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THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM How About That?
Laura Finch stepped into the lavish Paradise Restaurant, her heels clicking softly against the marble floors. The air smelled of jasmine and fresh spices, a subtle undertone to the opulence around her. A uniformed staff member greeted her with an air of familiarity, as if she were expected. Without a word, they gestured for her to follow and led her through a maze of tables adorned with fine eastern and flickering candlelight. The path ended at an intricately carved wooden door, which the staff member opened with practiced precision. Inside, the VIP room was bathed in the warm glow of paper lanterns. The space had an oriental elegance, with silk tapestries lining the walls and a low lacquered table set for two. Kato Montgomery sat on the far side of the room, reclining comfortably on a plush chair. He cradled a ceramic cup of traditional wine, swirling it lazily as if he had all the time in the world. His sharp eyes lit up with amusement when Laura entered, a slow smile spreading a
THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM No Game To Play With Me!
Kato Montgomery stood by the glass wall of the VIP room, the dim glow of paper lanterns casting his silhouette against the darkened glass. He swirled the remains of his traditional wine in the ceramic cup, his sharp eyes following Laura Finch’s every movement below. The woman walked with purpose, her heels clicking against the pavement as she approached her car. Then, as if she felt his gaze, Laura paused. Her head tilted ever so slightly, and her eyes turned upward, locking onto the third-floor window. Kato’s grip on his cup tightened as he stilled, studying her expression. She couldn’t possibly see him—the dark glass made sure of that—but the way she lingered suggested otherwise. She stood there for a heartbeat too long, her calm confidence as unnerving as it was intriguing. Finally, she turned away, stepping into her car without a backward glance. Kato watched the vehicle pull out of the driveway and disappear into the city night before turning away from the window. The room
THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM Secret Operation
The heavy bass of the nightclub thumped in the background as Collin, dressed impeccably in a servant’s uniform, slipped through the crowd with calculated precision. His movements were smooth and practiced, his expression calm despite the task at hand. He approached the private lounge where Jonathan Afler—a frequent patron of this particular establishment—lay sprawled drunkenly across a plush leather couch. Two women lounged beside him, their laughter mingling with the low hum of conversation. Collin leaned in, feigning deference. "Another round of drinks for you, sir?" he asked, his voice neutral. Jonathan barely acknowledged him, muttering incoherently. Collin’s hands moved quickly but subtly, retrieving the ID access card from Jonathan’s jacket. Securing the card in his pocket, he nodded at the women. "Take good care of him, ladies." Without hesitation, he exited the room, his steps as smooth as his actions. Outside, the crisp night air greeted him as he approached a sleek blac
THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM Interrogation Room
Thenma woke with a sharp jolt, his head throbbing painfully in one concentrated spot—a bitter reminder of Laura's heel. The cold steel of handcuffs bit into his wrists as he adjusted his posture in the stiff interrogation chair. His eyes flickered up to meet Laura's cold, impassive gaze as she stood across from him, her presence dominating the small room. Thenma smirked faintly despite the circumstances. "Well, we meet again, Prosecutor Finch. I’d say it’s a pleasure, but..." He trailed off, his tone light and teasing. Laura didn’t respond. Her face remained a mask of indifference, her silence unnerving. After a brief, piercing stare, she turned and exited the room. Moments later, a man entered—a tall figure with sharp features, his suit pressed to perfection. He carried a folder under his arm and settled across from Thenma with a measured, deliberate air. "I’m Detective Alex Vittoris," the man introduced himself, placing the folder on the table and flipping it open. His eyes sca
THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM Prosecutor's Negotiation
"Stop!"Laura's voice cut sharply through the tense atmosphere of the monitoring room. The officers froze, and Alex turned toward her, his confusion evident. Without another word, Laura exited the observation room and entered the interrogation room where Thenma sat, still cuffed and seemingly unaffected by the drama unfolding around him.“I’ll take it from here,” Laura announced, her tone leaving no room for debate.Alex frowned, clearly taken aback. “What are you talking about? He broke into a restricted area and impersonated someone—this isn’t something you can just brush off.”“There’s a misunderstanding,” Laura replied, her voice firm but measured. “Thenma and I have spoken before. I’ll handle this.”Alex stepped forward, his expression darkening. “Misunderstanding or not, he’s committed a serious offense. You can’t just walk in here and—”“I’ll be his guarantor,” Laura interrupted, her voice calm but resolute; her eyes locked onto Alex’s. “Under my supervision, he won’t cause any
THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM The Data is Mismatched
The first rays of dawn illuminated the city as Thenma pulled into his parking spot. His fingers grazed the memory chip in his pocket, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. Victory tasted sweet, even with the bitter undertone of how close he’d come to losing it all.He climbed the stairs to his apartment, unlocking the door and stepping inside. The moment the door clicked shut, a voice startled him."Thenma!"Katarina rushed toward him, her wide, worried eyes scanning his face. "What happened? I heard you got caught! Are you okay? Did they hurt you? Why didn’t you call me?"Thenma raised a hand, trying to stop the torrent of questions, but Katarina’s gaze landed on the plaster above his brow. Her worry deepened as she reached out, fingers trembling slightly."You're hurt!" she exclaimed. "Why didn’t you tell me? You know I would’ve—""Katarina," Thenma interjected firmly but gently, his voice steady. "I’m fine. It’s nothing. Just a small scratch. The cops interrogated me, nothing more. I’
THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM The 'Girl' Operation
The journey to Anony was as bleak as the stories surrounding the area. Thenma drove past crumbling infrastructure, graffiti-covered walls, and streets that seemed untouched by progress. Nestled at the border of Asterline and the neighboring town, Anony bore the weight of neglect, its reputation tethered to poverty and its streets teeming with shadows of lost hope.Highlife Apartments came into view—a relic of better days now faded into mediocrity. The building’s dull gray facade was cracked and weathered, its once-bright signage flickering erratically. It stood as a stark reminder of the city's divide between privilege and despair.Thenma parked his car and stepped out, the stench of dampness and decay assaulting his senses. He adjusted his jacket and moved toward the entrance, his steps purposeful. The air was thick with suspicion, and the few residents lingering outside glanced at him warily before turning away.Inside, the apartment’s lobby was dimly lit, its faded wallpaper peelin
THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM No Peace of Mind
The soft rays of morning light filtered through the blinds, casting slanted beams across the disheveled room. Clothes were strewn carelessly across the floor, an empty wine glass sat on the nightstand, and the faint scent of intimacy lingered in the air. Laura stirred awake, her body sore and her mind far from rested.Sitting up, she reached for the glass of water she had left on the nightstand, taking a long sip to soothe her dry throat. Her tousled hair framed her face, her expression unreadable as her thoughts swirled with remnants of the previous night—not just the fiery passion but the argument that still burned in her mind.Behind her, Alex stirred, his bare chest brushing against her back as he sat up, wrapping his arms around her waist. His touch was warm and familiar, but it did little to ease the tension in her shoulders.“Are you still mad at me?” Alex asked, his voice low and tentative, his lips brushing lightly against her ear.Laura didn’t respond, her eyes fixed on the
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Talking Plans
The ride to Thenma’s apartment was silent, save for the occasional hum of the engine. Laura wasn’t sure why he had brought her here instead of discussing the plan elsewhere, but she didn’t question it. Not yet.The apartment building was tall, sleek, and modern—one of those places where the city’s wealthier residents lived, far removed from the chaos below. The 11th floor gave a perfect view of Blostom’s restless streets, yet inside, it was eerily quiet.Thenma unlocked the door with an effortless motion, barely knocking before pushing it open. The moment it swung wide, a bright voice greeted him."Thenma!"A girl rushed forward, her excitement clear in her tone. Katarina Whittaker—young, bright-eyed, carrying the kind of energy that could light up a room. Her long, honey-blonde hair bounced slightly as she reached for him, but then she froze.Her smile faltered.Her warm brown eyes flicked from Thenma to Laura.Someone she didn't recognize.And even though Katarina didn’t say a word,
Something Off About Everything
The city of Blostom was awake in its usual rhythm—cars streaming through the roads, people rushing in and out of the Prosecutor Building Center, and the occasional blare of sirens in the distance.At 10 a.m., a sleek, midnight-black sports car sat idly in the parking lot, the tinted windows shielding its occupants from prying eyes.Inside, Thenma was relaxed—too relaxed. One hand rested on the wheel while the other lifted a can of soft drink to his lips. Across from him, Laura Finch sat with her arms crossed, brows slightly furrowed.She hesitated for a moment, then exhaled."You’re saying Joey gave you the hint… through a sandwich?"Thenma smirked, glancing at her sideways. “Mr. Douglas.”Laura rolled her eyes. "Joey."Thenma let out a chuckle, taking another sip of his drink. "Yeah, a sandwich. Pretty creative, huh? The guy used mustard to write the damn coordinates. Real old-school spy shit."Laura’s gaze sharpened, her skepticism evident. "And you’re sure you got it?"Thenma’s smi
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⚠️ Content Warning: Mature & Disturbing Themes ⚠️This chapter contains graphic depictions of violence, sexual exploitation, non-consensual acts, drug use, and psychological manipulation. It explores dark themes such as human trafficking, abuse, and inhumane experiments. Reader discretion is strongly advised.If you are sensitive to such topics, please proceed with caution or consider skipping this chapter. Your well-being is important.---Laura stiffened at the sound of Kato’s voice behind her. She turned swiftly, masking her initial surprise. The way he stood there, casual yet calculated, made her uneasy—like he had been there long enough to hear every word exchanged between her and Thenma.She swallowed down her nerves, reverting to the version of herself that Kato knew: cold, distant, untouchable.“Just talking to a friend,” she said, her tone indifferent. “Inside was too loud.”Kato’s smile was polite, yet it held the weight of something unspoken. He didn’t trust her. That much
One of The Girls
The air in the VIP room no. 5 was thick with perfume and the slow, hypnotic beat of the lounge’s private playlist. Dim golden lights flickered, casting seductive shadows as the women moved around Laura, their bodies swaying in a practiced rhythm.On the sleek glass table before her, a bottle of Château Margaux sat half-opened, its dark red liquid reflecting the ambient glow of the room. Crystal glasses clinked as one of the girls poured a drink, offering it to Laura with a teasing smile."You're not drinking," the woman purred, running a manicured finger along the rim of the glass. "Are we not to your taste, Miss Finch?"Laura barely spared her a glance. Seated at the center of the long leather couch, her body language remained unreadable—casual but detached. The women surrounded her, draping themselves across the seating, their movements fluid, seductive. Some continued their sultry dance on the polished pole in the middle of the room, twisting and arching like sirens luring in sailo
The Point Is To Go Back
Thenma stared at the numbers, his breath catching in his throat. A code—coordinates, precise and deliberate. It took him a moment to process that Joey had done this. That Joey, after all his irritation and refusal to cooperate, had finally shown his hand.A quiet part of him had started to believe Joey would never come around. But this—this was proof. A silent acknowledgment. A sign that Joey was choosing to trust him.Disbelief flickered in Thenma’s chest, quickly followed by something deeper—gratitude, relief. But he didn’t let it show. He could still feel the weight of unseen eyes on him, the invisible threads of surveillance tightening around the café.He quickly memorized the sequence, engraving it into his mind before carefully pressing the sandwich slices back together. Then, without hesitation, he took a bite, forcing himself to eat naturally, to move like nothing had changed. He chewed slowly, letting the taste settle, disguising his satisfaction with the meal.And for the fi
Way To The Key
Laura barely had time to stop the car when Thenma threw the door open and rushed out. His movements were sharp, precise—like a man who had just connected an important piece of a puzzle and couldn’t wait to confirm it.She watched as he strode toward the small café across the street, completely absorbed in his mission. His urgency was palpable, like nothing else mattered except reaching Joey.Laura frowned, leaning against the steering wheel. "Are you ever going to tell me why you dragged me all the way here?"Thenma, already halfway across the road, glanced back briefly. "Not now. You can head back first. I’ve got things to do here."Laura scoffed in disbelief. "Are you serious?"Thenma didn’t respond. He simply pushed open the café door, stepping inside without looking back.The warm aroma of coffee greeted him, blending with the low hum of conversation. The moment he entered, he forced himself to slow down, suppressing the restless energy that had driven him here. He had to act natu
The Case Takes Two
The soft hum of the car’s interior light cast a faint glow over Laura Finch’s face as she gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles pale against the leather. She hadn’t started the engine yet, and the silence in the car was suffocating. Next to her, Thenma slouched in the passenger seat, exuding his usual air of defiance.Laura’s sharp, cold gaze bore into him, the irritation on her face unmistakable. “Don’t waste your time staring at me like that, Prosecutor Finch,” Thenma said, his voice low but laced with mockery.Laura scoffed, leaning back in disbelief. “Then stop acting like I’m your damn parent, boy. Do you have any idea how many files I had to skip to drag you out of that police station?”“Sorry, Mom,” Thenma replied dryly, tugging his leather jacket tighter around him as if to shield himself from her frustration. But his mind wasn’t on her scolding—it was still back in Anony, replaying Joey Douglas’ panicked gestures over and over.Laura shook her head, her lips presse
Make Joey Douglas Talks
The evening air was heavy with the scent of rain-soaked asphalt as Thenma sat in his car, parked discreetly across from Joey Douglas’ apartment complex at Anony. The streetlights flickered sporadically, casting fragmented shadows over the nearly deserted lot. He had been sitting there for hours, his eyes fixed on the entrance, waiting for Joey to return from work.His fingers tapped rhythmically against the steering wheel, a habit that betrayed his impatience. Reve's panel floated faintly in his peripheral vision, the blue glow illuminating the car’s interior.[Target: Edward Montgomery.Mission: Expose his money laundering operations. Ruin his legacy.Priority Level: High.]The words hung in the air like an uninvited guest, insistent and unyielding.Thenma leaned back, exhaling slowly as he stared at the panel. Not now, he thought.[Reminder: Montgomery's financial trails are the weakest link. Investigate. Act.]“Persistent, aren’t you?” Thenma muttered under his breath, closing the
Secret Cooperation
The late afternoon sun cast long shadows over the park as Thenma leaned against his car, waiting for Laura. The sleek, black sportscar gleamed in stark contrast to the modest surroundings, drawing a few curious glances from passersby. Thenma glanced at his watch, his thoughts still swirling around the inconsistencies he’d uncovered in Anony.Not far away, Laura stepped out of her car, glancing around to spot Thenma. She had barely taken a step when she felt the faint sensation of being watched. Across the parking lot, Alex sat in his own vehicle, his eyes fixed on her. He adjusted his seat slightly, narrowing his gaze as he watched Laura walk toward a second car—an expensive sports car that seemed out of place in this area.Alex’s brow furrowed as Laura opened the passenger door and climbed in, the sight stirring a flicker of suspicion in him.Inside the car, Laura settled into the plush leather seat, glancing at Thenma with a wry smile. “You know, me getting into this car makes me lo
