"She's really everywhere," Drake commented.He was surprised to encounter Merlyn Spenser on his way to visit Marcus Lee in prison. What shocked him even more was when Merlyn introduced herself to the jail officer."I'm here to visit Marcus Lee; I'm his girlfriend."The jail officer checked her ID and allowed her to enter, indicating to Drake that this was not Merlyn's first time visiting Marcus."How many men is she dating?" he mused.Drake couldn't help but fixate on the door through which Merlyn had entered, lost in a whirlwind of thoughts."Was I so blinded by love that I didn't see this side of her?" he wondered aloud. "How could she be so flirty and pompous? Has she always used this charm to get what she wanted?"He wrestled with these questions, his feelings of confusion and betrayal growing stronger with each passing moment. The realization that he did not truly know the person he once was close to left him feeling utterly disillusioned."How can I assist you, sir?" the jail of

Linda Chwe paced back and forth in her dimly lit, cramped apartment, her grip on her phone tightening with disbelief as she read Drake's will, publicly posted by DearBeck Co."I can't believe he left nothing for me!" she grumbled, her frustration evident in her tone."He donated millions to an orphanage? I need money more than these people!" she exclaimed. "He left 50 million dollars to Eleanor and another 20 million dollars to Rebecca? How could he do this?"Linda's eyes gleamed with a wild and desperate hunger as she contemplated the wealth her late son had left to her relatives, while she was left with nothing."Well, everything in Eleanor's hands will soon be mine," she declared with a cold determination, clutching the custody agreement tightly in her trembling hand. Her motivation was far from love or care; it was the fortune her son had left behind. Linda, a struggling gambling addict, saw her son's wealth as a lifeline, pulling her back into the world of casinos, the thrill of

In Eleanor's dimly lit room, she continued to weep, sitting on the floor with her back against the door."She must be lying," she whispered to herself, desperately trying not to believe Linda's words, but she couldn't shake the thought."My brother, Drake... he suffered so much because of me. He almost died because of me. He wouldn't do that to a stranger, someone not related to him."Eleanor lifted her head and fixed her gaze on the picture frame on her side table. It was a photo of her and Drake, taken during her hospitalization, both of them smiling.She asked herself, "Why did he need to take care of me then?"Staring at the photo, the room's silence and darkness only intensified her emotions. She snapped out of her reverie when she heard Drake's door close, a sign that her brother had finally retreated to his room to rest.Eleanor cautiously took her phone and slipped out of her room. She cast a quick glance at Aunt Ling's room, ensuring she wouldn't be discovered, before leaving

In the wide plains just outside the bustling urban area of Magrao City, Drake had purchased several hectares of land to serve as his sister's final resting place. It was a vast expanse of land, resembling a serene meadow with just a single villa and a glass garden situated at its center.Still deep in mourning for their loss, they gently laid Eleanor on a bed of flowers at the heart of the wide glass garden.Drake, overwhelmed by grief, couldn't help but ponder, "Why won't you help Ely, like you've always helped me?" He persistently tapped the holographic screen of the system, desperately hoping for a response that would bring his sister back to life.However, no matter how fervently he pleaded, the system remained obstinately silent, and the miniature temple failed to materialize, dashing his hopes.Gazing at his sister's pallid face, he commented, "You look so beautiful, Ely. It would be even more prettier if you could smile for me."The aesthetics of the flowers and the garden fail

Drake Chwe did his best to search in and out of the city for the miniature temple, but to his dismay, he never found a trace of it. It felt as though time passed both quickly and slowly, the gradual approach of despair over losing his sister weighing heavily on his heart."Why are you here? The month isn't due yet," Drake said, crossing his arms. He regarded Linda Chwe with disdain, noticing that she had gained even more weight since their last meeting."I... I couldn't find a way to come up with the money to repay you," Linda replied weakly."You can't find the money, but you look quite healthy," Drake remarked."Of course, I have to stay well so that I can earn well," she reasoned."So, what brings you here? If you're asking for an extension, the answer is no.""No, I'm not asking for an extension."Drake was taken aback by the maniacal gleam in Linda's eyes as she smiled.He asked, "What, then?""Can you lend me more money? I'm confident I'll win this time and can definitely pay yo