The press conference brought a whirlwind of inquiries, painting Bellrox Corporation and Drake Chwe in a more favorable light. Yet, amid the positive buzz, Drake's unease amplified. Kale Justinbaste's absence troubled him, especially since the system feature alarm meant to signal Zack White's proximity hadn't triggered in Justinbaste's presence."Where did he go? Why isn't he here?" Drake pondered, his mind spinning with doubt. His initial assumption that Justinbaste might be Zack White crumbled, leaving him even warier of Justinbaste's true identity."Are you looking for Lucille?" Marianne's voice snapped Drake out of his thoughts, drawing attention to Lucille's absence."Lucille?" Drake's brow furrowed as he scanned the room, only just realizing she was missing. "Right, where is she?""I think she remained in the break room. She said she wouldn't be of any help here at all," Marianne informed him."That girl, I told her to stick with me," Drake muttered, irritation evident in his voi

The room plunged into stunned silence as Lucille's startling admission lingered in the air, leaving Chairman Sy, Drake, and Kale Justinbaste visibly bewildered."What are you saying?" Chairman Sy questioned, disbelief flickering in his widened eyes.Lucille, feigning fear in her expression, started cautiously, "Kale Justinbaste... I caught him adding poison to the drinks intended for the executives. I switched the drink he tampered with, and he ended up poisoned instead!"Drake struggled to contain his laughter at Lucille's bold fabrication, managing to maintain his composure as he watched Kale Justinbaste's face drain of color in disbelief.Chairman Sy leaned forward, his features a mix of confusion and frustration. "Director Justinbaste wanted to poison us? That's preposterous.""He's targeting my boyfriend! I won't let him harm him! That's why I had to act this way," Lucille claimed, her voice trembling with apparent distress."But why are you only revealing this now?" one of Kale

In the Royal Eleanor Hotel, Drake and Eleanor returned to their suite. They had a short dinner together before everyone went to their own rooms.Drake wanted to talk more with Eleanor, but he was kicked out of the room as Eleanor claimed she was tired.“So you’re saying that my sister was purposely ignoring and tormenting you as soon as I turned my back?” he asked after Aunt Ling provided her report.“Yes. I don't really understand why she’s doing this to me. She’s been really hard on me from the very beginning,” Aunt Ling groaned, feeling ashamed that she couldn't do her job well.“Eleanor is not the type to do that. Also, the two of you are supposed to get along together,” he said.“What do you mean?” Aunt Ling tilted her head.“It’s nothing. Just keep a close eye on her. Even during sleeping time, you should be the first one to know when she gets up.”“Okay, I will,” she said. “I’ll be…”“What?” Drake bluntly asked as he noticed her gaze at him, as if she were hesitantly wanting to

Inside the locked bathroom door, Lucille sat in the bathtub, trembling as she watched blood gushing from her wrist.“It hurts. It hurts. When will the miniature temple come?” she muttered anxiously, her eyes shifting towards the health potion she placed near the tub to aid her recovery later once she couldn't take the pain anymore.The confusion about her suspicion that Drake might have stolen her chance to summon the miniature temple lingered, intensifying the anxiety and physical pain.“Time's up!” she exclaimed, feeling foolish.“I was wrong; the miniature temple is not coming either!”She stretched her trembling hand to reach the health potion, but unexpectedly knocked it down instead.“Oh no! No! No!” she panicked.Lucille immediately got up to pick up the vial, but it was already broken, and its contents spilled all over the bathroom floor.“I've lost too much blood already!” she said, attempting to scoop as much potion as she could, but broken pieces of the glass vial pricked h

Lucille trembled as a flash of memories returned to her mind. The revelation struck her like a lightning bolt, and she couldn't believe that Drake, the person she trusted, had been deceiving her.The emotions that surged within her were a turbulent mix of shock, betrayal, and hurt.Unable to comprehend the reality of the situation, Lucille felt a cold chill run down her spine. She clutched her fading fourth finger, the sacrifice she had made to regain the stolen memories, and the weight of the truth settled heavily on her shoulders."No, this can't be true," she whispered to herself, her voice barely audible in the confined space of the utility room. The image of Drake stealing her chance—the memory of their first encounter playing vividly in her mind—was like a dagger through her heart.“Drake will never..."She replayed the moment in her memory—the stolen ‘chance’, the hidden motives, and the coldness in Drake's actions.The person she thought she knew seemed like a stranger, and th