Taming The Tiger Man - Genma Series #1

Hungry, tired, and upset!

Angelina wanted to roar like Bowo—the toothache Sumatran tiger. She followed the vehicle that had hit her with a high temper. They had just passed a mini market with the word ATM displayed on the wall. However, the Fortuner still drove on.

Angelina honked while opening the window as the Fortuner entered the entrance-free highway. Ignoring the onlookers, she shouted at the top of her lungs, "Hey! Stop!"

Angelina’s efforts were not in vain. The Fortuner’s window rolled down. The driver’s head popped out before shouting back at her.

“Sorry, Sis! Let’s go straight to the repair shop! There’s a good and cheap repair shop near my workplace! I’ll pay for everything!”

“Which repair shop is still open?! It’s almost night—“

However, the Fortuner driver rolled up the window, ignoring Angelina’s protest and queuing to pay for the free highway ticket.

“Darn putty-makeup lizard!” Angelina screeched as she rolled up her window. The sky was getting darker. She had only two choices: keep chasing the Makeup Lizard or go home and whine to Paul about paying for the vehicle repairs.

While she thought hard, an incoming message came to her cell phone. Angelina picked up the cell phone and read it.

Go, Tigress! I’m sure you can do it!

Angelina’s breath caught. Her cheeks warmed as she felt embarrassed and honored. However, the honks from other vehicles made her realize that she had to make a choice.

Angelina bit her lower lip, her face full of determination. She stepped on the gas, following the Fortuner, which had now entered the freeway.

*****

Angelina spent fifteen minutes tailing the Fortuner. Her stomach rumbled as the sight of the busy highway didn’t help improve her mood.

As she grumbled, the Fortuner’s left turn signal flashed. A green rectangular sign on the road indicated they were leaving the freeway.

“Finally,” Angelina breathed a sigh of relief as she turned the steering wheel to catch up with the vehicle.

They drove past a new mall run by a Japanese company at a slow pace. Angelina’s lips curved as she glanced at the three-story building. At that place, she met Paul for the first time, and it was also where Paul proposed to her.

Angelina smiled as she recalled the sweetest memory of her life. It was nighttime. Illuminated by the colorful lights of the mall’s park, Paul knelt while showing the golden ring in the red box and asked Angelina to be his wife.

However, Angelina’s smile evaporated when she realized they had entered an unfamiliar road. She could not see the high-rise buildings anymore as a road of empty fields dominated the view.

Angelina felt worse as she glanced at the darkening sky while biting her lip. Should I go home instead? I think the dent isn’t a big problem. No one cares anyway.

The row of newly paved street lamps lit up, indicating that it was six o’clock in the afternoon. Only three motorcycles did pass them.

Angelina almost turned back to head homeward. However, the Fortuner’s turn signal flashed to the left.

Angelina looked at their destination. They had arrived at a building covered with a very high parapet.

The Fortuner’s window rolled down as the driver’s head poked out. The stylish lady waited for Angelina to follow her before she shouted.

“Sis! Let’s get in first! I want to take my ATM card! Let’s go straight to the parking lot!”

“It’s already night!”

However, the Makeup Lizard ignored Angelina’s protests by rolling up the window and driving the vehicle.

“Darn lizard,” cursed Angelina’s tiny lips. With a sour face, she followed the woman into the building.

Angelina’s annoyance turned to admiration as she passed through inspection, during which three security officers checked the vehicle's interior, underside, and trunk.

As she grumbled, the Fortuner’s left turn signal flashed. A green rectangular sign on the road indicated they were leaving the freeway.

"Is there a helicopter pad there?" Angelina whispered as she saw a black helicopter flying low toward the roof of the building, which had black windows dominating its appearance.

A giant gold Genma Hospital sign emblazoned near the garden fountain and on the building’s wall sparked Angelina’s curiosity. She had never heard of the hospital.

Angelina dismissed her curiosity when they entered the parking lot at the back of the building. Her irritation reignited when the big black car with the dented muzzle kept going down to the basement area even though there were plenty of empty spaces for parking.

A few minutes had passed when the Fortuner stopped on a floor marked H-6 near a glass door that led to the elevator. Angelina parked beside a gigantic six-wheeled truck with Genma Hospital’s gold lettering. She turned off the engine, wearing a sour expression.

Drove an expensive car. Clad in branded clothes. Attitude like a celebrity. But she's a pain in the ass!

Angelina opened the car door and stepped out with determination. The purple-haired woman stood by the side of the Fortuner. The door flung wide open as she delved into an expensive-looking, bright red bag.

"Ma'am, it's too late! Which repair shop would be open at this hour? You should consider paying—"

"Ah, here it is!" The woman's voice rang out as she triumphantly retrieved a palm-sized, diamond-shaped glass bottle, her smile stretching wide.

"Is that perfume?" Angelina inquired, her brows furrowing in puzzlement. Is she trying to freshen up? Here and now?

The Fortuner driver's pearl earrings caught the light as she straightened, directing the spray from the bottle toward Angelina's face.

The pleasant aroma wafted into Angelina's nostrils, making her quickly turn her head and cough in response to another spray that followed.

"It's intended for just one spray," the woman grumbled, shaking the half-filled bottle.

Angelina's vision spun, her stomach churning with nausea. She staggered backward, attempting to distance herself. Yet, the woman persistently pursued her, spraying continuously until the bottle was empty. Angelina's perception was the last thing she experienced before losing consciousness and tumbling down.