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Inside Curtis's house, an 11-year-old girl greeted Curtis cheerfully.
"Daddy... Daddy...!" the girl exclaimed, leaping into his arms as he walked through the door.
"Ahh… sweetie, careful, Daddy's carrying something," Curtis replied, though his face lit up with joy at her welcome.
Allen, who had followed him inside, just smiled warmly at the sight of this little family's happiness.
"Sofia, don't be naughty… oh, did you bring a friend home, honey?" Curtis's wife asked.
"Ah, yes. Let me introduce you—this is my friend, Allen Winters. He's a member of S.T.A.R.S. and also works as a researcher at Umbrella," Curtis said as he set his things down. Allen did the same.
"Nice to meet you, my name's Clara," Curtis's wife said, extending her hand.
"Nice to meet you too. I didn't expect Curtis to have such a beautiful wife," Allen replied. He genuinely meant it as a compliment rather than flirting… maybe.
Of course, Clara's face flushed red hearing such praise—especially coming from someone as handsome as Allen. Fortunately, Curtis hadn't noticed.
"Ahh, thank you, Allen. You're very handsome yourself," Clara replied with a smile.
"Daddy, let's play!" Sofia suddenly chimed in, tugging on Curtis's sleeve.
"Sorry, Allen, looks like I have to spend some time with my daughter first," Curtis said apologetically.
"No worries, we can talk later," Allen assured him.
Curtis headed off with his little girl, helping her with her homework and playing along with her games.
"Please, come in. Did Curtis invite you to dinner as well? Luckily, I prepared plenty of food," Clara added with the warmth of a gracious hostess.
Allen nodded, smiling politely. "Yes, I hope I'm not troubling you."
"Of course not. I'm glad my husband brought home a friend," Clara said as she led Allen into the living room. There was still time before Curtis's younger sister Angela was due to arrive.
About 30 minutes later, the doorbell rang. Clara opened the door to greet a young woman carrying a suitcase and personal belongings.
"Welcome home, Angela. You must be tired from your trip. Here, let me help you with your luggage," Clara said kindly.
"Ahh, thank you, Clara" Angela replied, a little shy. Her sister-in-law always pampered her and treated her like a little girl whenever she visited.
When Angela stepped inside, her eyes fell on a strikingly handsome man sitting on the sofa, sipping coffee. Her heart skipped a beat, thumping hard in her chest. It felt like love at first sight.
"H-hello, are you… who… ah, I mean, what…" she stammered, her words tripping over themselves.
Allen, meanwhile, was taking in her appearance: a blonde-haired beauty with shining blue eyes, wearing a long floral dress. She stood at about 5'9", with a graceful figure and a D-cup chest.
She's truly beautiful, Allen thought to himself.
"Oh, hi. My name is Allen Winter, I'm a friend of Curtis," Allen said as he rose to shake her hand.
"Ahh, yes I'm Angela Miller, Curtis's sister. You can just call me Angela."
"That's such a lovely name, just like you. And you can just call me Allen," he replied with a warm smile.
Angela, hearing the compliment,~ naturally blushed.
"Thank you… you're very handsome too, Allen," she said softly.
Not long after, Curtis walked over to them with a smile, hugging his sister to welcome her.
"So, have you two introduced yourselves?" Curtis asked warmly.
"Yes," Allen and Angela answered at the same time, exchanging a brief glance.
"Dinner's ready—how about we talk while we eat?" Curtis suggested, completely unaware that he had just interrupted their moment.
At the dinner table, both Angela and Clara asked Allen plenty of questions—how he had met Curtis, where he was working, and more. Allen happily answered each one with humility, never speaking too highly of himself.
"Hey, Allen, why are you being so modest? You've got your own company, and it's well known in military circles," Curtis said with a shake of his head, clearly aware of Allen's habit of downplaying his achievements.
"Ohh, so you actually have your own company? I was really curious about that," Angela said, clearly captivated by Allen. Their ages weren't far apart, yet Allen's accomplishments were undeniably impressive.
Allen just shook his head lightly before finally explaining about his company—how it produced various technologies like computers and phones for the public, as well as weapons and protective gear for the military and police.
"So you're that Allen Winter?" Angela asked, a little shocked. Of course, she had heard of Allen's company, since the Harvardville Police Department's Special Response Team (S.R.T.), where she worked, was also a regular client of some of his products.
Allen nodded and went on to explain that next month, his company would be releasing a new line of protective gear, with the aim of making it the standard for both law enforcement and the military. However, he admitted it wouldn't be easy, since the government hadn't approved it yet.
Still, Allen didn't seem worried—he only needed to meet Senator Ron Davis and strike a deal. In fact, he had already scheduled a secret meeting in Raccoon City.
After their little chat, Angela shyly asked for Allen's personal contact.
"Allen, could we… maybe exchange contacts?" she asked, her cheeks turning red.
"Of course. Here's mine," Allen replied warmly. There was no way he'd pass up the chance to get closer to a woman as beautiful as her.
Curtis, watching his younger sister's behavior, could only shake his head slightly.
He wanted to tell her that Allen was already married—and even had multiple wives—but he didn't want to spoil the mood or make his sister sad. So, reluctantly, he kept quiet.
Inwardly, Curtis could only hope Allen wouldn't hurt Angela. Still, in his eyes, Allen was the kind of man who knew how to take responsibility. Even if he was a bit of a womanizer, Curtis had secretly looked into him before.
And if Allen had known what was in Curtis's heart at that moment, he surely would've silently thanked him—for being such an understanding brother-in-law.
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After dinner, Allen and Curtis sat on the porch of the house.
"So, Allen, what kind of business do you want to talk about?" Curtis asked curiously.
Allen looked up at the moon shining brightly in the night sky before speaking.
"I want to build a pharmaceutical branch in my company. I've already prepared several medicine formulas that are ready to be sold, so I need someone I can trust to handle promotion and sales," Allen said while looking at Curtis.
"So what do you think? Are you interested? After all, your salary at Umbrella isn't that big—it doesn't even reach a hundred thousand dollars a year. I'll give you double that, plus a 5% bonus from the sales profits. So… are you interested?" Allen asked with a smile.
Curtis stared at him in disbelief.
"Why do you want to build a new branch? Isn't that going to cost a huge amount of money?" Curtis said, feeling like he had just hit the jackpot of his life.
"Money isn't a problem for me. What matters right now is that I'm looking for the right person for the job, and I think you're someone I can trust," Allen said casually.
At this point, his money kept piling up so much that he barely even knew how to spend it anymore.
"Even though we've only known each other for a short time, I feel like I can trust you," Allen added.
Hearing that, Curtis suddenly felt so grateful that he almost moved forward to hug Allen and kiss him on the cheek.
"Thank you, Allen! Because of you, I can finally feel relieved about my family's financial situation," Curtis said as he stepped forward to hug him.
But Allen immediately stopped him.
"Sorry, man. I'm not gay," Allen said.
Curtis instantly froze in embarrassment, realizing that his reaction had been a little childish.
"Ah… sorry, boss. I just got a little too happy. Should I start calling you that now?" Curtis joked awkwardly.
"Haha, it's up to you what you want to call me. And you can start working next week. The company branch is in New York. You can contact this number," Allen said while handing him Stuart's contact information.
"Ahh… looks like I'll have to move from here," Curtis muttered.
"Well, I guess you don't really have another choice. But don't worry, my company provides apartments for employees. Just think of it as one of the benefits," Allen said with a smile.
"Once again, thank you, Allen. I really don't know what to say."
"No problem. Honestly, I feel lucky to meet someone as talented as you," Allen replied.
Even though Allen already had Excella working with him, that woman was far too ambitious and difficult to control. He was worried she might do something behind his back—like secretly selling B.O.W. weapons on the black market.
And Allen definitely didn't want to see Excella acting recklessly and dragging his company into unnecessary trouble.
While Allen and Curtis were still chatting…
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Inside the Umbrella lab Annette was finishing the final stage of the G-Virus.
Of course, thanks to the research data about Allen's Super Soldier Serum from earlier, her work had become much easier.
"Finally… it's done," Annette said as she looked at the green tube now resting in her hand.
She almost wanted to laugh. Her husband was so stupid and full of delusions, always believing he was the smartest person in the world.
With a small smile, Annette placed the serum into her suitcase, which had been modified with Pym Particles. She was honestly impressed by that technology. Her lover's research was incredibly practical—far more useful in everyday life than most of Umbrella's projects.
And every time she thought about that man, her hand reflexively moved to gently stroke her stomach.
"I really miss him… I wonder what he's doing right now," Annette murmured.
Still, she had a few important things to deliver to her husband first. Just thinking about having to see William again made her slightly annoyed. In fact, Annette secretly wished her husband would die soon—she truly didn't want to see that man's face anymore.
At that moment, Annette walked into William's private laboratory. The room looked empty at first, but a moment later William entered from the other side.
"Annette…~"
Before he could finish speaking, Annette simply placed a vial on the table.
"This is the new antivirus you asked for. With this, the cure will work if it's administered within one day after infection. After that… it won't work," Annette said flatly, clearly wanting to leave as soon as possible.
William frowned slightly. Seeing his wife act so distant and unwilling to even talk to him left him confused.
Nearby, Daniel—William's new assistant who had overheard their conversation—remained completely silent.
After all, his role here wasn't truly that of an assistant. Daniel had been sent by Oswell E. Spencer as a spy to keep an eye on William's research. Getting involved in someone else's marital problems was the last thing he wanted.
However, William already knew about this. Albert Wesker had informed him beforehand. Even though William disliked sharing any of his data with this man, Daniel's assistance had still proven somewhat useful in the development of the G-Virus.
Still, William couldn't help but feel a small sense of regret for how much he had ignored Annette lately. He had never expected Spencer to be so cunning—taking advantage of the situation and sending someone to monitor him.
Even so, William wasn't too worried.
Thanks to the system upgrades provided by Allen's company, his computer security was far stronger than before. If anyone tried to steal his data, he was confident he could still control the situation.
...
Meanwhile, Allen, who had just returned from Curtis's house and was now back at the apartment, saw Karena and Sherry sitting together in the living room watching TV.
"Hey, honey, where have you been?" Karena said as she stood up and gave Allen a kiss.
"I just went out to get some fresh air and talk business with a friend," Allen replied before sitting down with them to enjoy the show.
"How's school, Sherry?" Allen asked.
"Nothing interesting. By the way, big brother, when can my mom come pick me up? I miss her," Sherry said.
"Don't worry, she'll probably be able to pick you up tomorrow," Allen replied while gently pinching the girl's cheek.
Not long after that, Allen grabbed the bowl of popcorn from the table and started feeding Sherry while they watched the cartoon together.
Karena watched the interaction and simply smiled. The way Allen treated Sherry made her think he would make a really good father someday.
"Allen," Karena said.
"Yeah, what is it, Rena?" Allen replied. Rena was the nickname he used for her.
"My daughter wants to meet you. Is that okay?" Karena asked. She brought it up because she also wanted Allen to finally meet her daughter.
"Well, I guess that's fine. But when?" Allen asked curiously.
"My daughter said she wants to meet during this summer break, and at the same time she wants to visit this city," Karena said, though she sounded a little worried, especially considering the current situation in the city.
"I don't think that's a problem. And as for her safety, you don't need to worry. We can take your daughter out of the city anytime if the situation gets worse," Allen reassured her.
Hearing that, Karena smiled warmly.
"Thank you, Allen," she said before kissing him again.
It seemed like the two of them had completely forgotten that a certain little girl was still sitting there, watching everything happen right in front of them.
Sherry beside them: "..." 🍿