Marvin slid his hand into his pocket and pulled out his phone, as his calm expression was unchanged. As the CEOs gathered their things, murmuring quietly among themselves, Stella caught the glint in his eye—something was about to happen. He turned away from the room slightly and made a call, his voice was smooth and steady."Hello, Mr. Marvin," came the voice from the other end, crackling faintly through the phone’s speaker."Hello, Mr. CJ," Marvin replied, with an even tone. "I hope they’re here?""Yes, sir. I’m at the Orion Dynamics building now.""Good," Marvin nodded, glancing briefly toward the CEOs who were still exchanging pleasantries as they prepared to leave. "Get in quick, we’re in the boardroom.""On my way," CJ confirmed before the line went dead.Stella furrowed her brow. Mr. CJ? Who was he? And why was he at the Orion Dynamics building—her company’s headquarters? The CEOs, too, seemed perplexed. Marvin's sudden shift in tone, the air of secrecy, all left a strange te
Marvin finished the last bite of his salad, savoring the crisp greens as he sat at the kitchen counter. His eyes glanced over at the clock. It was almost time. He wiped his hands on a napkin and stood up, heading to his room to get dressed. The phone in his pocket buzzed just as he started buttoning his shirt. He pulled it out, noticing Stella’s name on the screen. "Hello, Marvin," came Stella's voice."Hello, Stella," he replied smoothly. "What’s up?""I’m fine." she said, her tone was light but it was with a hint of excitement. "Are you already at the cinema?""No, not yet," Marvin responded, slipping his other arm into the sleeve of his shirt. "But I’ll be there soon.""How about your preparations? Are you done already?" Stella asked."Almost, almost done," Marvin said, glancing at himself in the mirror as he adjusted the collar of his shirt."Okay, good," Stella replied. "See you at the cinema, then.""Yeah, see you soon," Marvin said, hanging up.From the doorway, his mother,
Marvin took a deep breath as the hefty man in the suit finished purchasing his VIP tickets and strutted away with his loosely dressed entourage. His stomach churned, and anger simmered just beneath the surface, but Marvin clenched his fists and stepped forward to the counter, determined to keep his cool."Please, can I get two VIP tickets?" Marvin asked, his voice was calm but firm.The ticket seller glanced up at him, his expression was flat. Without a word, the young man grabbed the stack of VIP tickets he'd just given to the man in the suit and shoved them back into a locker behind the counter. He returned to Marvin with two regular tickets instead, sliding them across the counter."Give me your money," the salesman said, with a tone that was cold and dismissive.Marvin's jaw tightened. "Young man, don't start. You had VIP tickets a second ago. What’s going on? The ones you just gave me are regular membership tickets, not VIP."The ticket seller sighed, barely looking up. "Those
The security guard, a tall man with a shaved head, stepped forward and broke the tense silence. "If this man intends to buy all the tickets, I think we should give him a chance." His voice was calm but firm, carrying an authority that made everyone, including the ticket seller, pay attention."Bring out all the tickets." He ordered, as his eyes were locked onto the salesman.The ticket seller hesitated, as his face was scrunched up in disbelief. "Are you serious?"The guard nodded, as his expression turned stern. "Do as I say."Reluctantly, the ticket seller opened the locker behind the counter again, pulling out the entire stack of VIP tickets and the other varieties of tickets. The security guard slapped them down on the counter with a smirk. "However many this is." He said, eyeing Marvin, "I must warn you—if you can’t pay for all of them, I’ll will ensure that you are thrown out of here. Even though you’ve already bought a ticket for yourself."Marvin didn’t flinch. His voice was
Marvin stood there, calm as ever, with a slight grin on his face. The crowd still buzzed with excitement around them, but Marvin's focus was only on the tall guard. He let the silence linger for just a moment before speaking."You want to hear what I wish for?" Marvin said, with a steady voice. "Fine, I will tell you."The guard blinked, still struggling to understand everything that had happened. Marvin stepped a little closer, his smile faded as his tone became serious."I wish for a special show." Marvin said. "I want "The Silver Mirage" to be played on every screen in this cinema."The guard’s eyes widened in disbelief. "*The Silver Mirage*? You want us to play that for everyone?"Marvin nodded, as there was not a hint of doubt in his expression. The guard shook his head, looking more confused than ever."But... that’s not possible," the guard stammered. "Do you know how many important people are in this cinema right now? Some of them paid for VIP tickets to see blockbuster film
Marvin sat comfortably in the plush seat, the screen was flickering as *The Silver Mirage* began. The opening scenes were filled with breathtaking landscapes, and soon the crowd around him was captivated. People whispered excitedly, and eyes were glued to the action on screen.The security guard, who had been so worried about switching the movie, peeked into the theater from the back. He was surprised to see that everyone seemed to be enjoying the film. No one was upset, no one complained. Instead, there was laughter, gasps, and the occasional "wow" from the audience. A wave of relief washed over him. Marvin’s unusual request hadn’t caused the chaos he feared. Everything was going smoothly, for now.Marvin, however, was only half watching the movie. His mind wandered as he realized something—Stella wasn’t there. She was supposed to meet him at the cinema. They had plans, not just for the movie, but to discuss something important. The deal with Orion Dynamics was a big one, and
His vision blurred, and for a moment, all he could hear was a ringing in his ears.When the car finally stopped, Marvin was slumped in his seat, dazed. His heart pounded in his chest, his breathing was rapid and shallow. His hands were trembling, barely able to grip the steering wheel. He blinked, trying to focus, but everything around him was spinning. The world outside his window was a blur of lights and shadows. His chest ached, and he realized he’d been holding his breath.Marvin groaned, the pain in his head was worsening as he slowly tried to sit up straighter. He wasn’t sure how badly he was hurt, but he could feel the dull throbbing in his shoulder and ribs from the force of the crash.Marvin’s head was still spinning, and his vision turned blurry from the crash. He could hear the faint hum of the engine, but his car had stopped moving. His body ached, and the pain in his head throbbed like a drum. He tried to take deep breaths, but they came out shaky and uneven.Just as h
Stella knelt down beside Marvin, gently placing her hand on his shoulder. “Come on, we need to get you out of here.” she said, her voice soft but urgent. Marvin groaned, his body aching as she helped him sit up straighter. “What... what are you doing here?” Marvin managed to ask, his voice was weak and shaky. His head was still pounding, and his vision blurred again as he tried to focus on her face.Stella didn’t answer right away. Instead, she slipped her arm around his back and slowly helped him out of the car. Marvin winced in pain, feeling every bruise and ache from the crash, but with Stella’s support, he was able to stand.She guided him carefully toward her vehicle, which was still idling nearby. “Come on, Marvin, stay with me,” she said as she opened the passenger door and helped him into the front seat. Marvin sank into the seat, and his head began to spin. “Stella... why?” he whispered, his words slurred, but Stella was already shutting the door and hurrying around to the