It had been over six hours since Katrina's intense gaze managed to intrude into Harry's mind. He sat in a chair in his room, staring intently at the mirror, trying to make sense of the events that had unfolded. Pietro and Stanley had assisted him into the car and drove him back home. They had then helped him to bed, and most of them had stayed, waiting for him to wake up, eventually succumbing to sleep in the living room. Now he was awake, but he still couldn't comprehend what had occurred. He had no idea that Katrina possessed the ability to manipulate minds through her penetrating gaze. Her eyes had the power to delve beyond the mere surface and influence others. However, in Harry's case, her attempt clashed with his Quantum Restoration energy, which vehemently resisted her intrusion. The clash had taken a toll on Harry's delicate body, as the collision of the two energies proved overwhelming.His mind was filled with a whirlwind of thoughts as he continued to stare at his reflectio

Samantha's eyes widened momentarily in shock as she stood there, feeling not only embarrassed but also dumbfounded by Stanley's disrespectful words. She raised an eyebrow, attempting to conceal her clenched fists and resisting the urge to say another word. It felt as if he was under the influence of drugs or alcohol, but she quickly dismissed that thought. "But he doesn't smell like it," she muttered to herself before walking away from both of them, tossing the memo onto his body. As she walked away, she couldn't hide her disgust and disappointment with Stanley. In just a matter of minutes, he had transformed into someone unrecognizable, and it deeply bothered Samantha. She watched as they exchanged triumphant smiles, seemingly rejoicing in humiliating her. Unable to bear it any longer, she grabbed her bag and walked out of the company. All eyes were on her, but she remained silent and walked away, not caring if it would be Stanley who drove her home.As Samantha walked away, Katrina

Harry couldn't tear his eyes away from the bracelet. It appeared to be a blend of ancient artifact and modernized diamond jewelry. He continued to stare at it, spinning it around anxiously in his hands."So, she really is a manipulator?" Scarlet asked, her gaze fixed on Harry. He had provided them with all the necessary details and the shocking revelation had left everyone stunned, with some still doubting the existence of such manipulation. Samantha narrowed her eyes at where Stanley was seated, clenching her teeth. Despite Harry making him apologize for his wrongdoings, she couldn't bring herself to forgive him. Looking at him, she felt the urge to march over, grab his beard, and yank it forcefully."So what do we do?" Pietro asked, leaning in with anticipation. Harry took a deep breath, contemplating the best course of action. The situation was complex; Katrina was a crucial asset for the upcoming fashion week and his official design launch. Simply chasing her away would be a form

Harry sat on the veranda of his house, feeling lost and troubled. He stared at the glass table in front of him, deep in thought. He reached for his wine glass, taking a small sip to ease his mind. He couldn't stop thinking about Katrina and the problems she was causing. With only two days left before the launch, her actions were creating more harm than good. To make matters worse, she would be staying for another seven days during fashion week, further complicating things. Harry had tried to keep his distance from her, but she was stirring up trouble among his staff, causing them to turn against each other. It was disheartening for Harry, as he valued a harmonious work environment. He rubbed his eyes tiredly, trying to stay awake and figure out how to handle the situation. However, no matter how hard he thought, he couldn't come up with a solution that felt right. The sleepless night stretched on, leaving Harry feeling frustrated and uncertain.Harry stood up from the chair with a dee

Harry's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Amp, unable to comprehend the unexpected encounter. Amp, however, seemed unfazed by Harry's presence and nonchalantly turned to leave without uttering a word. The abrupt snub left Harry feeling a mix of confusion and frustration.As Amp disappeared into the crowd, Harry clenched his fists, his mind racing with unanswered questions. Feeling the weight of his pent-up emotions, he stormed off in search of an outlet for his frustration.His anger led him back to the counter where the lady who had processed the $90,000 transaction stood, unaware of the storm that was about to hit her. Harry approached her with a steely expression, his voice sharp and filled with irritation."Do you have any idea what you just put me through?" he snapped, his tone cutting through the air. "Ninety thousand dollars! How could you be so careless?"The lady's eyes widened in surprise, her previous confidence now replaced with a mix of fear and regret. She stamme