Author's point of view... As Daniel's car pulled up to the gated community where Leo's villa was, the tension of the past few hours began to ease, replaced by an overwhelming exhaustion. The night had been harrowing, and all Leo could think about was getting Jessica somewhere to tend to her wounds, a safe place where she could rest and recover. Daniel turned off the engine and glanced back at Leo and Jessica, who were leaning against Leo, her eyes half-closed. "You two need anything else?" he asked, his voice quiet, not wanting to disturb the fragile calm that had settled over them. Leo shook his head. "No, we're good. Thanks for everything, Daniel. I owe you." Daniel waved off the gratitude with a small smile. "I would love to keep in touch with you. Just take care of her, Mr. Connard. She’s been through a lot." Leo nodded, then gently shifted Jessica in his arms. She stirred, wincing slightly as her injuries made themselves known, but Leo’s touch was soothing. He ca
Author's point of view... Leo’s mind flashed back to the chaos of the night before, but he couldn’t help but smile at Alvin’s enthusiasm. "Thanks, Alvin. I appreciate it. But I’m not sure Jess and I are up for a celebration right now. Besides you know better than we do that the danger is still lurking." "Nonsense!" Alvin insisted. "Just a small get-together won't do any harm, man. And it's nothing too crazy. You deserve it after everything you’ve been through. How about dinner tonight? My treat." Leo glanced at Jessica, who was listening to the conversation with a small smile. She gave him a nod as if to say she was okay with it. "Alright, dinner it is," Leo agreed. "But nothing too wild, okay?" "You got it, Leo. I’ll text you the details once I inform Jess..." "Aa...She heard it all, Alvin" Leo blurted it out and Jessica smacked him, embarrassed. "Jess is with you...!" Alvin asked surprised. Leo smiled and admitted, "Yes" There wasn't any sound on the other s
Author's point of view... The atmosphere in the room shifted immediately as Leo stood there, his gaze fixed on the three men Alvin had introduced. Thomas, Victor, and Elias all had a certain arrogance about them, but it was Elias who really got under Leo’s skin. The way his eyes lingered on Jessica was enough to ignite a fire in Leo’s chest, and he could feel his anger bubbling up, barely kept in check. Jessica’s grip on his arm tightened, her discomfort apparent. She sensed the tension as well, glancing nervously between Leo and the men, particularly Elias. Her intuition told her that something wasn’t right with these so-called friends of Alvin. Leo’s muscles tensed beneath her touch, his anger radiating off him in waves. "Leo, it's okay..." she whispered into his ears, so that no one could hear her except Leo. Elias caught Leo’s glare but didn’t seem fazed by it. Instead, he smirked, leaning back with a smug expression. "Nice to meet you, Leo," he drawled lazily, his eye
Author's point of view... {System Alert} After a long time, Leo received an alert notification from his system. He was meant to be deciphering the thirty-digit code by the end of the month, and it was almost time for him to finish his assignment. However, because he had excelled in his everyday tasks, the code he needed to decipher was already decoded. But now, when he wasn't able to use any of his superpowers, this notification stirred something in him. The next day was the last day of the month that his system had given as a deadline. And now he lost his powers. Could it be that he failed?? Was that all related? Or did he make any mistake that led to this? Confused, he slowly touched the screen and the message flashed on his screen. {**"System Alert: All supernatural abilities temporarily disabled. Duration: 24 hours. To regain access, return to the old magical cuboid cottage."**} Leo’s heart sank. The miraculous system that had given him his powers, that had made him
Author’s point of view... Leo’s body tensed as the truck collided with their car. Time seemed to slow down as the car spun violently, his grip on the wheel tight. He desperately tried to steer them out of harm’s way, but the impact was too strong. Metal crunched, and the car jerked wildly before slamming into the thick trunk of an old tree with a deafening thud. For a moment, everything went silent. Leo's vision blurred as the adrenaline surged through him. He shook his head, clearing the fog, and turned to Jessica. She was dazed but conscious, clutching her seatbelt with white knuckles. "Jess, are you okay?" Leo asked, his voice rough with urgency. Jessica blinked, her eyes wide with shock, but she nodded. "I think so... Leo, what just happened?" "No time to explain." He unbuckled her seatbelt quickly, glancing in the rearview mirror. The truck had skidded to a halt a few meters behind them, and shadowy figures were starting to emerge from it, goons, armed and ready.
Author's point of view... Leo and Jessica reached the subway entrance just as the goons closed in. Leo shoved a token into the turnstile, pulling Jessica through. The platform was crowded, small mercy that might give them the cover they needed. “There!” Leo pointed to an approaching train. The doors slid open with a hiss, and he hurriedly pushed Jessica inside. Literally shoving her inside it. Jessica tensed. She thought they would escape together but Leo had other plans. “Go! Stay on the train, no matter what happens, don't get down or let them catch you!” Jessica’s eyes widened in panic. “Leo, no! You can’t—” she screamed in fear, not for her life but at that very moment, she felt as though she would never see him again. “I’ll distract them!” Leo interrupted his voice firm. “I’ll find you, I promise. Now go!” The announcement was made, and the doors began to close; Jessica tried to get off but was pushed by a huge crowd of people running to get in. "No...Leo..." she sc
Author's point of view... “Look at you...! You’re in no position to make threats.” Leo’s vision swam from the rough treatment, but he forced himself to stay conscious. He couldn’t afford to black out again. Not now. “This is nothing. I’ve been through worse,” Leo hissed, though the effort of speaking sent a fresh wave of agony throughout his battered body. “Oh, I don’t doubt it,” the man replied, a smirk on his lips. "I heard you fought with many of the powerful gangs alone...! Ha...! But..." The man scoffed disdainfully. “But you’re not as strong as you think you are. At least, not anymore.” The man applied force on Leo and his cheek scratched against the rough wall. Leo’s heart sank. The hopelessness of his situation hit him like a sledgehammer. Without his abilities, he was just a man, vulnerable and broken. “I'll be straight with you. Just tell me the answer and I will let you live for now." The man continued. Leo groaned in pain, the force that the man applied
Author's point of view... Leo was now completely familiar with their plans. They were actually going to burn the entire place along with him. And he can never let them win. He had many incomplete missions that he had to complete in his life. How could he die, just like that...! “Come on, Leo,” he whispered through gritted teeth. “Just a little more…” With a final, desperate lunge, Leo reached the window. He grabbed hold of the bars, pulling himself up until he was level with the small opening. It was narrow, but just wide enough for him to squeeze through if he could remove the bars. The scene looked familiar. Just like in the past. He scoffed. Why the hell he always end up in situations like this? Leo fumbled at the bars, trying to find a weak spot, but his hands were slick with sweat, and he could feel his strength fading fast. The door behind him creaked open, and he heard the voices grow louder, more urgent. “He’s trying to escape!” "Damn it...! They found me...!" L
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