"Make it done right now...!" Margaret demanded someone in her phone and a smirk tugged on Dorson's face. It was evident that there was something crooked going on, in their minds.Leo's identity hadn't been confirmed yet and he had already become the target of some dangerous plans. What else is he going to suffer as the only heir of that Longsfire Corporation?Jessica was bewildered when she heard the conversation between Margaret and her brother, talking about wiping out someone, but was that Leo or someone else, she wasn't sure about it completely for now.As the one living with them all these years, she has have strong belief that they might harm Helen again and her long-lost son was not so safe either.Dorson suddenly suspected that someone heard them talk and made his way toward the corridor wall but despite being in shock, Jessica scampered to hide herself properly. She had to be careful if she wanted to deal with scheming people like them.She just escaped getting caught but he
Margaret's heart sank as her plans failed. She saw police grabbing someone and dragging him out of Leo's room. They didn't make it public and never announced any kind of attack to not gain any extra attention. But Margaret knows it all. Why won't she, it was her arrangement after all.As the plan almost failed and that man was caught, Margaret looked at that man gritting in anger but to her surprise, the man gestured to her that he had completed his job.There was still a slight hope for her plan to be successful. She was relieved that it was finally done.And she was now sure that Leo might still be unconscious but...!When she got in, she found him not only conscious but more vibrant than ever. Where the hell did that poison go?That poison was not to kill him but it was enough to make one paralyzed. Margaret was relieved before, she thought she might get a chance to see the drama and followed Alvin into the room soon after him. She expected a scene where Leo might be lying on
The moon was shining bright in the sky when Margaret was standing behind a glass wall with a glass full of wine dancing in her hand. Her mind was still scheming but was at ease too."A deal...!" Dorson hissed, "Have you lost your mind, Margaret? How could you make a deal with that imposter? Why did you even stop me before exposing him?" Dorson slammed the glass in his hand on the table while turning red in anger. He knew that his sister was good at playing political games but he never expected that Margaret could do something so stupid. When he is about to expose Leo before everyone in the hospital, his sister stops him halfway. Though it irritated him, Dorson thought that Margaret might have a strong reason for stopping him. But when she revealed her mind, Dorson was frustrated. Margaret told him that she had made a deal with Leo, and just by listening to it Dorson's mind burst into anger."You better have a good reason before you explain your decision to me for stopping me," Dors
The Diamond Oracle company building stood as an architectural masterpiece, exuding elegance and sophistication in every aspect of its design. Nestled in the heart of a bustling city, it radiated an aura of exclusivity and success. The exterior was adorned with sleek, floor-to-ceiling windows that reflected the golden rays of the sun, creating a shimmering effect that caught the eye of passersby.This company deals with construction and development projects with not less than a hundred million of turnover each day yet the employees get paid so less. Inside this incredible company building, Leo, dressed as commonly as he could, stood tall clenching a letter of appointment in his hands. He trembled as just the thought of his past here swirled before his eyes.He wore a mask, and glanced at the sparkled view before him, showing his loathed existence in a place that was precisely not for him before. But things have changed. He was here, not as a mere janitor but as the only heir of the
Inside the office, Leo couldn't help but notice the glances and hushed whispers from the employees around him. He was wearing a simple T-shirt, not some branded tuxedo. Their gazes were full of disdain.The atmosphere seemed to have an uncomfortable tension. As he settled his legs inside that room completely, he could sense the disapproving gazes directed his way.In the heart of that luxurious office, the manager's cabin exuded an air of refined elegance and prestige.The spacious room, adorned with rich mahogany furnishings, boasted a harmonious blend of modern sophistication and timeless charm.He had worked at this place but had never seen this office so closely. One of the employees, a man with a sharp tongue, approached him with a critical expression. "Who the hell are you man...! Who let you in? Where do you think you are barging in?" he asked with a condescending tone. Leo took out the paper in his hands and extended it toward him. That man grabbed the paper and rolled his
{Ding Dong}The moment Leo stepped out of the restrooms, a message popped on his system screen. That smile of his extended. "I love this system...! " he mumbled excitedly. He was not more than a pushover all his life but now with his system his life changed. The way he never even imagined it might be. {Congratulations on completing the task successfully, your reward is waiting for you to grab}{Host:-Leonard Conner}The screen that popped up before him was different from the one he had before. It wasn't just about his gathered points, rewards, and the thirty-digit code bar. The color was changed and so were its icons. Leo scrolled down where there was a bar named 'Reward' but before touching it, his eyes flashed on the above details. {Strength:-200}{Weakness:-0}{Congratulations on leveling up}{Codes attained:-22}{Minor task completed:-10}{Please touch the reward icon to grab your reward}Leo's face sparkled with joy. He raised his hand with a mixture of excitement and satisfac
Mark and the others were frustrated cleaning the restrooms the whole day. It was the first time in their life that someone had trapped them in their own game. They can't complain nor can they spit a word out. It was frustrating. Exactly like how it has to be, Karma. After controlling himself for a moment, Mark snorted slamming the toilet brush. "This is ridiculous...! What the hell am I doing here? I am gonna kill that bastard...!" His friends made their way towards him, "But he has those things in his hands, Mark, what can we do to him? What if it goes out?" Mark looked at them and his eyes narrowed, "He can't do anything. Do you know who that was?" They shared confused glances and nodded, "Wasn't he the new boy?""He was Leo...!" revealed Mark and their faces flushed. "What...! How could it be? I heard he died long ago" they all exclaimed. Mark cracked the mobe in his hands and gritted. "No...he wasn't dead, but he will""What are you talking? What can we probably do to hi
Leo entered the head office successfully. Just a step from what he was here for, in the meanwhile getting back to those who made his life a hell in the past. Stepping out of Lissa's office, he strode toward her secretary to get the application letter but a familiar voice jerked him. "Leo...!" a girl exclaimed in shock, "What are you doing here?"Leo slowly turned around only to face those frustrating eyes. "A...a... Jessica...!" he stuttered but Jessica grabbed his hand and dragged him away to one of the corners in the corridor making sure there were no cameras. Pinning him on the wall she added gritting, "I knew it...! I knew that you were not in the hospital, why won't your doctor allow me inside if there is nothing to hide anyway" Leo tried to take off her hands but she pressed herself in anger, she wasn't aware of what she was doing right now. The only thing that her mind was bothered about was the man before him and his health he gave no heed. "Do you have any idea what I
Author's point of view... For a heartbeat, no one moved. Then, Helen let out a sob and rushed forward, throwing her arms around Renard. Leo stepped back, giving his parents the space they needed as they clung to each other, the years of pain and separation melting away in their embrace. Slowly hugging his girlfriend, Leo indulged in the delicacy of reunion. Leo watched them, his own emotions threatening to overwhelm him. He had dreamed of this moment for so long, and now that it was here, he felt a profound sense of peace. His family was finally whole again. Helen's eyes were still moist with tears as she held onto Renard's hand, her fingers trembling slightly from the overwhelming emotion. She couldn't believe that she was seeing her husband after nearly twenty years. After taking in the surprise slowly, she turned to Leo and Jessica, gratitude evident in her gaze, though she was still unaware of Leo's true identity. For her, they were her saviors. "Thank you both," He
Author's point of view... Though he didn't look frightening, Jessica took a step backward. Leo was busy on his phone, talking to Daniel about the case. He didn't notice anything behind him. The beggar snatched the food from her hands but then paused. Jessica wasn't brothered at all, instead, she wanted to help that beggar by lending him some more money. Then suddenly the stopped and was mumbling something to himself. "Th...thank ...y...you..." Slowly, he raised his head, and for the first time, Jessica got a good look at his face. His eyes were sunken, his skin weathered, and his hair matted with dirt, but there was something familiar about him that she couldn’t quite place. As he looked at her, a faint glimmer of recognition flickered in her eyes. Jessica was dumbfounded. Was that man...!! Was that him? “Thank you, young lady,” the man mumbled, his voice raspy with exhaustion. “Thank you so much for the food. My son is still waiting for me. He must be so hung
Author's point of view... That day, Leo felt so uncomfortable even to spend another second there, wasting time. After grabbing something to eat, Leo and Jessica arrived at the NGO with a sense of urgency, the weight of their mission pressing down on them. The place was quiet, with only a few staff members moving about. They immediately recognized Jessica as she was a volunteer there. Jessica led the way, her mind racing with memories from years ago. They were here to search through the records, hoping to find any information about the man she had encountered during a medical camp—a man she now knew was Leo's father, Renard Edward Connard, her Aunt's husband. When asked, the staff told her that those records might be destroyed as if had been so long. But Jessica insisted on checking them. They poi red towards a shabby room. The records room was tucked away in a corner of the building, a small, dusty space filled with rows of old files and boxes stacked high. Jessica hesit
Author's point of view... The first light of dawn crept into the room, casting a soft glow over the sleeping figure on the bed. Jessica stirred, blinking her eyes open as she adjusted to the early morning light. She stretched, feeling the cool air against her skin, and realized with a start that Leo wasn’t anywhere in the room. Panic gripped her momentarily as the memories of the previous day's events came flooding back. Leo had returned late, his mind elsewhere, burdened with a weight he couldn’t fully comprehend. He hadn’t come to the room after that. Where is he? Worried, Jessica slipped out from under the covers and rushed out of the bed to looked around. As she padded towards the terrace, she didn't find any trace of him, there either. Her breath caught in her throat as she stepped outside. Did he go somewhere?Did something happen again? Jessica recalled everything, how Leo seemed to be worried last night and she panicked at the thought of something going wrong wit
Author's point of view... Leo was puzzled. He couldn't understand what mystery this was. Should he laugh or cry? Mr. Renard Connard read the father's name again, then shifted his gaze towards the column of his mother's name, Helen Connard...! Helen was his birth mother?? He flipped over the photograph to see the faces of his parents once again, more clearly. However, just as he took it out again, the shocking resemblance took him aback. Tears filled his eyes again. "This...!!" He quickly reached for the other paper, pulling out the letter with trembling fingers. His heart pounded as he unfolded it, recognizing the worn edges of a note written in haste. As his eyes darted across the page, the truth hit him like a punch to the gut. It was a letter from his father. *Renard Edward Connard.* Leo’s knees nearly buckled as he read, the weight of the words sinking into him like an anchor. The letter explained everything—how his father had left him at the orphanage when he wa
Author's point of view...The envelope was empty...! Leo snuck his fingers into it and checked it again and again. A surge of frustration shot through him. He clenched his fist, trying to contain the anger bubbling beneath the surface. How could the system betray him like this? He had done everything and sacrificed so much, only to be left with nothing. Jessica, sensing his distress, placed a hand on his arm. “Leo? What’s wrong?” Leo pulled himself back immediately, he can't let her worry. He forced a smile, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “It’s nothing,” he lied, his voice tight. “Just... something which I didn't expect.” Jessica frowned, but she didn’t press further. She could feel the tension radiating from him and knew better than to pry. Instead, she stood by his side, offering silent support as Leo grappled with the storm of emotions inside him.Leo felt cheated, betrayed but he didn't let it show on his face. At least, he can't tell this to anyone. Controlling himself w
Author's point of view... Leo and Jessica walked side by side down the quiet street, the Connard estate fading behind them. They took a taxi back to the city. Daniel had taken care of everything about his restaurant. After giving up on all those luxuries that the system had provided him, the only thing that Leo had now was his restaurant, as the system believed that it was solely his hard work. And he deserved it. The villa he bought was under the name of Connard estates and so he had to leave it behind. Now, Leo was back in his small shabby room on the terrace of the restaurant. When they reached their restaurant, its closed doors greeted them with an eerie silence, offering a rare moment of privacy. The employees were all tired after the chaos that they had suffered, and because of this, Leo had given them all a few day's leave. Everybody needs some time for themselves, including him. As they stepped Inside, the space felt strangely peaceful, as though it, too, had b
Author's point of view... Helen stood tall, but her strength was faltering. She had just witnessed everything. The boy she raised as her son wanted to kill her. The weight of everything, the betrayal, the revelations, the heartbreak, seemed to crash down on her all at once. Her breath became shallow, her body swaying on weakened legs. Before anyone else could react, Leo rushed forward, catching her just as her body began to give way. "Ma'am, be careful...!" The moment his hands touched her, an electric jolt seemed to pass through Helen. She blinked in daze, looking up at Leo as if seeing him in a new light. His steady, concerned gaze met hers, and for a fleeting second, she thought of her son, her real son, the boy she had lost so long ago. He would be around Leo’s age now. How different things might have been had he lived. Leo gently eased her into a chair, his touch careful, almost reverent. His presence brought her a small measure of comfort, a warmth she hadn’t felt i
Author's point of view... The gun in Alvin's hand dropped as he saw Helen standing before him. Helen stepped forward, her eyes scanning the room, filled with sorrow and disappointment. “I never thought my own family would betray me,” she said, her voice soft yet firm, carrying the weight of a truth long hidden. Leo and Jessica exchanged glances before stepping forward at Helen’s call. They approached her, and she placed a gentle hand on each of them, her grip weak but meaningful. “If not for them,” Helen continued, her gaze settling on Alvin, “I would have died long ago in that accident.” Her voice cracked, but she held her composure. “Jessica, Leo, they were the only ones who stood by me. Jessica, at my request, carried out this entire plan so we could unearth the truth about the accident. And now, it’s clear… it was my own family behind it, the son I raised...” her eyes filled with tears. It was true that she wanted to find her lost son but she never treated Alvin as