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142Derek shot her a wary look, rubbing his sore jaw. “Look, Serena… Maybe it’s best if we just let it go. Allvar’s got his own life. We don’t have to make everything a competition.”Her head whipped around, a fiery glare fixed on him. “Let it go? Derek, he’s openly trying to humiliate me. If you think I’m just going to sit back and do nothing, you’re out of your mind.”Derek sighed, knowing better than to argue further. The tension hung between them, though neither said another word as they walked on, each stewing in their own thoughts.Meanwhile, on the other side of the store, Allvar gave a sheepish smile. “Thanks for stepping in back there,” he said, scratching the back of his neck. “Seems like I’m making you do that way too often.”Seraphina raised an eyebrow, a playful smile tugging at her lips. “Oh, you definitely owe me now,” she teased, giving him a light nudge. “I’ll be adding it to the list.”He laughed softly, but his expression grew more serious as he glanced down. “You’r
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143As they continued down the aisles, Seraphina’s cheerful energy brightened Allvar’s mood. She waved off his attempts to be modest as she piled luxurious items into their cart, her laughter infectious.“Allvar, I’m serious,” she said, glancing at him with a playful smile. “Take anything you like. Today’s my treat!”Allvar chuckled, though he looked a bit shy. “I appreciate it, really, but you don’t have to go overboard. I’ll be fine with just one or two things.”“Oh, nonsense,” she replied, waving a hand dismissively. “I’ve never met anyone who needed some spoiling as much as you do. Now, what about this jacket? It’s practically calling your name.”He hesitated, reaching out to touch the soft fabric. It was undeniably nice, the kind of thing he’d admired from a distance but never seriously considered buying. “It’s… a bit much, don’t you think?”“Not at all,” Seraphina said, her eyes twinkling. “If you like it, it’s yours. I won’t take ‘no’ for an answer.”Allvar shook his head, smil
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144Allvar sighed, preparing himself for the inevitable. He knew Serena and Derek were the type to throw insults when they were feeling insecure, but this time, he wasn’t going to let it bother him. Not with Seraphina standing by his side.He glanced at her, seeing the way her expression shifted from calm to sharp. She stood tall beside him, her posture radiating quiet confidence, ready to defend him if need be. He couldn’t help but feel a small flicker of appreciation. Derek, who had been unusually quiet, couldn’t stay silent for long. His eyes glinted with mockery as he stepped forward, his lips curling into a smirk. “I just don’t get it, Allvar,” he began, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “How in the world did someone like you manage to land a post at Waterfall Corporation? I mean, I can’t even imagine.”Allvar kept his expression neutral, though his fists clenched at his sides. Derek’s mockery wasn’t new, but he had learned not to rise to the bait. He responded with a dry chuckle
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145“You know,” she cut in smoothly, her voice sweet but with a hidden edge, “it’s funny, Derek. You’re always so quick to assume how things work in this world. But Allvar? He’s not the type to need anyone to ‘help’ him get ahead.” Her eyes flickered briefly to Allvar, a small, affectionate smile curving her lips. “He does just fine on his own.” Derek sneered, his fingers twitching as if he wanted to lash out. “I don’t know what kind of games you two are playing, but it’s pathetic,” he snapped, narrowing his eyes at Seraphina. “You think this—this—has any real value? Allvar? He’s nothing.”“Oh, you’re right,” Seraphina replied with a delicate, mocking tilt of her head. “Allvar’s 'nothing'. But he’s more than enough for me, Derek. That must sting, doesn’t it? Knowing he has something you’ll never have: integrity.” Her tone was sweet, but there was a bite in her words that made Derek flinch.The tension thickened in the air, and Derek shifted uneasily. But his ego wouldn’t let him back
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146“She’s way out of your league,” Derek muttered under his breath, but loud enough for everyone to hear. “What’s a woman like that doing with a loser like you?”Allvar’s eyes narrowed as he shot Derek a pointed look. “You know, Derek, maybe you’re right. A woman like Seraphina deserves someone who actually knows how to appreciate her.” He leaned in slightly, his tone turning just a shade colder. “Someone who knows not to mess with her, or anyone she cares about.”Derek scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest. “Appreciate her? You think you’re capable of that? Don’t kid yourself, Allvar. You’re just playing a role, and when the act is up, she’ll see you for what you really are.”Seraphina stepped closer to Allvar, a smirk playing on her lips. She glanced briefly at Derek before locking eyes with Allvar. “You’re just jealous, Derek,” she said, her voice cutting through the tension like a sharp knife. “Because despite everything you’ve tried, Allvar’s got something you’ll never have—
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147Derek couldn’t hold back anymore. He took another step forward, his battered body tense despite the bandages wrapped around his arm and leg. Each movement seemed to remind him of his recent defeat—an embarrassment he could barely swallow. The crowd’s attention only fueled the fire simmering in his eyes. He pointed a shaky finger at Seraphina, his voice a dangerous growl. “You think this is over? You think just because you play at loyalty, you’ve won?”Allvar’s expression hardened as he noted the bandages. There was a part of him that almost pitied Derek. Almost. But seeing the way Derek’s jaw tightened, the way his eyes glittered with barely-contained fury, he knew this confrontation was inevitable. “Derek, listen to yourself,” Allvar said, his voice measured, calm in the face of Derek’s storm. “You’re injured. You should be resting, not dragging yourself here to—”“Silence!” Derek’s face twisted, veins standing out like cords against his neck. “I don’t need your pity or your fa
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148Derek’s eyes burned with fury, his hands shaking at his sides. “You think you’ve won, huh, Allvar? Well, I’ll teach you a lesson you’ll never forget.”Allvar couldn’t help himself. He burst into laughter, shaking his head as he looked Derek up and down. It wasn’t the response Derek was expecting, and it only made him angrier. “Really, Derek? You think you can scare me with that empty threat?”“What’s so funny?” Derek demanded, his voice thick with disbelief, his fists clenched at his sides.Serena raised an eyebrow, glancing between the two men as she stepped a little closer to Allvar. “Yeah, what’s so funny?” she echoed, her tone sharp but curious. “This looks pretty serious to me.”Allvar wiped away a tear from the corner of his eye, still chuckling. “Oh, it’s just... it’s just that you’ve been trying so hard to be the big bad wolf, Derek,” he said, his voice laced with sarcasm. “But you’re not fooling anyone. Especially not me.”
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149The tension in the air was thick as Derek lunged forward, his fury blinding him to the pain in his limbs. Before he could make another move, a group of salespeople appeared, rushing over in a hurry to break up the scene."Hey, hey! What do you think you’re doing?" one of them, a tall woman with a stern expression, demanded as she stepped between Derek and Allvar, holding up a hand. "This is a public space! You can’t go around fighting here."Serena, still flushed with anger, pointed an accusing finger at Allvar. “It’s him! He’s the one causing all this trouble!” she spat, glaring at him.Allvar raised an eyebrow, unfazed. “Me? No, Serena, it’s Derek who wanted to make a scene,” he said calmly, shaking his head. “I’m just here minding my business.”Derek’s face flushed red with rage. “You’re lying, Allvar! You’re always trying to get under my skin! You think you’re so much better than me!”“Allvar doesn’t need to do anything t
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225The room was oppressively still, the weight of Mr. Larson's verdict pressing down on everyone like a suffocating fog. A collective gasp rippled through the shop as the crowd absorbed the revelation. Allvar’s eyes glinted with quiet triumph, though his face remained composed. He stood back, letting the unfolding chaos speak louder than any words he might offer. Howard was paralyzed, his face drained of all color. His mouth opened and closed like a fish gasping for air, but no sound came. His fists were clenched so tightly that the veins bulged on his hands. Gone was the swaggering bravado of the dealer; now, he looked like a desperate, cornered animal, his carefully constructed pride crumbling before the crowd. “No!” Howard suddenly shouted, his voice cracking like a broken bell. “It can’t be! This clock—this piece is one of a kind! You can’t just *say* it’s fake!” His voice wavered, each word soaked with desperation. Yet the uncertainty in his tone betrayed him. The crowd be
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224He stormed over to the counter, his boots tapping loudly against the worn wooden floor, the noise echoing in the small, cluttered shop. His eyes flicked over the mess of papers and trinkets strewn across the surface, as though searching for something that might explain the inexplicable situation. Howard muttered to himself, shuffling through the stack of documents as his fingers fumbled with the papers. His frustration was palpable, but he said nothing to the woman still standing near the counter, clutching the old clock with trembling hands."Do you really think it’s fake?" she asked softly, her voice barely audible as she watched Allvar, her eyes shifting between him and the clock.Allvar turned towards her, his expression neutral but his eyes sharp. "I wouldn’t be this confident if I wasn’t sure," he said, his tone calm yet firm. "But don’t take my word for it. Let the experts tell you." He gestured to the papers on the counter, trying to mask the frustration that simmered just
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223The murmurs of the crowd grew louder, and Allvar could feel the eyes of the room on him. The woman who had been considering buying the clock shot him a suspicious look before speaking up, her voice dripping with annoyance."Fine," she said, her arms crossed tightly across her chest. "If you're so sure this clock isn't worth the price, then prove it. Get it appraised."Allvar’s gaze flickered over to Howard, who stood behind the counter, his face a mixture of defiance and growing discomfort. The dealer took a step back, his shoulders stiffening as if trying to distance himself from the idea of having his prized item scrutinized. For a moment, he didn’t respond, instead tightening his jaw and glaring at the room."No need for that," Howard muttered, his voice low but clearly audible. "This clock speaks for itself."The younger man in the leather jacket snorted from the corner, clearly enjoying the scene unfolding before him. "Maybe it speaks for itself, but I don't think it's saying
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222The growing tension in the shop had not gone unnoticed. Several customers, who had been quietly browsing the shelves of antique trinkets and vintage furniture, began to shift their attention to the escalating argument. Murmurs rippled through the room as they exchanged glances, intrigued by Alvar’s boldness.A middle-aged man near a display of ornate vases cleared his throat loudly. “Well, this is something you don’t see every day,” he remarked to no one in particular, his voice carrying a mix of amusement and disbelief.“Certainly not in a place like this,” replied a younger woman standing beside him. She was holding a dusty book, her lips curling into a small smile. “Who knew antique shops could be so entertaining?”The older woman clutching a delicate porcelain figurine shook her head disapprovingly. “Young man, you should mind your business,” she said, her tone stern as she glanced at Alvar. “This lady is perfectly capable of making her own decisions without your interference.
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221The dealer straightened up, a smug expression crossing his face. “Madam, I assure you, this clock is not counterfeit. Its craftsmanship alone is worth far more than what I’m asking. I cannot sell it for less than $100,000. Not a cent less.”The woman’s sharp features darkened, her lips pressing into a thin line. “That’s absurd,” she snapped. “You’ve been dragging this out for long enough. Who in their right mind would pay that much for an old clock?”The dealer leaned forward slightly, placing his hands on the counter, his tone dripping with mock patience. “Perhaps someone who recognizes value when they see it, madam. This is no ordinary clock. It’s the best you’ll find in this entire city. And frankly,” he added, glancing at the time on his wristwatch, “I don’t have time to debate with you any further. Take it or leave it.”The woman’s gaze flickered toward the clock, her frustration evident as she clenched her sleek black wallet tighter. “You’re really not going to budge, are yo
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220Alvar’s grip tightened on the watch, his knuckles turning white as he held the woman’s gaze. Her sharp features softened for just a moment, as though she were debating whether or not to speak. He could feel the weight of her hesitation, the tension in the air thick enough to cut with a knife.“That’s an interesting piece you’ve got there,” she finally said, nodding toward the pocket watch in his hand. Her tone was laced with sarcasm, and she cast a pointed look at the dealer. “Does it have a story, too, or is it just another ‘legend’ to justify the price?”The dealer’s polished demeanor faltered. His lips pressed into a thin line as he straightened his posture. “Madam,” he said, his tone clipped, “if you’re not interested in the clock, I suggest we conclude our business. There are other patrons who value my time.” He gestured toward Alvar, his irritation barely concealed.Alvar smirked faintly, running his thumb over the smooth surface of the watch. “I don’t know about legends,” h
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219The wooden door creaked open, and Alvar stepped into the antique shop, the familiar scent of aged books and polished brass enveloping him. The faint hum of conversation mixed with the occasional clink of porcelain and the rustle of paper. The shop was livelier than he remembered, its patrons bustling around, poring over dusty leather-bound books, porcelain figurines, and curiosities that seemed to come from every corner of the world.Alvar hesitated at the threshold, momentarily overwhelmed by the chaos inside. It had been years since he’d last visited this place. Back then, it had been a quiet refuge—a small, dimly lit sanctuary where time seemed to stand still. Now, it felt… different. More crowded, more alive. And yet, something about it still called to him.He stepped inside, his shoes scuffing softly against the worn wooden floorboards. **"Just a little peace,"** he murmured to himself, slipping his hands into his coat pockets and beginning to wander. As he weaved through th
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218Falck leaned back in his chair, his smirk widening as the chaos settled in the boardroom. The tension was palpable, the kind that thickened the air and made breathing seem like a deliberate effort. The board members exchanged uneasy glances, some pretending to review their notes, others avoiding eye contact altogether. No one dared to challenge him further.A shrill buzz from Falck’s phone shattered the silence. He picked it up, his sharp gaze darting across the screen. A single message appeared: **Phase Two initiated. Awaiting confirmation.** Without missing a beat, he closed the message and rose, addressing the room. “Ladies and gentlemen,” Falck began, his tone cool but authoritative, “this marks a turning point for our company. From this moment on, transparency and integrity will no longer be optional—they will be non-negotiable.” One of the board members, a gray-haired man with a furrowed brow, cleared his throat. “Mr. Falck, might I suggest we—” “You might not,” Fa
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217---The café door chimed as Falck stepped out into the brisk night air, his mind racing. The Architect. The name lingered, sharp and deliberate, like the move of a chess piece Falck hadn't accounted for. If this "Architect" wanted to play games, they were about to find out he didn’t lose.---Back in the dim cell, Mrs. Abbott stared at the USB drive on the table. Jake, finally standing, paced nervously. "Are we really going to trust some shadowy stranger?" he muttered. Mrs. Abbott didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she ran a finger along the edge of the drive, her mind calculating. Edgar broke the silence. "Do we have a choice? Falck's already won round one. If this 'visitor' has the resources they claim, it might be our only shot." Jake stopped pacing, glaring at Edgar. "And what if it's a trap? We plug this thing in, and boom—Falck gets everything on us." Mrs. Abbott finally spoke, her tone icy and authoritative. "If we do nothing, we're already dead in the water. Get
