The atmosphere was warm and filled with laughter. Jenny sat at the end of the table, still looking a bit awkward but smiling after being welcomed back into the family. Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupted the peaceful dinner. Katty stood up, glancing briefly at Joseph and Mr. Barta. “I’ll see who it is,” she said with a faint smile. Katty opened the door, and her expression changed instantly. Standing before her was a woman dressed elegantly but overly so, smiling smugly. It was Mrs. Helen, Katty’s biological mother, who had been absent for years. “Katty, my darling!” exclaimed Mrs. Helen, quickly hugging Katty. Katty stiffened but tried to smile. “Mom, what brings you here?” she asked, slightly startled. “Can’t I visit my daughter and son-in-law?” Mrs. Helen replied sweetly, though her tone sounded forced. Katty tried to remain polite. “Come in, we’re having dinner.” Mrs. Helen entered the room with a haughty stride. Joseph stood up, putting on a polite smi
Mr. Barta, who had been holding back for quite some time, could no longer suppress his anger. His face turned red, and his hands trembled as he slammed his fork onto the table with a loud clang. “You have no shame, Helen!” Mr. Barta said in a cold tone. “At my old age, it’s only natural that I live comfortably like this. Katty provides me with these facilities not because I demanded them, but because I’ve taken good care of her since she was a child. I made sure she went to school and got the best education. I raised our children alone after you left, without even a shred of help from you.” Mrs. Helen sobbed, but her cries sounded more like theatrics than genuine sadness. She looked at Katty with teary eyes, ignoring Mr. Barta’s words. “Katty, my sweetheart… you know how hard my life has been. My husband divorced me. Now, I’m old and have no one left. I can’t work like I used to. I came here just to ask for your help, my own daughter.” Katty looked confused, sitting still with wide
Mrs. Helen stood silent for a moment, clutching her worn-out bag tightly. The reality hit her hard: she no longer had a home. Her ex-husband had thrown her out without a shred of mercy. She had no money, no place to go. Refusing this offer meant one thing—living as a homeless person on the streets. With a heavy sigh, Mrs. Helen finally said, “Alright... I’ll stay at the nursing home.” *** Six months later... The living room of Joseph and Katty’s house was filled with warmth, laughter, and joy. Katty, her belly now noticeably rounder, sat on a plush sofa with a glass of juice in her hand. Joseph, as always, was by her side, gently massaging her slightly swollen feet. “I can’t believe it’s already been seven months,” Katty said with a small smile, caressing her belly. “It feels like we just found out yesterday.” Joseph nodded, pride glowing in his eyes. “Seven incredible months. And tomorrow… tomorrow is the big moment. The G-Clim Changer officially launches. And we’ll fin
Joseph stood beside Katty, his face calm despite the turmoil in his heart. Before him, Uncle Bura spoke confidently, his words dripping with condescension.The relatives present murmured among themselves, creating an uncomfortable atmosphere.“Katty,” Uncle Bura's voice echoed, “you’re an intelligent and talented woman. Why do you keep holding on to a husband who only relies on you? This Joseph… he’s nothing but a burden.”“Uncle Bura, that’s enough,” Katty said firmly, her eyes sharp and unwavering. “Joseph is not what you think. He is my husband and the father of my child. If you cannot respect him, please watch your words!”Uncle Bura scoffed, waving his hand dismissively. “Why should I? Everyone knows Joseph is just leeching off you. Even all the accomplishments that have been in the news lately… they’re because of your name, not his!”The murmurs among the relatives grew louder. Some began nodding in agreement.A female cousin of Katty suddenly chimed in. “Uncle Bura is right, Ka
One week after the G-Clim Changer device was successfully deployed worldwide, Joseph once again became the center of attention in the tech world. This revolutionary device had now become a savior for Earth, mitigating the increasingly uncontrollable threat of climate change.However, Joseph was not content to stop there. He knew that technological progress must continue for the sake of future generations.Today, in a futuristic conference room filled with professors and technology experts from across the globe, Joseph presented his vision for the future of global communication.The meeting room was dominated by white tones, featuring a circular glass table surrounded by ergonomic chairs. At the center of the table was an interactive circular screen displaying a world map with various real-time data. Holograms of graphs and statistics continuously shifted on the walls, adding a high-tech ambiance.Joseph stood at the front, dressed in a simple yet authoritative suit. Before him, dozens
"This is a laser weapon, which I will call Gun-G. Like a gun, but instead of bullets, it uses lasers. It's a photonic laser weapon integrating the latest advancements in military technology. The concept is simple but revolutionary. I'll explain further if you have questions. Please, go ahead."The professors and technicians in the room sat silently, their eyes fixed on Joseph's second presentation."So, what makes this weapon different from the others?" asked Dr. Hans, a renowned ballistics expert, his tone skeptical.Joseph smiled. "First, efficiency and speed. This device fires lasers at the speed of light, making it impossible to evade. Whether the target is stationary or moving rapidly, it will be hit within microseconds."He continued, pointing at the center of a hologram. "See this—it's the trajectory adjustment system. This allows the weapon to adjust its firing angle with extreme precision, even if the target moves unpredictably. With this, the accuracy approaches 100%."Dr. E
“I have an idea,” Ramond said, his voice deep and commanding, breaking the silence that filled the room.Jennifer stared at him with disbelief, her eyes narrowing as if trying to decipher the thoughts behind her husband’s words. “What idea are you thinking of this time?” she asked in a low voice.Ramond took a slow drag from his cigar, exhaling the smoke with a measured calmness. “We kill Thalib Guezz.”The words hung in the air like a bomb detonating without a sound. Jennifer froze, her heart pounding in her chest. She turned sharply, her face a mixture of shock and anger. “Are you insane? I don’t agree with this!”Ramond placed the cigar down deliberately, then stood up. Despite his advancing age, his presence was as imposing as ever. “Are you still defending your ex-father-in-law?” he asked coldly, his words cutting like a blade to Jennifer’s heart.“If so, feel free to go back to the Guezz family. Leave me and our children. I don’t need a woman like you!”Jennifer felt as if her w
Joseph stood before his grandfather's coffin, his eyes fixed on the old man’s face, now serene with eyes closed in eternal rest.The scent of lilies filled the room, deepening the heavy silence. The coffin was placed at the center of a grand hall adorned with opulent decorations—a high ceiling painted with murals, a massive crystal chandelier hanging above, and sturdy white marble pillars flanking the space.Joseph approached slowly, as though his feet were weighed down. He bent slightly, touching the edge of the mahogany coffin. In a low, almost whispering voice, he said, “Grandpa, your death has taken me by surprise. If your passing was caused by human hands, I swear, I will avenge for you.”From the corner of the room, Jennifer stood gracefully, her sharp eyes locked on Joseph. Despite the distance between them, she caught his words. Her face remained calm, but the glass of water she held trembled slightly.The tension in the room was palpable, pressing on everyone present, though