Leon had been busy organizing the shelves of his thriving gadget store, the one the system hadbguided him to create. It was no ordinary shop. it brimmed with futuristic designs, high-tech gadgets, and the latest must haves for tech enthusiasts. His employees moved with purpose, attending to curious customers who wandered into the sleek, modern space.
Leon kept a low profile, blending into the background as the owner. He had no intention of drawing attention to himself. Not yet. The chime of the door startled him from his thoughts. He looked up, his chest tightening when he recognized the two figures who stepped inside. Sophia, his ex-wife, and Ethan, the man who had been the bane of his existence. Sophia’s heels clicked against the polished floor as she entered, her eyes scanning the store with interest. “Wow,” she said, glancing around. “This place is stunning. It’s so... trendy. Exactly the kind of shop I’d expect to see in the city.” Ethan smirked, his arm looped casually around Sophia’s waist. “Not bad for a place in this town. Let’s grab something. You’ve been wanting a new tech toy, haven’t you?” Sophia nodded, her gaze flitting over the displays. “Of course. You know I always have to keep up with what’s in.” Leon Carter turned away, pretending to inspect a set of high-tech ear buds on the shelf. His heart thudded as their voices grew closer. “Look at this one,” Sophia said, pointing to a sleek gadget displayed on a pedestal. “It’s so cute! I could totally use this for my morning workouts." Ethan chuckled. “Cute? Babe, you don’t buy tech because it’s cute. You buy it because it’s expensive and makes you look important.” Leon bit back a laugh as he listened. They hadn’t changed. Not one bit. As they wandered the store, Sophia’s eyes fell on Leon. She tilted her head, narrowing her eyes. “Wait a second... do I know you?” Leon turned, giving her a brief glance before looking back at the shelf. “Just browsing,” he said simply. Sophia’s brow furrowed, and then her lips curled into a sneer. “Oh. My. God. Ethan, look who it is. It’s Leon.” Ethan burst into a mocking laughter. “Seriously? What are you doing here, Leon? Stocking shelves? Do you need some spare change?” Sophia giggled, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “What a surprise. The mighty Leon, working in a retail tech shop. I always knew you’d end up like this.” Leon didn’t reply. He simply continued adjusting the display, his movements calm and deliberate. “Hey, don’t ignore us,” Ethan taunted. “What’s the matter? Too ashamed to admit you’re a failure? Sophia rolled her eyes dramatically. “Honestly, this is embarrassing. Why are we even talking to him? He might try to make us feel bad for him. Let’s just call security. Who knows? He might try to steal something.” Ethan snickered. “Good idea. Hey! Security, We got an intruder here!” A guard appeared, his face stern as he approached Leon. “You,” the guard barked. “This isn’t a hangout spot. Leave before I make you.” Leon raised an eyebrow but didn’t argue. He nodded and began walking toward the exit. But the guard wasn’t satisfied. He grabbed Leon by the arm, shoving him toward the door with unnecessary force. The guard was employed by Leon's manager. He didn't know that Leon is his boss. “Don’t come back unless you’re buying something,” the guard snarled as he pushed Leon outside. Sophia and Ethan stood near the entrance, watching the scene unfold with smug satisfaction. As Leon stood outside, brushing himself off, Sophia called out, “Wait! I forgot something.” She reached into her purse, pulling out the wedding ring Leon had once given her. With a mocking smile, she tossed it at his feet. “Here,” she said. “You can have it back. I don’t need it anymore.” Leon didn’t flinch. He simply watched as the ring hit the ground with a soft clink. “Let’s go,” Sophia said, turning to Ethan. She grabbed his hand, and as they walked away, she pulled him close and kissed him, throwing a final dagger into Leon’s heart. Leon stood silently, watching as they disappeared down the street. A passing customer glanced at him curiously, but he quickly straightened up, his expression calm. He wasn’t the same man they used to know. From the shop’s large display window, Leon watched the couple walk away, hand in hand, their laughter echoing in the street. A faint, knowing smile spread across his face. “Enjoy it while it lasts,” he muttered to himself. He turned back toward the shop, his gaze sharp and determined. The Winters family had no idea what was coming. Leon wasn’t done with them, not by a long shot. He would keep playing the part, biding his time until everything fell into place. With that Leon made to walk back to the shop but the security man stopped him. "hey, you don't fit in here, take your leave or I'll bundle you out". He ordered. Leon Carter was becoming furious, didn't his manager tell him whom his boss was before he got him employed to work for him. it was annoying and frustrating but still yet, he kept quite and watched him. Leon disliked the character he display, it made him realized, he prefer the rich over the poor even though him, himself was poor. Leon fired him a stare. He made a call, with that he left the premises as he headed towards his black spot sleek car. he wasn't going to tell him yet. He was going to humble him and make him beg for Mercy. Leon was unhappy not because of meeting his ex-wife Sophia and her rude boyfriend but because the security guard sided his enemy under his own property. He drove away quietly as he headed home.Related Chapters
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Leon watched as the girl adjusted the hem of her dress, still flustered from the incident. Her cheeks were flushed, and she avoided eye contact with the crowd, as if hoping to disappear into the floor."Relax," Leon said quietly, leaning against the wall beside her. "They'll forget about it in five minutes."She let out a nervous laugh. "I doubt that. I’m not exactly blending in here."Leon studied her for a moment. There was something different about her, something the others didn’t have. She didn’t fit in, but that wasn’t a bad thing."I'm Leon, by the way."The girl hesitated before finally offering a small smile. "Clara.""Nice to meet you, Clara."Across the ballroom, Sophia was still watching. Her lips curled into a sly smirk as she whispered something to her mother. Leon knew exactly what they were saying, mocking him, laughing at the fact that he had chosen to talk to Clara instead of mingling with the high society elites.But he didn’t care.The night was young, and Leon had
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The next morning, sunlight crept through Leon’s curtains, casting long shadows across the room. He sat at the edge of his bed, staring down at his hands. Clara had been dropped off safely at her apartment the night before, but the echoes of her sobs still lingered in his mind. The system had gone silent since then. Leon stood, slipping on a black t-shirt and jeans before heading toward the kitchen. The smell of fresh coffee filled the air. As he poured a cup, the system chimed. “Incoming call – private line.” Leon set down his cup. “Answer.” A familiar voice greeted him. It was his old friend, Mason. “Leon. It’s been a while,” Mason said, his tone cautious. “I know,” Leon replied. “What is it?” There was a brief pause. “It’s about the Winters.” Leon’s grip tightened around the coffee mug. The Winters—his uncle’s family. The people who took everything from him. “What about them?” Mason’s voice lowered. “They’re digging into your past. Rumors are spreading. They’re trying to
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Leon watched as the girl adjusted the hem of her dress, still flustered from the incident. Her cheeks were flushed, and she avoided eye contact with the crowd, as if hoping to disappear into the floor."Relax," Leon said quietly, leaning against the wall beside her. "They'll forget about it in five minutes."She let out a nervous laugh. "I doubt that. I’m not exactly blending in here."Leon studied her for a moment. There was something different about her, something the others didn’t have. She didn’t fit in, but that wasn’t a bad thing."I'm Leon, by the way."The girl hesitated before finally offering a small smile. "Clara.""Nice to meet you, Clara."Across the ballroom, Sophia was still watching. Her lips curled into a sly smirk as she whispered something to her mother. Leon knew exactly what they were saying, mocking him, laughing at the fact that he had chosen to talk to Clara instead of mingling with the high society elites.But he didn’t care.The night was young, and Leon had
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Leon’s car rolled to a stop under the flickering light of a streetlamp. The rain had passed, leaving behind a faint mist that clung to the pavement. The night air was cold and quiet, with only the occasional distant hum of traffic. He switched off the engine and leaned back for a moment, letting the silence sink in. This was the spot. The woman had highlighted out before slipping away like a shadow. Leon stepped out of the car, his boots splashing lightly in the puddles that stretched across the cracked pavement. He glanced around. The area wasn’t busy—just a few late-night wanderers and the odd car cruising by. His coat shifted as he took a few steps toward the corner of the street. The place felt strange. Not in a dangerous way, but as if something was waiting just ahead, unseen. It was a slum. He rubbed the back of his neck, puzzled. Why did the system want him to make her fall for him? It didn’t make sense. He wasn’t here for romance or games. The mission was supposed to be
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Leon sat quietly, tapping his phone as he called a trusted contact one who owed him a favor. Someone he helped and gave him a job. The system had given him a task, but if he didn’t know where to start, he’d have to rely on resources. The phone rang twice before a rough voice answered. “Leon? What’s up?” the voice at the other end asked. “I need you to find someone,” Leon said firmly, leaning back against his chair. “I don’t know her name or address, but I can describe her.” The man on the other end groaned. “That’s vague, Leon. You’re not giving me much to work with.” Leon ignored the comment and continued. “She has long brown hair almost like chocolate. Green eyes. There’s a small scar, a mark, on her left palm. She was wearing a light blue dress with white sandals the day I met her.” “You sure about all that?” the man asked. “Yes,” Leon replied with certainty. He could still picture her perfectly. “Find her. Fast.” “Fine. It’ll take me a day or two or probably weeks, but I’ll
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Leon spent the next few days trying to push thoughts of the stubborn girl out of his mind. No matter how much he focused on other tasks, her face and sharp words kept popping up. “Forget it,” Leon muttered to himself one morning, getting ready to head out. “I have bigger things to deal with.” The system tasks had kept him busy, but today he wanted a break. He grabbed his jacket, checked his phone, and decided to treat himself to a good meal. The weather had cleared up, and the thought of eating at a luxurious restaurant seemed like a nice distraction. Leon arrived at La Belle Royale, one of the most upscale restaurants in the city. Its golden lights and marble entrance made it look like a palace. People in elegant suits and dresses walked in and out, chatting and laughing. Leon stepped inside, his calm confidence setting him apart from the crowd. He was about to ask for a table when his attention was drawn to the far end of the restaurant. A loud voice echoed through the place. “
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Leon had been busy organizing the shelves of his thriving gadget store, the one the system hadbguided him to create. It was no ordinary shop. it brimmed with futuristic designs, high-tech gadgets, and the latest must haves for tech enthusiasts. His employees moved with purpose, attending to curious customers who wandered into the sleek, modern space. Leon kept a low profile, blending into the background as the owner. He had no intention of drawing attention to himself. Not yet. The chime of the door startled him from his thoughts. He looked up, his chest tightening when he recognized the two figures who stepped inside. Sophia, his ex-wife, and Ethan, the man who had been the bane of his existence. Sophia’s heels clicked against the polished floor as she entered, her eyes scanning the store with interest. “Wow,” she said, glancing around. “This place is stunning. It’s so... trendy. Exactly the kind of shop I’d expect to see in the city.” Ethan smirked, his arm looped casually arou