Drake rubbed his eyes, feeling the fatigue setting in from staring at his holographic system screen for hours. It had been an hour since Eleanor left his room, and during that time, Zack's location remained the same."What is he doing in that room? Is there something wrong with this feature?" Drake mumbled to himself, randomly tapping on his screen to check for any issues with his system. After confirming that everything was functioning correctly, he speculated, "Did he fall asleep under the bed or something?"Closing his system screen abruptly, Drake was startled when Marianne entered his room unexpectedly."Why are you still here?" he inquired, his eyes reflecting a mixture of curiosity and mild annoyance."I helped take care of Lucille's hospital admission," Marianne explained, placing a few papers on the table."Oh, thank you," Drake replied, acknowledging her assistance. He nodded appreciatively at Marianne, but a perplexed expression crossed his face as he wondered why she was s

Zack's head was still wrapped in bandages, the dizziness from Eleanor's blow lingering, yet his concern wasn't his physical state—it was the jeopardy looming over his position within Gracestone Trading Corporation. Seeking out his grandfather, the chairman, Zack stormed into the room, his agitation evident as he confronted Zanduco. "Grandpa! Why did you demote me!"Zanduco's expression shifted to irritation, his gaze narrowing at Zack. "You are out of line barging in here like this."Drake observed the chaotic scene with a hint of amusement, relishing the unexpected drama unfolding before him."I'm not going anywhere until you reinstate me!" Zack persisted, frustration lacing his words."Zack, calm down. This is not the place for this discussion," Zanduco reprimanded, attempting to maintain decorum.Zack's attention darted to Drake, noticing his presence for the first time. "Is this because of BellRox's shit?"Drake, leaning back with a faint smirk, replied casually, "Why? What did Be

As Drake joined the chase, the exchange of gunfire between Zack's group and the police intensified. Oddly, despite the relentless barrage, Drake’s car remained unscathed, not even a scratch evident from the hail of bullets."I'm burning through 1000 coins every second. What a splurge!" Drake exclaimed with a mix of enthusiasm and urgency.In a swift and calculated move, he accessed the system marketplace, purchasing an item that granted him an invisible protective barrier. This high-end acquisition not only shielded him from harm but also extended its protective influence to the objects around him. However, this impressive defense came with a hefty cost: his balance decreased by 1000 coins every passing second.“Hmm, is he planning something else?” he wondered.He observed Zack's car's unexpected maneuvers, noting another vehicle waiting to join the fray. The sudden collision with the police cars caused a chaotic halt to the pursuit. With no other choice, Drake surged ahead, taking th

In the aftermath of Zack's fatal fall, Drake stood before the officers, his expression a carefully crafted mask of feigned fear and concern. The police hurried to the edge of the hole, their flashlights piercing the darkness and confirming Zack's grim fate."He just grabbed me. I was so scared," Drake exclaimed, skillfully portraying the victim role.Preoccupied with the situation, the officers offered comfort and reassurance. "You're safe now. We'll get you out of here," they promised, eager to secure the scene and assist the supposed captive.Drake, masked by his disguise, hid the satisfaction of witnessing Zack's demise. He allowed the officers to escort him out of the cave, successfully playing the part of the shaken and relieved hostage.As they emerged into the crisp night air, Drake noticed a familiar figure among the crowd of officers securing the perimeter."Why is she still here? She's working too hard," Drake murmured to himself, observing Marianne’s dedicated work. He saw

Drake stepped back into his office, relieved to find Felicia no longer there. As he settled in front of his computer, a torrent of troubling thoughts flooded his mind. Felicia's sudden appearance after Zack's death left him uneasy, an unsettling feeling compounded by the strange timing of her employment."System, I need information on Felicia Mendez," he ordered."That will cost 50 billion," the tribute system replied. Drake's hands slammed onto the table in disbelief. "What?"His voice reverberated loudly in the office, yet his shock stemmed not from the exorbitant price, but from the reason behind it."Such a high price suggests she's under the system's protection! An ordinary person would only cost 50,000 coins!" Drake exclaimed, sharing his assumptions with the tribute system."Hey, answer me!" Drake's irritation grew as the system remained silent. "I'm right, aren't I?”The tribute system, as usual, maintained its silence, frustrating Drake as he sat seething in anger in his chai