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THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM Welcome Home, Adeline!
The kitchen was a mess. Flour dusted every surface, bowls and spoons piled high in the sink, and the warm scent of cinnamon, nutmeg, and ginger lingered heavily in the air. But amidst the chaos, there was triumph.For the first time since he’d started this maddening quest, the cookies tasted like Mary’s. Thanks to Katarina who added a secret ingredient and finally Thenma discovered the 'magic' his mom used to add into her gingerbread. Also thanks that he let Katarina stuck around. Thenma would finally be relief and took Adeline home with his wish on while Katarina was left in the apartment after she said she would take care of the room before Adeline arrived.The following morning, Thenma stood outside the hospital, waiting for Adeline. His breath clouded the crisp winter air, but his spirits were high. He clutched a thermos of coffee in one hand, already picturing Adeline’s face when she tasted the gingerbread cookies. It had been too long since he’d seen her smile.When she finally
THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM Be My Special Guest, Mr. Mayor!
The next day, Thenma made good on his word. He headed straight to the store building he bought for his soon-to-be bakery store. But with the paper in his hand, he made a time to look across the street. He glancing at the paper once more. "So this is the place," he murmured.Katarina, walking beside him while looking at the building, now tilted her head as she tried to saw the paper. "What exactly is this event about?""A campaign staff handed me the flyer," Thenma replied casually. "Said I should join."Katarina frowned. "That doesn’t explain much. What kind of campaign?""Guess we’ll find out," he said with a shrug, his tone nonchalant.Katarina sighed but changed the topic. "By the way, about your sudden idea to open a bakery… You didn’t strike me as the kind of person to jump into that line of work.""Why not?" Thenma asked, glancing at her with a faint smirk. "I used to think about small business anyway since I didn't have the money to buy a nerve think about having a big business
THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM Regain A Life
Chapter X: The Quiet MomentsIn the dimly lit private room of his apartment, Thenma moved with precision and focus, sweat dripping from his brow as he completed his physical training. The system's translucent panel hovered nearby, tracking his progress with a quiet hum.[Mini Quest Completed: Daily Physical Training. Reward: +2 Endurance Points.]He exhaled deeply, satisfaction flickering across his face. Every step he took, no matter how small, brought him closer to his ultimate goal of revenge. Even mundane tasks carried weight when they played into the system's intricate design.Thenma wiped his face with a towel and glanced at the clock. It was nearing dinnertime. After a quick shower, he stepped out of his room, dressed in casual clothes, and headed to the kitchen. As he passed through the hallway, a soft movement in the living room caught his eye.Adeline was sitting by the large window, a delicate potted flower in her hands—the same one Katarina had gifted her two days ago. She
THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM Then? Bake!
The day of the grand opening arrived, and Thenma stood in front of his newly built two-story cake shop, "Then? Bake!" The storefront gleamed under the sunlight, the glass windows showcasing beautifully arranged pastries and cakes that had already drawn a large crowd. Inside, the chefs were busy refilling trays as customers swarmed the counters, eager to purchase the delicacies.Across the street, the tension was palpable in the field park where Edward Montgomery’s campaign staff scrambled to prepare for the rally. With only 15 minutes left until the event, the large rows of chairs remained disturbingly empty. A few staff members exchanged nervous glances, their attention drawn repeatedly to the bustling crowd gathered at Thenma’s bakery.“What’s going on over there?” one staff member muttered, their gaze fixed on the packed shop.“It’s just some bakery,” another replied, though their voice lacked conviction.Kato Montgomery, standing nearby, overheard the exchange. His usually compose
THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM Wish You Saw His Face
The city lights streaked past the windows of the sleek, luxurious sports car as Thenma steered effortlessly through the quiet streets. The hum of the engine purred beneath the silence, but inside the car, a different kind of tension lingered. Thenma’s smirk was practically glued to his face, his thoughts replaying the chaos he’d orchestrated earlier in the day.Adeline sat beside him, her hands folded tightly in her lap. Her gaze was fixed on the passing scenery, but her mind was elsewhere. She’d been silent since they left the bakery, letting the night swallow her words until she couldn’t keep them in anymore when she still saw the smile.“Was that... part of the plan?” Adeline asked, her voice breaking the stillness.Thenma glanced at her briefly, his smirk widening into a full grin. “Part of it? Oh, absolutely. Though I must say, it went even better than I expected.”He leaned back in his seat, one hand on the wheel, the other drumming lightly against the console. “You should’ve se
THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM The Show Stealer
Edward Montgomery slammed the newspaper onto his desk, the crisp crackle of the pages slicing through the suffocating silence of his study. The bold headline taunted him: “Darwin Dunhill Wins Hearts with Free Cake Event at Brindow Bakery!” He clenched his fists, his jaw tightening as the image of his long-time political rival, Darwin Dunhill, smiling alongside a crowd of adoring civilians burned into his mind.He muttered under his breath, pacing the room like a caged animal. "A free cake event? Is that all it took to steal my spotlight?!" He stopped abruptly, gripping the edge of his desk. This wasn’t just an ordinary bakery stunt—it was a calculated move.The face hissed in his mind like a venomous snake. The so-called "ordinary bakery owner" who had smoothed his way into the hearts of Brindow's people under the guise of generosity. But Edward knew better. Thenma had stolen the show at Edward's campaign event, luring guests away to his bakery with charming sincerity and a seemingly
THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM Arc Quest 2: Start!
Thenma’s fingers hovered over the glowing yellow panel for a heartbeat longer, his pulse quickening in anticipation. He tapped it with deliberate intent, and the system’s voice resonated once again, smooth and mechanical, carrying an air of authority: [Loading Arc Quest… Please wait.] The screen pulsed, shifting into a cascade of data streams and vivid holographic imagery. The system’s interface now seemed more advanced, its precision honed to perfection. Thenma leaned closer, his sharp eyes scanning every detail as the voice returned. [New Arc Quest Unlocked!] The text expanded across the screen, lines of glowing gold detailing the challenge ahead: [Major Arc Quest: The Fall of Kato Montgomery and Edward Montgomery] Objective: Prevent Kato Montgomery from entering politics and expose Edward Montgomery’s hidden corruption to destroy the Montgomery family's influence.] Thenma’s grin widened, his chest tightening with a mixture of satisfaction and anticipation. But the syst
THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM Investigation of Edwards Buried Scandal
The bustling chatter of the precinct died down as Thenma stepped inside, his presence commanding attention. Dressed sharply in a tailored black coat, his confident stride and the faint smirk on his lips were enough to make the officers glance at each other, wary. He ignored their stares, heading straight for Miles Whittaker's office. Detective Miles Whittaker sat behind his desk, his face buried in paperwork. The most honest detective in the city, or so his reputation claimed—though that title felt tarnished now. Thenma pushed open the door without knocking, his smirk widening when Miles looked up, startled. "Ah, Detective Whittaker," Thenma drawled, stepping inside and casually closing the door behind him. "I didn’t think I’d find myself sitting across from you again. After everything, of course." Miles sighed, leaning back in his chair. "Thenma," he greeted, his tone clipped. "What do you want?" Thenma chuckled and took a seat, crossing one leg over the other as if he owned
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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
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
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 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’
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
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
