Edward's heart sank as he read the message on the System screen. Another task? He could not handle any more pressure, but he knew he could not ignore it. He had to focus on the present situation and deal with it. He knew this was one of the things he had been dreading lately - a mission to take someone's life. The idea of ending someone's existence, for him, was a daunting prospect no matter how deserving they may be.Edward could not shake off the feeling of doubt that lingered within him. He questioned his abilities and wondered if he was truly cut out for this kind of life. He wondered about the repercussions of his actions and how they would impact his future. Would he be haunted by guilt and regret for the rest of his life? Was this a line he had to cross for the sake of his family's honor and reputation? Or was it merely a function of the System, propelling him towards becoming someone who stood at the top of the world, regardless of the cost?However, Edward tried to push the

Edward hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do. He did not want to leave Jake behind, but he also knew that he had to make it out alive.Finally, he made a decision. He quickly turned around and struck Jake's shoulder with all his might. Jake crumpled to the ground, unconscious.Edward knew he could not afford to have Jake slowing him down, and he could not bear the thought of losing another loyal companion. So he slung Jake's body over his shoulder and took off running towards the exit.The weight of Jake's body slowed him down, but he refused to let it stop him. He ran as fast as he could, dodging bullets and debris as he went. He could hear the attackers getting closer, but he did not look back.Finally, he saw a sliver of light ahead, and he knew he was close. He pushed himself harder, feeling his muscles strain with the effort.As he burst through the doors, he was greeted with blinding sunlight. He stumbled and fell to the ground, his breath coming in short gasps.Edward qu

A man in his fifties, who was wearing glasses, spoke up. "We're gathering data on the people who attacked you. We're trying to identify them and their motives."Edward nodded, his eyes scanning the documents and maps on the table. "What have you found so far?"The man cleared his throat and adjusted his glasses. "We have managed to gather some information on the individuals involved in the attack. They are members of a local gang that has been causing trouble in the area for some time. It seems that they were hired by someone to target you specifically."Edward frowned. "Do we have any leads on who they are or where they're located?"The man shook his head. "Not yet, sir, but we think they might be connected to the rival family. We have people combing through surveillance footage and tracking down any possible witnesses. We're also analyzing any physical evidence we gathered from the scene."Edward rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "What about the weapons they used?""We've been able to t

Viktor hesitated before answering, clearly uncomfortable with the news he had to deliver. "I'm afraid, my lord, that young master has requested for some time to tie up loose ends before he comes to see you. He's asked for ten days to finish some important matters."Eloise's face fell, and she looked crestfallen. "Ten days? Why does he need so much time? We have been waiting for years for this moment, and now he wants to delay it further? Father, can't we convince him to come sooner?"Xavier, however, was more understanding. "Perhaps he has some personal matters to attend to. We must respect his wishes and give him the time he needs. Don't forget that we want to build a relationship with Edward, not rush him into something he's not ready for. Besides, we have waited this long. Ten more days won't make a difference."Eloise still looked unhappy, but she nodded reluctantly. Xavier put a reassuring hand on his daughter's shoulder. "Patience, my dear. Good things come to those who wait."E

Richard Balmore's voice was shaking with fear and anxiety. "It's about my hotel, Arial. There was an attack yesterday. It was like a warzone, with gunfire and heavy weapons. I don't know what happened exactly, but the media is reporting it as a terrorist attack. They are saying that the terrorists were after someone, and the residents of the city are claiming that it was my family who was the target. It's chaos out here, Mr. Windsor. All of my business partners are pulling out of their contracts with me, and I don't know what to do."Edward's heart was breaking as he listened to Richard's words. He knew that he was partly responsible for what happened at Arial Hotel, and the guilt weighed heavily on him. He could not imagine how Richard and his family felt, being the ones to blame. But despite the inner turmoil that raged within him, he simply could not summon the nerve to divulge the truth. His conscience was gnawing at him, but he ultimately chose to keep quiet, knowing that the co