Drake Chwe felt perplexed as he witnessed Zack White assaulting a random stranger on the street."Is that supposed to be me? Why didn't he kill me that night?" he mused.Even more confusing was when Zack White failed to notice the miniature temple materializing in front of him. It made Drake wonder about the qualifications for an individual to actually see the temple.For now, he knew that anyone in grave danger, close to death, might see the miniature temple and could receive a second chance as long as they prayed and offered a tribute before losing their life."Help! Please, help me," the woman croaked weakly, raising her hand toward Drake, desperate for assistance before losing consciousness.Drake was startled, almost forgetting about the woman's injury due to his excitement over unlocking more features on his system.He stared at the woman, devoid of any sense of urgency, pondering whether he should help her. "I don't know her anyway," he thought, but he snapped out of it when he

All ears were focused on Drake's phone, though everyone pretended not to be listening. Curiosity hung in the air as they anticipated their manager's response to Marianne's actions, which had brought shame not only to their department but to the entire corporation.One person whispered in hushed tones, "How could he openly play that video here? It's an unconventional way to punish Marianne."Another chimed in, "She probably deserved it. I've heard she's been a whore, even when she's at the executive. Rumor has it she got here by sleeping with him to secure a transfer."A third person added, "Could it be that Manager Chwe's physique is improving due to their 'workouts' in bed?"Curiosity piqued, someone asked, "Where did you hear all this?""It was in the comments," he responded."Are you sure it wasn't you who wrote them?" someone teased, but their attention quickly returned to Drake when they heard him say, "Sue, Everyone."Attorney Lunes inquired, "Who do you mean?""Sue everyone – a

Marianne didn't have to wait long. As soon as she stepped out of the law firm building, Drake was already parked in front with his Mercedes."You came too fast," she commented nervously."What?" Drake asked."N-nothing.""Aren't you going in?" he inquired."Ah, yes, sir," she responded, rattled by Drake's unexpected arrival."Where are you two going to meet?" he asked."RedLutos Motel, sir," she replied."That place, huh?" Drake smirked, his eyes holding a glint of recognition. It was the same place he had first caught Merlyn cheating on him. "Are you two planning on making another video?""No! Why would I!" Marianne exclaimed indignantly. "I may still have feelings for him, but I would never make the same mistake again!""You still want him?" Drake asked."I know I'm stupid," she admitted, covering her face. Drake remained silent.Marianne desperately wanted to ask Drake to drop her off and trust her to handle the meeting with Nicklaus, but she felt too intimidated by her boss's mood

Lucille found herself at the center of a growing spectacle. Her accidental declaration of her maidenhood had brought even more attention to her, and her face had turned an even deeper shade of crimson. She opened her mouth, attempting to rectify the situation, but no words came out.“Ahem!”The police officer cleared his throat, trying to regain control of the situation. He said, “Please quiet down for a moment, Miss Lucille. I'm asking, sir…” the police officer said, pausing for a moment to hear Drake’s name, which prompted Drake to respond.“I'm Drake Chwe.”“Okay, Sir Drake Chwe, please confirm if Miss Lucille was telling the truth,” the police continued, but Drake remained unfazed and denied any connection to Lucille.“No, I don't know this woman," he firmly said.Lucille's face contorted with disbelief and frustration.“What—what? I clearly remember you! How can I forget that face!” she said defiantly.Drake raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his eyes.“But you can't remem

Early in the morning, as the city stirred to life, Drake emerged from the detention area with a hint of disheveledness, while Marianne, though fatigued, remained composed. They exited through separate doors, reuniting at the front desk after both being bailed out."How was your stay?" Drake inquired, his tone deceptively casual, as if they had just checked out of a hotel."It's not as bad as I expected, sir," Marianne responded, though her gaze was fixed not on Drake but on Lucille, who loitered within the police station despite being released earlier."What are you looking at?" Lucille asked, irritation lacing her words."You. Why are you still here?" Marianne replied, her tone growing more confrontational, refusing to back down."I have business with him," Lucille pointed at Drake, who let out an exasperated sigh and rubbed his temples, clearly unenthusiastic about more drama."You may go, Marianne. Rest, and don't go to work today," he said."But, sir, that woman... do you know her