Lust System: Harem Of Beautiful Women Chapter 614 Daniel Full Of Negative Status

Upon hearing that, Hela's rage boiled over even more, her feet stomping furiously as she vented:

"That damn boy, I barely said a few words to him, and he declared that if Nancy accepts it, they can carry on, but if not, they should just divorce. Anyway, he doesn't give a damn anymore right now."

"It's making me lose my mind…"

With those words, Hela's breaths quickened sharply, her generous chest heaving dramatically with every inhale, an utterly alluring spectacle.

Luis understood perfectly that she had no interest in such matters now, so he avoided any suggestive gestures and started mulling over the issue deeply.

Divorces happened frequently in these times, yet one triggered by such a cause would bring total humiliation.

Moreover, a fierce woman like Hela could never stomach it, and considering Darlan's fiery nature, he'd never tolerate the disgrace—he might even kill his own son in fury.

"So, what do you expect from me? Should I speak with him?"

Luis offered a helpless grin and added thoughtfully, "You want me to convince my sister-in-law to drop the divorce idea, correct?"

"Yes, precisely. How could we bear such humiliation?"

Bitterness and grief twisted Hela's features as she continued, "I was hoping we'd resolve this discreetly without it leaking out."

"Keep it from your mother-in-law, and above all, don't let my father learn of it, or he'll batter your husband to death."

Hela's expectations were overly hopeful. In normal circumstances, such chaos rarely stayed hushed, but the unique situation here might allow it to remain under wraps.

While Luis contemplated this, Hela drew closer with a secretive look and whispered, "Oh, and there's more."

"Daniel just sat there, head bowed, puffing on his cigarette without retorting, until he finally snapped and said, 'With all your filthy secrets, what gives you the right to judge me?'"

"Does that imply… Nancy could have…"

Hela delved into the specifics now, her instincts hitting the mark with uncanny accuracy.

Yet she could never have dreamed that the very man entangled with both her and her daughter-in-law stood right before her eyes.

She feared Nancy's hot-tempered nature would escalate everything, particularly since the woman from the other side was no weakling.

Should it explode into the open, a massive scandal would erupt, racing through gossip circles until the entire town knew, leaving their family utterly disgraced in public.

Plus, Nancy had sobbed uncontrollably, barricading herself in her room—what if she resorted to something reckless?

Luis grasped the full picture well. He gave Hela's shoulder a reassuring squeeze and headed back to the living room, plopping down beside Daniel.

Glancing up, he spotted Daniel's persona tags: Homosexual, Cuckold Enabler, Cuckold.

The "Homosexual" tag gleamed darker now, its text boldly prominent, indicating repeated indulgence, whereas the other two remained somewhat subdued.

Persona tag effects worked subtly, unlike brainwashing that hypnotizes and instantly reshapes one's traits and desires.

Thanks to Hans's bar and its atmosphere, Daniel at last found the setting to unleash his true self.

Simply put, every element required nudging; without it, entrenched societal norms would blunt any impact.

Daniel shot Luis a knowing glance and passed him a smoke, murmuring, "Luis, go chat with her. Let's handle any talks calmly—no need for drama, yeah?"

That trailing "yeah" held a sly, veiled meaning.

It felt like a nudge to Luis: "I caught you groping my wife's thigh before."

After all, brother-in-law and sister-in-law antics wouldn't look good if exposed. Everyone harbored skeletons, so Nancy ought to stay quiet and avoid stirring trouble—his words dripped with menace.

In hindsight, his silence so far stemmed not just from the persona tag but also from saving it as ammo for a pivotal clash, thinking strategically.

Absent Hela, he'd likely have spilled it to Nancy already.

Yet her mother's presence tied his tongue. Certain instincts ran bone-deep, unlike his cheating or male leanings.

Take cuckoldry: most men hide it fiercely, viewing it as peak shame.

Losing a father demands vengeance, a sacred duty etched in honor.

Wife-stealing strikes at raw passion. Hence proverbs warn: gambling breeds robbery, affairs spark killings—timeless wisdom.

Daniel held back from speaking partly from his own dread of humiliation. His prior outburst seemed rather immature.

Now, with solid evidence, composure had settled over him…

"Don't stress, brother-in-law. I'll speak with sis first."

Luis replied steadily.

Men's silent accords could be that straightforward. Still, eyeing the untouched Vaseline jar on the table stirred unease in Luis, urging him to leave quickly.

Without lighting the cigarette, he placed it aside and approached the bedroom door, rapping firmly. At once, frenzied curses burst from within by his sister-in-law:

"Daniel, you scum…"

"What do I lack, you son of a bitch…"

"If it was women you chased, I'd stomach it… Even Deewa wouldn't faze me…"

"If you had to stray, pick some hag…"

"But messing with guys… Am I inferior to a dude?!"

This pair was thoroughly wrecked. Viewed this way, perhaps they suited each other perfectly.

A smirk of wicked glee crept over Luis as he knocked again, calling, "Sis, it's me…"

The tirade cut off abruptly. The door cracked open, and Nancy's delicate, porcelain arm shot out, yanking Luis inside swiftly.

His sister-in-law sported a form-fitting dress that screamed sex appeal. Her curls pulled back simply, bare-faced yet breathtakingly gorgeous. The tear streaks blending with her rage? Strangely intoxicating.

"What brings you here?"

Nancy dabbed at her tears and slumped onto the bed, seething.

Luis locked the door proactively, then sauntered over with a teasing smile. "Your mother-in-law worried you'd do something rash, so she sent me to reason with you."

"Rash over Daniel? Screw that!"

Nancy, his sister-in-law, spat curses freely. She then scoffed in open disdain, fuming, "You heard what that jerk pulled, yeah?"

"Your mother-in-law filled me in."

Luis affirmed with a nod.

Fury consumed Nancy as she unleashed her wrath: "That filthy bastard. I'd suspected his weirdness forever. Cheating with women? I'd ignore it, leave him be."

"But this twisted freak dives into guys! And his look just now?"

"Pure dismissal, like he was seconds from snarling, 'Divorce? Fine, file it.'"

Proud and haughty, Nancy couldn't abide such insult; her meltdown was destined.

Luis swiftly embraced her, pressing kisses to her lovely face, tongue tracing the salty tears while grinning mischievously, "Sis, no need to rage like this—it only frets me about you."