"Mr. Wolf was part of the shadow syndicate? How did he became friends with Mr. Thompson?" Tristan was curious. "Yes, he is part of that organization but then I only saw him being the scientist of the Chronos Weavers but he is a cunning man. He deceived and manipulated me into believing he was the true creator of the Quantum Reverie watch blueprint. He convinced me that another scientist Mr. Granger of the Chronarium had stolen the design for him. And I foolishly believed him and stole the blueprint from Mr. Granger." Henry explained and his eyes darkened. Lydia's eyes widened in shock,"You stole it? How could you do that?" "I know it's very wrong but I was blinded by him, he played on my innocence. What I didn't know was that Mr. Wolf had an ulterior motive, that he wanted to use the Quantum Reverie to further his own interests to manipulate time and control the flow of history." Henry said."I tried to get the blueprint from Mr. Granger but I didn't know Mr. Wolf had other plans. H

Henry left the laboratory with Tristan and Mr. Howard. Henry turned to Mr. Howard to thank him for allowing them to see the body of Mr. Thompson in the cryonic process. "Thank you for showing us that interesting preservation method," Henry said, still trying to process the eerie sight they had just witnessed. "The pleasure is all mine, Henry. Now, shall we had back to the mansion and have some breakfast? I'm sure you guys must be hungry after that enlightening experience," Mr. Howard smiled. Tristan nodded in agreement, rubbing his stomach, "I could do with some eggs and bacon, Mr. Howard." he chuckled. Henry followed the pair, his mind still reeling from the events of the previous night. As they emerged from the bunker and entered the mansion, Henry's eyes scannd the area, searching for a glimpse of Lydia's fiery hair. "Mr. Howard, where's Lydia?" Henry asked, trying to sound nonchalant. Mr. Howard's expression turned neutral, "Oh, Lydia said she had some urgent matter, she'll

Henry was accompanied by Tristan as they emerged form the car with Lydia, seated in a wheelchair beside them. While Mr. Howard was surprised to see the sight of Lydia's fragile form. "What happened?" Mr. Howard eyes darting between the three of them. "I apologize for not informing you and this unexpected arrival. We've had quite an eventful day. And I'll explain." Henry said. Tristan standing beside Henry, scratching his nape, "We really had a bit of a situation on our hands." he said.As they entered the mansion, Henry began to share what happened, "We found Lydia at the old abandoned house which is my house located on the outskirts of town. She was on the floor, unconscius and we immediately take her to the hospital." Tristan picked up where Henry left off, "The doctors diagnosed her with memory loss, Mr. Howard. She doesn't remember anything, not even her own name." Mr. Howard's eyes grew wide. "That's terrible! And why was she discharged this early?" Henry's expression darke

The stormy night had turned the deserted road into a battlefield. Henry and Tristan were fighting for their lives against the shadow syndicate hunters. With the flashes of gunfire, the darkness was illuminated as the sound of thunder was drowned out by the constant exchange of bullets. Tristan continued to maneuvered the car with precision, he took sharp turns and dodge the bullets while Henry was above the din of the battle. "I'm trying, Henry!" Tristan shouted, his knuckles turning white as he gripped on the steering wheel. The syndicate's numbers seemed endless and Henry's bullets were running low. He reached for a spare but his pocket was empty. "Tris, I'm out of ammo," Henry said. Tristan's eyes darted to the rear view mirror where he saw the syndicate's vehicles closing in. "Oh no. I'm out of bullets too. Our only option is to get out of here." he exclaimed. Henry's hand instinctively went to his wrist, where his Quantum Reverie watch glowed with a soft blue light. He act

"George. I admit that Im guilty of stealing your identity but there's a lot to explain and I hope you'll hear me out." Henry said.Tristan intervened, "George? Let's hear him out. We've come a long way to get this point. Let's not rush to judgment." George's expression softened slightly but his anger still simmered just below the surface, "Fine. Explain yourself. But I'm not going to tolerate any lies or deceit. You just brainwashed my cousins brain." he dissed. Henry nodded, "It's a long story, but I'll try to keep the brief. So it all started because off this watch. Or should I call the Quantum Reverie watch, this is an extraordinary device that allows me to switch identities with only one persona. It's a tool I've been using to correct some wrongs in my past." he began. "And I have chose your identity because we share a similar fate. We both have families that were wronged in some way. My father's riches were stolen by my cruel in-laws and I'm sure you have your own story of bet