds of leaving the laboratory, Ezekiel then came back again to hug Dr Kozak, telling him that he was the bestest friend in the world and that no one or nothing could change that, ever.

Dr Kozak was once again, working in the laboratory by himself, not actually minding the party music, when all of a sudden someone knocked on the door once again.

"Ezekiel, is that you?"

"No...." The voice replied back. "I'm pretty sure we're related."

Except this voice was coming from a female this time, not a man.

Dr Kozak knew who it was (his daughter) but wasn't entirely sure, so to double check, he went on his CCTV camera to the front of his laboratory door, rolled his eyes, and then spoke into the microphone.

"Arista what do you want?" He asked her, sounding really agitated all of a sudden.

Mainly because she destroyed his "precious" gun and he was still annoyed at her.

"Hey dad." Arista echoed back, looking at him from the CCTV camera that Dr Kozak was malignantly staring at her with. "Maybe if you just let me inside, then maybe we can talk and sort this out-"

"No!" Dr Kozak told her, slamming the microphone on the table. "I am done with you! You are not my daughter anymore. Go away!"

Arista didn't listen to him though. She just stood there.

"Fine then. I'll just sing a song until you let me inside."

The thing was, Arista was an amazing singer. Honestly. So Dr Kozak couldn't really shout at her for singing even if he really or desperately wanted to. And he did. He really did. But he couldn't, even his daughter's singing voice mesmerised him.

You used to be.
Thirsty for me.
But now you wanna be set free.

If this is the web.
The web that you weave.
So baby now
Rest in peace.

Soon, he got so jealously fed up, that he opened the door of his laboratory and dragged his daughter in, before locking the door instantaneously on her.

"What do you want? Didn't I tell you that I don't want to speak to you ever again?"

Arista nodded, finding somewhere to sit down, her father just annoyingly watching her in return.

"Why are you here, Arista? I hate you."

Arista scoffed.

"For destroying your gun? Please, I think I've made you a better person."

She was smiling at him, Dr Kozak just standing up and shooting her a really really really convincing death glare, but Arista stopped smiling when she noticed the stare that her father was currently giving her.

"I really came here to apologise," she added, where Dr Kozak just shook his head, not saying anything else.

"Apologise?" He repeated, folding his arms and still looking at his daughter annoyingly.

Arista nodded really steadily but didn't say anything else.

"For what?"

Arista stared at him confusingly.

"For destroying your gun?... I think we've already established this? Anyway can you forgive me, father who I love so much?"

Arista was making a puppy face at him, Dr Kozak not buying it.

"You want me to forgive you?"

"Yes! I want you to forgive me!"

Dr Kozak just stared at her blankly, not saying anything else.

"Hmm... Let me think about it."

Arista smiled.

"No! Now go away Arista, for flip sake!"

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Moral of chapter: Not forgiving someone is almost as bad as not feeling remorse (meaning regret) for something wrong you have done to someone.