Two days had passed, and Andrew was still haunted by the visions he had obtained from William. He repeatedly opened his guidebook, but still, he couldn't find any answers. Andrew was searching for a guide on how to endure longer when using the power of 'the past one,' but the results were futile."Argh! I need a way to sustain the power for a longer time. Why didn't you write it down, guidebook?!"Andrew's frustration halted when he felt a heat in his chest. The power he had transferred to William two days ago had indeed caused some disruption in his own body. Despite resting all day yesterday, his body had not fully recovered.The intense headache finally compelled Andrew to close the guidebook and put it away. He got up from his seat and flopped onto the bed."Jeez, this is so terrible. Why is it so difficult for me to recover? If this continues, I might quickly lose my strength. I have to heal William quickly. Giving him continuous power only tortures me. But I also need to find ou
A house with an open-plan architecture welcomed Andrew and Erica. They both displayed different expressions as the grand gate in front of them opened. Erica had a joyful face, while Andrew remained expressionless, his gaze not always directed towards the nature-colored house. Occasionally, he looked at William, who was close from his current position.Andrew slightly rebelled against the written rule in the guidebook. He dared to enforce "the past one" on himself, even though it was clearly stated that the power would only work when he and the subject were in the same room without anyone else around.The lingering curiosity made Andrew lose his focus. Every time he was spoken to, his response was only laughter or a simple "yes" or "yeah." Like now, when Erica expressed her happiness to Andrew, he merely raised his eyebrows."Mr. Andrew, are you okay?" Marcel's reprimand redirected Andrew's gaze. "Of course, Marcel. What's the matter?""Come on, Andrew. Let's go inside," Erica pulled A
"What is it, Mr. Andrew?" Andrew continued to search for a suitable reason until an idea emerged in his mind that could lead him to the answer to the question at hand. "I just had a dream, it may sound strange and silly. But I'm truly disturbed because I was approached by a man with an indistinct face. He claimed to be Mr. William's son and threatened me to stop helping Mr. William. That's it, this foolish dream keeps haunting me, and I feel restless." The statement made Andrew extremely nervous, and he realized that using a dream as an excuse was the most absurd thing he had ever said. "Really? If that's the cause of your distress, then I can assure you that you don't need to worry about it, Mr. Andrew. Mr. William has never had a child; it's clearly just a figment of your imagination." "I thought he had a child. It feels strange, suddenly dreaming about a young man claiming to be Mr. William's son. I've never imagined anything about Mr. William and his child." Andrew forced hims
Marcel hurriedly approached the car to open the door for William. Just before getting into the car himself, he first directed the car carrying Andrew and Erica to drive off."Bye, Marcel!" Erica's cheerful and joyful greeting could be seen through the open car window. Beside her, Andrew waved his hand.Marcel's wide smile quickly vanished as he entered the car and sat next to William."I have never made a wrong choice in asking you to be my assistant. You are capable of carrying out what I want perfectly, leaving almost no room for error in everything you do, Marcel.""I am flattered, Sir.""Well, give me the information you have gathered. I'm sure you and Andrew must have talked about something during the journey. Don't tell me he didn't say anything. I don't want to retract my praises."Marcel smiled, turning his body towards William and said, "He shared his concerns. He said he dreamed of a child who claimed to be your son and disturbed him.""Really?" William chuckled. "Why does i
A wide smile adorned Felix's face as he entered William's room, stretching his arms out. "I am so--."Before Felix could finish his sentence, William turned his body around and pointed a pistol at his friend. "You know, I really want to shoot you, to see your brains splatter all over this room."Felix raised both hands, sporting a crooked smile. "You won't do it, William. Or, if you really want to, then first solve my problem."Anger flashed in William's gaze. Although he lowered the pistol in front of Felix, he didn't immediately forget what his friend had done. A swift punch landed on Felix's face, leaving a bloodstain on the floor from his nose."Wow! Your punch is so--."Once again, William threw a punch, this time not at the face but at Felix's stomach. His close friend fell to the floor, writhing in pain. However, Felix didn't seem angry. He looked at William with a wide smile."Damn, I didn't expect my strength to recover. Instead, I delivered my first punch to you." William ex
After Felix's statement, Andrew became restless. Even Erica's attempts to calm him down were ignored. He had been pacing back and forth in his sister's room."Can you just be quiet? If you want to come into my room to spin around like a top, you better leave. You're giving me a headache, Andrew!"Andrew stopped, staring intently at his sister, and said, "Shut up, Erica.""You shut up! I don't understand what's happening to you. Just because some stranger called you William's son, you're getting so angry? Isn't that exciting? We don't have parents anymore, and being considered the child of the richest and most powerful person is cool. Weirdo!"Andrew left his sister's ramblings behind, exiting her room and heading towards his own, when he noticed Marcel standing near the elevator."Mr. Andrew.""Marcel, do you want to go to Mr. William's room?""Yes, Mr. Andrew, that's where I belong in this house. If I'm not there, I'm practically a blind employee.""Can I come along? There's somethin
"How long will you be gone, Andrew?"Erica's whining echoed in Andrew's room this morning. He seemed indifferent to his younger sister, busy reading a guidebook on his bed."Are you deaf?! Why aren't you answering my question and busy with that book?! What are you actually reading?!"Erica threw a pillow at Andrew and intended to approach him. However, Andrew immediately held his sister's hand as she reached his arm. "Step back, or I won't allow you to stay at home yesterday!""Foolish threat! You always treat me as if I were a 5-year-old!"Andrew closed his book, put the guidebook into his bag, and walked towards the door. "Come on, let's go out. I have to leave now. I won't be gone for long, maybe a week, but you have to take care of yourself, alright? Contact me if something bad happens.""This is unfair! You always have fun without me. What's wrong with inviting me? I also want to experience traveling on a private jet, Andrew! Even since my kidnapping case, I haven't had a vacatio
Flying to one of the continents in the eastern part of the world seemed incredibly boring to Andrew. Especially since this nearly ten-hour journey had only been three hours so far.The laughter from Felix and William made him sick. Every word and threat William directed at his younger brother still lingered in his memory. Andrew's eyes, filled with burden, gazed out the airplane window."Mr. Andrew, wine?""My pleasure, Marcel."Marcel poured a glass of red wine for Andrew. He handed the drink to Andrew and asked again, "What else is bothering you, Mr. Andrew?"Andrew's brown eyes slowly shifted to look at Marcel. He shrugged and said, "Nothing is bothering me, that's just how you feel. Sit down; it seems like you're looking for a seat and using that silly excuse as a pretext.""I've been working for decades, even though I'm just a personal assistant to Mr. William, but I've seen countless eyes filled with confusion, joy, anger, and numbness. You're in the confused category, your mind