Mr. Charles looked up, his face was pale and his hands were shaking as he held the documents.Marvin stepped forward, his voice was steady but full of satisfaction. "Well, it is possible now," he said firmly. "You no longer own this building. The government has taken it from you."Mr. Charles’s eyes widened in shock. "But... they don’t have any solid grounds to take this from me," he stammered.The inspector beside Marvin replied sharply, "Oh yes, they do." He pointed at the papers. "We found out you were extorting money from Mr. Craig here. His foundation was supported by the government. How dare you demand money from him just because he’s an immigrant?"Mr. Charles’s mouth dropped open, stunned by the accusation. He tried to defend himself, as his voice began to grow defensive. "Mr. Craig is an illegal immigrant. He’s not even supposed to be here in this country."Marvin’s face darkened with anger. "Is that why you decided to use his situation against him? To squeeze money from him?
The moderator of the Neovalle College science project examination stood on the stage, looking over the eager crowd. With a smile, he raised his microphone, and his voice was booming across the auditorium."And the winner of this practical exam, and the beneficiary of the Neovalle scholarship," he announced, pausing for effect."Miss Kelly Boston."The room erupted in applause. Mr. and Mrs. Craig, seated among the audience, couldn’t contain their joy. They clapped with all their might, and their eyes were brimming with pride as their daughter, Kelly, had just won the scholarship that would change her future.Not only was her victory going to win her a scholarship, but it was sure going to connect her with some top tech firms around Neovalle.Kelly, with a determined smile, stood up from her seat and began to make her way to the stage, balancing on her crutches. Her steps were slow but steady, and her face was glowing with happiness. The audience cheered even louder, watching her app
"So," Marvin asked, raising an eyebrow, "what brings you to Neovalle?"Jessica’s smile didn’t falter. "Business."Marvin hesitated, then nodded. He tried to keep his tone casual. "What about you, Marvin?" she asked, tilting her head slightly. "What keeps you here? You are no longer in Westwood?"Marvin’s jaw tightened. "I don’t have much of a reason to be in Westwood anymore," he admitted. "Not since my father stripped me of my title and inheritance. That life is gone."Jessica’s expression softened, if only for a second. "I’m sorry to hear that again, Marvin. Truly, that must have been a hard experience for you."Marvin glanced down, uncomfortable with the sympathy. Jessica wasn’t usually one to offer kind words. But before she could speak further, Marvin looked her over, his eyes were lingering on a thin silver bracelet around her wrist. At the end of the chain hung a small, polished stone—her amulet."You still wear your amulet, I see," he said, with a hint of amusement in his vo
They walked side by side out of the auditorium and into the quiet hallway. The polished floors gleamed under the overhead lights, and the faint hum of distant voices filled the air. Marvin’s shoulders were tense, his mind was racing as he tried to anticipate what Jessica would say next.Once they were far enough from prying ears, Jessica stopped, turning to face him fully. Her bodyguard stood a few steps behind her, his expression was blank but his eyes watchful."So, Marvin," she began, her voice low and steady. "Project Helios... Tell me, how far along is it?"Marvin hesitated. He didn’t want to reveal anything, but he knew Jessica too well. If she had come all this way, she likely already had her own sources. Still, he couldn’t be careless."It’s... in development," he replied carefully. "That’s all you need to know."Jessica raised an eyebrow, clearly unimpressed with his answer. "Come now, Marvin. Don’t play coy with me. We both know that Helios could change everything. And i
Jessica’s expression didn’t falter. She looked at Marvin, and her eyes were gleaming with a cold, calculating light."It’s simple," she said, her voice was steady and certain. "I did my research, and I discovered exactly what your Project Helios is. It’s a solar flare prediction initiative, isn’t it? You’re developing a technology that can forecast solar flare events more than 36 hours in advance."Marvin’s eyes widened in shock. He stared at her, looking totally speechless, struggling to process how she could possibly know such detailed information about his project.Jessica continued, unfazed by his reaction. "Using a machine-learning algorithm and high-performance computing, Project Helios is going to be designed so as to protect satellite-based communication systems, global power grids, and even military operations from the disruptive effects of solar flares. We both know these solar storms can cause massive damage to technology on Earth and in space."Marvin was still trying to w
The engineers were busy laying down the essential elements of Project Helios, bringing Marvin’s vision closer to life. Power conduits were being installed to channel the energy needed for the system, ensuring that every part of the project would receive consistent and sufficient power. Networking cables snaked throughout the site, linking various control points to create a seamless communication pathway, while state-of-the-art cooling systems were set up, specially designed to maintain thermal stability by preventing any dangerous heat build-up. This meticulous installation was crucial; without these components, the system wouldn’t be able to handle the anticipated surge in data and solar energy flow.Suddenly, as they neared the end of their cabling setup, one of the engineers walked towards Marvin. He was sweating and he looked worried.Once he reached where he was, he said. “Mr. Marvin, we’ve run out of networking cables!” The cables they had brought weren’t enough.Marvin didn’
Marvin squinted, focusing his gaze on the figures blocking the road. He needed a clearer view to figure out who—or what—they were. The driver eased the van forward slowly, closing the distance between them and the figures blocking the road. These mysterious people were clad head-to-toe in glossy black latex suits that reflected the faint streetlights like polished armor.As they got closer, Marvin’s eyes narrowed on a glimmer at the wrists and necks of the figures. Thin, shimmering amulets hung around each of their necks and hands. Not just that, the amulets sparkled like small, contained galaxies. Marvin's heart sank, his pulse quickend as recognition dawned on him.“Damn it,” he muttered, voice was tight with alarm. He knew exactly who they were.Those amulets were unmistakable. Only the Zyphers carried them, using their power to cloak themselves, making their movements silent and invisible until they were ready to strike. These figures had probably been hidden right here on t
Marvin's gaze hardened as he looked at Jessica Zypher, the one woman he had hoped never to see again. He felt anger bubbling up inside him, a raw, pulsing fury at the sight of her smug, fake smile. Jessica had tried to buy Project Helios from him, offering him a fortune—four billion dollars. But he had refused, knowing what kind of person she truly was. He hadn’t expected her to come after him this quickly or to strike while she was far from Westwood, where her family held more power. But here she was, and he was her prisoner.Jessica tilted her head, pretending to care. “So, how are you feeling?” Her voice was smooth, but Marvin could hear the mockery beneath it.He didn’t answer. Instead, he looked away, refusing to give her the satisfaction of a response.Jessica’s expression didn’t change, but her eyes glittered with a dangerous amusement. “I know you might not be comfortable with the... treatment my men and I have given you,” she continued, with a feigned politeness that mad