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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
THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM Meet Prosecutor Finch
The sterile air of the Prosecutor General’s Office greeted Thenma as he stepped through the glass doors. The soft hum of murmured conversations and the clicking of keyboards filled the space, but his presence turned a few heads. He adjusted the lapel of his black coat, his every step purposeful. His system, The Greatest Revenger System, had been unusually active since his visit to Miles’ office the previous day. [New Informant Unlocked: Laura Finch] [Profile Overview: >Position: Deputy Chief Prosecutor > Age: 32 > Reputation: Sharp-witted, ambitious, with an impeccable track record of high-profile cases. Known for her tenacity in court > Current Secret Interest: Investigating Kato Montgomery. Reason unknown] Reaching the front desk, he offered the receptionist a polite nod. "I’d like to meet Deputy Chief Prosecutor Laura Finch." The receptionist’s expression shifted into a polite but firm smile. "Do you have an appointment, sir? Prosecutor Finch’s schedule is quite fu
THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM Under Montgomery's Watch
The bass-heavy music of Verona Lounge thumped through the walls, muffled in the soundproof VIP room where Kato Montgomery entertained himself. His shirt hung open, revealing a toned chest glistening under the dim, seductive lighting. The woman he had pulled from the dance floor earlier moaned softly, her head thrown back as Kato thrust into her with raw, unrestrained desire. Suddenly, the door burst open with a loud crash. "What the hell-!" Kato growled, pulling back abruptly and turning his furious gaze toward the intruder. The woman gasped, fumbling to pull her panties back up as Kato barked, "Get out!" She hurriedly grabbed her discarded dress and bolted from the room, avoiding the menacing glare he shot in her direction. Kato cursed under his breath, running a hand through his tousled hair as his temper flared. "Do you have a death wish?" he snapped at the man who dared interrupt him. The man bowed his head slightly but stood firm. "I'm sorry, sir. But this couldn't wait.
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
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City of Smokes
Rain fell like a fine mist over Anony City, diffusing the neon lights into hazy glows that pulsed against damp sidewalks and shuttered storefronts. It was early—too early for most of the city’s vices to rise—but not for Laura Finch. She had never been one to wait for the night to draw the worst out of people. Evil, she knew, wore watches and drank expensive coffee at dawn.The temporary office they had commanded on the top floor of Hotel Auria overlooked the eastern edge of Highlife—Anony's middle class residential quarter. From up here, the towers of glass and silver looked almost innocent. Almost.Laura sat hunched over her laptop, its faint blue light casting hard shadows under her eyes. The coffee beside her had long since gone cold. Data filled her screen—financial records, resident registries, and the reconstructed timelines of shadowy investments she had begun threading together since arriving in Anony two days ago.So far, the investigation into Edward Montgomery’s money laund
Almost Was Never Enough!
Kato let the silence stretch, lips curled in mild amusement, like a man sipping wine over a private joke.“You’re quiet,” he said, smoothing the wrinkle on his lapel as if it mattered more than the woman who had just evaporated into mist. “No sharp words? No twisted proverbs from your father's old sermons? That's new.”Thenma didn’t answer.His fingers hovered near his pocket, subtly activating Reve's surf mode. A flicker of blue light scanned his iris, unseen beneath the shadows of the corridor.Kato leaned against the opposite wall, arms crossed loosely, clearly enjoying himself.Thenma waited.A chime pulsed quietly in his mind.Surfing complete. Accessing encrypted layers. Result: No identity found. No biometrics registered. Data: NULL.Thenma’s brows furrowed.Blank. The system found nothing.Just like Lily Hayes.A ghost in the machine.His jaw clenched almost imperceptibly. That woman’s escape wasn’t just coincidence. She wasn’t meant to exist in the system.“You know,” Kato sa
Highlife Clues
The room smelled like cologne, sweat, and something sour that clung to the silk bedsheets. Katarina sat still at the edge of the bed, her back facing the door, the sequins of her tight dress catching a faint glint of light from the ceiling chandelier. Her long, black hair fell over her shoulders in slightly tangled strands, the once-meticulously straight locks now damp with frustration.Her lips, swollen from Rover's greedy kisses, pressed into a tight line.She tugged the strap of her dress back onto her shoulder with a flick, adjusting her neckline and glaring at nothing in particular. Her reflection across the room stared back with the same dead-fed up expression—icy blue eyes dulled with irritation."Goddamn it," she muttered under her breath.He’d left her. Just like that.After everything she’d done to tolerate his touch, to hold back the shiver of disgust crawling up her spine—and he left her with nothing. No slip of information, no loose tongue, not even a whisper about what s
Under Control
Thenma didn’t accompany Laura on the follow-up investigation into Edward Montgomery’s money laundering in Anony City. Instead, he took a different approach. He sent Katarina back—back to Verona Lounge, back to Rover.This time, however, her mission had changed.He wanted her to dig deeper—not into finances, but into something far more personal.Lily Hayes.But uncovering information about the missing girl proved more difficult than expected. Katarina scoured conversations, lingered in hallways, pressed lightly on blurred boundaries—but no one spoke her name. Not even once.Still, Katarina didn’t back down. She knew how the Verona Lounge operated. The girls weren’t just hosts. They were filtered—graded. Newcomers were shown off, displayed like luxury, fed to the regular clientele. But the real secrets, the truth buried beneath polished smiles and crystal glasses, lay with the “seniors”—the women who served the Lounge’s elite guests, escorted in by Rover himself.To find Lily, Katarina
Something In Anony
The sleek black sports car sliced through the night, its low hum blending with the cold wind that wrapped around the city’s outskirts. Thenma hadn’t spoken a word since they left. His hands gripped the wheel with perfect precision, his eyes fixed forward, lips sealed tight.Katarina sat beside him, feeling the silence thickening like fog. After what happened back at home—after those words, those fists—she thought he brought her out to say something. To hear something. Anything. But the only sound in the car was the engine and the distant whisper of the road under them.She didn’t dare breathe too loud.Thenma’s eyes glinted briefly with the city’s lights as they approached a familiar riverside lookout. Across the water, the city glittered like a fallen constellation. He parked the car and stepped out without a word, walking over to an old wooden cabin-like bench near the railing. The city’s reflection rippled in the water below.Katarina hesitated for a moment, unsure if she should fo
James Found Out
It hadn’t taken long for Katarina to become the center of Rover Verelli’s attention. With her sultry voice, stunning beauty, and her practiced persona as a charming drinking companion-for-hire, she quickly found her way into Rover’s inner circle—just as Thenma had instructed. She hadn’t told her father what she was really doing at Verona Lounge, and she had no intention of doing so. Thenma had agreed to keep it between them.Before returning home each night, Katarina always made sure to change out of her seductive attire and slip into casual clothing—something she would’ve worn on any ordinary day. With a calm expression masking her double life, she stepped through the door of her home that evening.But she didn’t expect what was waiting for her.“Thenma… what are you doing—?”Her question was abruptly cut short.Her eyes widened in horror as she saw Thenma reel backward from a powerful punch to the face. Standing over him was her father—James—his face a mask of fury.“How dare you us
Wolf's Den
The air outside Verona Lounge was thick with humidity, carrying the scent of city smog and the lingering aroma of cheap perfume from the women who worked its sidewalks. The neon sign flickered in crimson hues above the entrance, casting an eerie glow onto the pavement below. It wasn’t just another nightclub. It was a place of power. A place where shadows lurked in the corners, where men with deep pockets and darker secrets indulged in pleasures that couldn’t be spoken of in daylight. And tonight, Katarina Whittaker walked into it willingly. Getting in hadn’t been as simple as she expected. The underground broker she was forced to meet had slid her a note with a single, cutting remark: “Verona Lounge doesn’t take random city whores. If you’re not from Anony, you’re out.” That in itself was enough to raise suspicion. Katarina had worked through Blostom’s nightlife before. Clubs like Verona Lounge were supposed to be filled with girls from all backgrounds—runaways, desperate wome
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
