Tyler wasted no time. He rode his bike at breakneck speed and reached Sapphire City by early morning. The new Grant house was in the foothills tier of Sterling Hill and was quite affordable, considering the neighborhood. Even though it wasn’t spacious or sprawling like a mansion, it had a beautiful garden and a congenial atmosphere. However, when Tyler reached the house, he found it boarded up and a FOR SALE signpost on the lawn. Derek Sentinel was right; his family had disappeared. Tyler rushed to the security gate and questioned the guards about the matter. “Sir, your family home was in the Foothills tier?” the chief of security asked in surprise. We assumed they were living in Prince’s Cove.” “Did you see who took them?” “Sir, they left of their own volition. But…” “But what?” “Sir, one of our patrol guards saw a stranger in a luxury car going towards your family home. After he returned, your parents packed up their things and left within a few hours.” Tyler narrowed his ey

Paul cast a stern glance at Lena, signaling her to back off. But the woman wouldn't budge. He turned to his friend apologetically."I'm sorry for my wife's rude behavior, Hughie. She is tense because of our worsening financial condition. I can't hire Tyler or offer him any help with jobs."Hugh lowered his eyes in embarrassment. "I understand. You don't need to explain."Lena narrowed her eyes at the young man. "As far as I remember, Tyler went to Sapphire University and secured campus placement in a decent company, right? Why would he seek a job at a butcher shop? That sounds suspicious to me."Hugh shifted in his seat uncomfortably. "I have a confession, too. Tyler got into some trouble with a billionaire family after graduation. He was arrested, convicted, and sent to prison for three years. Now that he served his time, I am looking for gainful employment on his behalf.""Oh, your son is an ex-convict?" Lena snapped with derision. "He's unlikely to get a job in this climate. These

Hugh was speechless. How could the young daughter of his best friend talk to him in such an insulting manner? He stammered for a few seconds, trying to find the right words. However, before the man could respond, Jennifer disconnected the call rudely.Hugh lowered his phone from his ear slowly. He felt like somebody had kicked him in the face. Was he so pathetic and broke that youngsters had no respect for him? Even his son had to suffer second-hand humiliation.Tyler had overheard the conversation with his enhanced senses. “What is it, Dad? What did Jennifer say?”Hugh forced himself to smile. But the bitterness and suffering in his heart showed on his face.“Nothing important, son. She is patiently waiting for you. But you must show gratitude and appreciation for Jennifer’s efforts. Don’t forget to thank her profusely.”Tyler pursed his lips and nodded. “Don’t worry, Dad. I will pay her back a hundredfold.”***Tyler put his bike on overdrive and reached the main building of Skyline

Tyler relaxed in his chair and crossed his legs. "I was in prison for three years, convicted of aggravated assault. My Dad used to be a sanitation worker. Are these answers satisfactory?"Jenna winced at the young man and pushed back in her chair as if he were untouchable. "So you are an ex-convict? This was a mistake. I don't think we hire criminals in our organization. Besides, your family appears steeped in poverty, barely getting a morsel to eat.""We don't hand out jobs as alms," Ben said with a snort. "If we knew a homeless ex-convict had applied for this position, we would've struck that name from the list!"Tyler raised an eyebrow. "Is that so? I think you already know that I was an ex-convict and the son of a sanitation worker. In fact, someone tutored you on how to deal with me before the interview started."Tucker, the man to Jenna's right, slammed his hand on the table. “What nonsense are you blabbering, wastrel! Are you really here for an interview? Is this how you behave

Tyler had barely used his mystical energy in Peridot City and had a full stockpile bubbling to be exploited. He was itching to unlock one of his abilities that would be perfect in the current situation."Guardian Hermes," Tyler said aloud, radiating mystical energy into the vacant hall. Guardian Hermes was an ability to manipulate any setting or situation related to commerce. The setting could be a bank, an insurance company, a business establishment, a corporate office, a library, a conference room, and so on.Skyline Insurance's claims department hall suddenly came alive. The furniture and stationery rattled, and files and pen caps snapped open. It was as if invisible hands had seized control of the objects in the room.Pens scribbled vigorously; pages flipped by themselves; rubber stamps trampled; staplers clicked. Everything happened uniformly, neatly, and at breakneck speed.Within ten minutes, the mountains of files had been reduced to nothing. They were deposited to the dispatch