Rex hissed and signaled Jackson to leave Cassandra so they could continue where they were going. Cassandra stood there with her mouth wide open, she did not expect Rex to react that way; she expected he would prove he was now rich or he was faking. They reached the Polite shopping mall, and Rex stared and admired every beautiful thing in the building. He was only admiring the beauty of it, he had not even walked inside, where he would shop for what he wanted. Jack waited patiently as Rex turned his head left and right, adorning the building. He walks beside him with his black spectacles, which cover every inch of his eyes. The spectacles are capable of scaring anyone close to him, adding to his unsmiling face; indeed, his job as a bodyguard fits him. They stepped inside where Rex would shop for what he wanted, and he got excited about how intriguing the inside looked, which caused him to gasp. He had been fascinated by the world of business. He grew up watching his father run his ow

Inside the manager's office, he was excited to see Rex, whom he thought would be angry after the assault with a broad face."You see, Mr. Rex, you're the most tolerant person I've ever come across in my life; after a while of embarrassment, you still have a broad look on your face. I'm much happier to see you happy," Mr. Darius uttered."It's nothing, sir; after all, they are humans, so they are capable of misbehaving at times," Rex replied."Thank you once again for your understanding. Uhm, anyway, the reason why I called you for this office talk was to inform you about a deal our company has arranged lately. We've been looking for a partnership as our shareholder's percentage is dropping, and seeing your attitude here shows you're worthy of being trusted. I don't know if you'd be interested in a partnership with us. Our company's monthly revenue is $10 billion, and I believe being part of our team will elevate this company to a greater level," the manager stated.Rex was astounded by

Rex headed to his room, ignoring the suspicious glare they were giving him.He discovered someone had penetrated his room; he could see scratches on the door, probably when the person was trying to unlock it, but the scratches were so visible that he concluded the person hit the door with an object after he attempted to unlock it but failed. He wondered what might have happened to his documents, credentials, and everything concerning his academics he kept in the room. He dipped his hand inside his pants and brought out his key. He unlocked it and stepped in, but his room was not ransacked; it was properly arranged rather, it was exactly the way it was before he left with Andrea for the hotel where he was arrested.He decided to check his documents first before concluding that no one had entered. He checked and found out everything was still in the other; that was the way he kept them."Then what might have caused the scratches on the door since no one entered here?" he wondered. "Well

Rex wished he could explain to Andrea everything that happened, but he decided to keep it to himself for a moment because he knew it would be doubtful news to Andrea, his friend."Not related to all this you're saying, Andrea, you know I don't steal what's not mine, so why would you conclude I stole this card? Besides, you're the one that put yourself in a confused state because I told you you'd understand everything when it's set to understand, but you keep on trying to figure it all out today," Rex replied to Andrea, taking the credit card from him.Andrea couldn't do anything but stare at Rex in disbelief.Rex told him not to worry much about him and that things were now okay with him. So Andrea agreed after all his plans to know how Rex got the credit card went fruitless and what he meant by his tense: "Don't worry about me; I'm no longer the old version of Rex everyone knew."At first, he thought Rex was referring to the fact that he now dresses well and doesn't wear faded-colored

He unlocked his room door and entered. He arranged his cheap mattress and clung to sleep, but he wasn't drowsy.He unlocked his smartphone and started browsing social media, and he decided to browse through the macro app —the macro app that he had been avoiding all the years. He went to his app store to install it.He topped up his account after successfully installing it to avoid it exhausting early. He tried to log in but couldn't remember his account password. Because it had been a long time since he logged in to the Macro app, he created a new account and started browsing—watching reels and other exciting videos.He checked the time to know when he should go to sleep so he could wake up earlier tomorrow, but he immediately remembered that tomorrow was Sunday. However, he decided to watch as many videos as he wanted, for he had no vital place to go tomorrow.He watched different videos until he got tired and decided to turn off his phone to sleep.He memorized all the incidents that