Cory was standing in front of the large queen sized bed. Up to this moment, he didn't know that such a bed existed in the penthouse. He didn't even know how Elaine was able to find the room. Well, he hadn't really stayed here for too long, so it was natural to keep getting surprised. But that wasn't even his worries at this moment. His worries were enshrined in the little beauty that was sleeping peacefully on the bed. Mara. Mara looked so neat and clean. She was so clean that for the first time ever, Cory felt grateful to Elaine. At this moment, he was beginning to regret what he did to her. "She didn't even eat." He muttered as he stared at Mara.Her long, sleek hair has been stylishly braided into beautiful rounds. He knew that Elaine must have done this. He felt even worse for doing that to Elaine. He brushed the stray thoughts off. He didn't want to dwell on things like that. There was a reason he had gone to Mara's place in the first place. He hadn't gotten the chance to do

Mara was seated on the floor, in the middle of the living room. Her legs were crossed over each other, and her eyelids were covering her eyes. It wasn't as though it was necessary to close her eyes. She had been told to do so. Cory was kneeling down right in front of her. His eyes were closed, too. If you asked him, he had no idea why he had told her what he had just said. But there was something deep inside of him that wanted the words to come into reality. This would be the best gift he could ever present to Mara. He didn't know for how long she had been blind, but based on the fact that he met her when she was a little older than three, then it was safe to say that she was practically blind all her life. How beautiful would it be then if she could see for once, if not again. "Should I open?" Mara asked. "No, silly." Cory snapped. "I've not even started yet." Cory knew that he sounded dumb by what he had just said. He was the one who had promised to heal her eyes, but now he'

Cory just knelt there smiling like a burnt goat. He didn't have a say over his own face. His face was widely spread in a deep smile. He couldn't anchor the width of the glee he was feeling at that moment. The combustion of happiness happening deep inside of him was more than the ordinary. His brain had been shrouded by the pool of dopamine. He just smiled uncontrollably as he stared at the little girl who could now see after several years of being blind. He didn't even care that the joy was limited. He didn't care that in the next five seconds, she would go blind again. The glow of the recent feeling had kindled his light heart, illuminating his foggy mind. "I can see you, Cory!!!" She jumped into his arms, hugging him wildly. The manner at which she had jumped into his arms, she didn't care whether or not she could break his neck. She was so thrilled and happy that Cory didn't know when a stray tear dropped from his rigid face. He could never have imagined that in the next five

When the fist landed in Cory's face, his cheeks folded in, and his nose shifted to the side. The force of the hit was so random and effective, which made the impact even more fatal. "You lowlife pervert!!! How dare you touch my boss!!!" Charles barked at Cory. He drew another fist and was about to launch the attack. At this moment, Cory was very much aware of the situation. He stopped the hand mid-air. "How dare you stop me from teaching you a lesson! Let my hand go!" Charles seemed bent on wanting to break the jaws and bones of Cory. Cory added a little pressure on the wrist of Charles that he was holding. The pressure was quite subtle but effective. At first, Charles was still ranting and raving, trying to intimidate Cory, but then he lost his voice. "Ow. Ow, that hurts. Let go of me." Charles started to fight for his life. But Cory didn't let go of him. He held still on to the wrist of Charles, adding more and more pressure. Charles' knees had folded this time, and he was abo

He turned around to see the man who had ordered him to stop. It was a lanky man. The man looked well built. His frame was towering and quite intimidating. If Cory didn't have any supernatural abilities, he probably would be shaking and quaking just standing in front of the man. Coupled with his intimidating physique, the man's face looked like a personified rock. It would seem as though if an object crashed against it, such would turn into a fine pebble. The man weighed Cory's physique and outline with his wild eyes, looking Cory from the head to toe.Because of the nature of his eyes, it was hard to tell if he was looking down on Cory or if he was only doing his job. Cory didn't want to start having ideas, but he could tell that that was what judging eyes looked like"How may I help you?" The man inquired boldly. Cory smiled warmly at the man, reaching out his hand to shake the man's hand. "My name is Cory. I just want to talk to the receptionist. It won't take too long." Cory's