The sky above Lumina City was vast, but in Jack's heart, a storm of emotions was rolling around. Every step towards the police station felt heavy, accompanied by mounting pressure in his chest. When he stepped into the police station, he tried to suppress the tension that filled the room."My CCTV evidence is authentic," said Jack in a steady voice, his eyes staring intently at the officer behind the desk. "I didn't edit anything. I need justice here."The police officer, a middle-aged man with a serious expression, replied firmly, "Sorry, Mr. Ashworth, the Gordon Hawthorne case has been closed. There is not enough evidence to detain him."When Jack talks to the police, every word he utters sounds trembling with annoyance and disbelief. "Impossible. I guarantee you, that the CCTV evidence is genuine. I didn't do anything with the footage. You have to look further!" he exclaimed in a voice that sounded so steady.The police officer, a dark brown-haired man with a serious face, maintain
Brandon listened to Jack's story seriously. "Jack, this is something extraordinary. I will check my father's old files. As we know, he had a cooperative relationship with the Harrison family. Who knows, maybe there are traces that can help us uncover the truth."Jack looked at Brandon sharply. "But Brandon, I beg you, don't tell Rick about what I told you earlier. I feel like this is a secret that I don’t want too many people know."Brandon nodded in understanding. "Sure, Jack. I won't tell my father. I promise I'll handle this carefully."After Brandon left, the atmosphere in the room was silent. Ashley entered the room with a gentle smile, carrying a cup of coffee. "Do you need this, Jack?"Jack woke up from his reverie. "Oh, thank you, Ashley." He accepted the cup graciously.As Ashley stood nearby, Jack couldn't help but think about Brandon and Ashley's dinner yesterday. Jealousy enveloped him again. However, with a clear head, Jack realized that Brandon was a good guy, and Ashley
As they approached the burning object, the surroundings seemed silent, only their footsteps could be heard rumbling among the unfinished construction structures. Jack looked carefully at the object lying on the ground partially charred."Jack, look at this," Ashley said in a worried tone, pointing at the object. "This is one of the items I found here this morning. Looks like some kind of lighter, doesn't it?"Jack nodded, still watching the object carefully. "Yes, that's right. And if this is the lighter that Gordon used during the fire, then this could be the authentic evidence we need."Ashley interrupted, looking worried. "But what should we do now, Jack? Should we call the police?""The police are not on our side now, so I think we have to think of an effective way," said Jack.Jack then started taking photos of the object with his cellphone, making sure every angle was well documented. This was an important step in their efforts to uncover the truth behind the Gordon Hawthorne ca
Jack continued his journey to the hospital with Suzzane, even though his heart wanted to throw her out of the car. When they arrived at the hospital, he stopped in front of the entrance, turning around to face Suzzane."Suzzane, you have to get out of the car now. I have to go," Jack said in a firm tone, trying to hide his frustration.However, Suzzane looked at it with an astonished expression. "Jack, why are you back at this hospital? Are you dating Madeline Houston?"For a moment, Jack's face trembled before he answered in a deep voice, "That's none of your business, Suzzane. You don't need to know about that."Suzzane looked at Jack with a sharp gaze, giving silent pressure to the dissatisfaction she felt.“Jack, I was just asking. You know I still love you and-"However, Jack remained adamant. "Now, get out of the car."“Jack!”“Get out or should I drag you out?” Jack asked again.Reluctantly, Jack forced Suzzane to get out of his car. He doesn't care where Suzzane goes, the impo
Jack looked at Suzzane with a cold and firm gaze. "There are no second chances, Suzzane. It's over." Every word was spoken with certainty, there was no room for debate.Suzzane tried to plead in a hoarse voice, "Jack, please give me another chance, I promise..."However, Jack didn't give her a chance to continue. With steady steps, he went to the car and nimbly opened the door, then locked the door firmly. The next step, he started the engine and drove away without looking back.“Jack! Wait!" Suzzane almost caught up to Jack's car as it started to drive away, but she stopped in the middle of the road. ers gaze followed the car with deep sadness. Jack had really gone too far with her.Suzzane felt uncontrollable anger fill her chest. She wasn't used to being treated like this. Previous men always tried to spoil her, even when she was the one at fault. Jealousy made her even more angry. She knew Jack now had many beautiful women by his side, Diana Buchanan, Ashley Norton, and most recen
Now, Ashley looked at Jack seriously, her expression reflecting the determination to complete the task she had just been given. "Jack, what task do you have in mind for me?"Jack stared at Ashley for a moment, considering his words carefully before giving firm instructions. "Ashley, I need you to dig up information about the companies in Lumina City that have collaborated with the Harrison Family. I want you to find out what projects they have undertaken, when was the last time they collaborated, and who the people behind these companies are."Ashley nodded seriously, making sure that she understood her task clearly. "Okay, Jack. I'll do it right away. But, what does this have to do with the Harrison Family? Why is this so important?"Jack realized that Ashley might need a little context. "Ashley, I can't tell you everything right now. But please believe me, this is a key piece of the puzzle we are solving. This information could open the door to understanding the entire case."When t
Jack stepped towards his car after saying goodbye to Diana. The night air was cool, gently brushing his face. His mood fluctuated, alternating between the desire to immediately find out the truth and anxiety about what might be revealed. He needed a moment to process all the information he had just received.As his hand turned the car key, he remembered the piece of paper that Diana had just given him. Carefully, he lifted it and glanced at the contents of the short message on it. Turns out, it contains the place, date, and time. His heart trembled as if there was some kind of invitation hidden behind those words. "Tomorrow night..." he muttered, his voice hoarse in his deep breaths.The journey to the mansion felt longer than usual. The streets were quiet, decorated only by the sparkling light of the street lights. His mind wandered to all the possibilities that would open up tomorrow night. He had a bad feeling as if something big and mysterious was about to come to light.Arriving
After hanging up the phone, Lana looked at Rita sharply, her eyes full of confusion and interest. "Rita, is the Jack Ashworth you mean the same person who was involved with Diana Buchanan?"Rita agreed with a relieved expression, realizing that Lana might have important information. "Yes, Lana. That's it. Reportedly, Jack and Diana had quite a horrendous love affair. There were rumors that Jack even took advantage of Diana and slept with her in a hotel."Lana processed the information in her mind, trying to think of some things that might benefit her, "Okay, Rita. I'll help you.”"Is it true? You will help me?” Rita confirmed once again, her eyes full of hope."Of course," Lana said with a faint smile. Behind that smile, there was something he was planning. Lana knows that by helping Gordon, she has a chance to meet Jack Ashworth. That was the first thing he had to do now.***That morning, the golden light of the sun slipped in through the office windows, painting a warm glow through
As the smoke began to dissipate, revealing the chaos of the decimated lab, Jack's enhanced vision honed in on Patrick, a formidable figure even in his wounded state. Blood trickled down Patrick's forehead, mixing with the grim determination and seething anger in his eyes. His breath came in ragged gasps, a testament to the intensity of their struggle."You think you can defeat me like this?" Patrick's voice reverberated through the chamber, his words dripping with contempt as he advanced towards Jack. "I won't let you win, Jack!"With a sudden burst of speed, Patrick lunged forward, his armored form hurtling towards Jack with frightening velocity. Jack barely had time to react, his instincts kicking in as he braced himself for the impact.The clash was thunderous, the force of Patrick's charge slamming into Jack like a battering ram. They grappled fiercely, each trying to gain the upper hand in the brutal melee. Jack's muscles strained against the weight of Patrick's armor, his mind r
Jack's situation was dire. He lay on the cold floor, pain radiating through his body, Ashley's bloodied form just out of reach. His vision blurred and darkened at the edges, but he wasn't ready to give up. He knew he had one last trick up his sleeve.With a barely noticeable movement, he activated the communication implant Jill had embedded in his arm. It was a last-resort device, meant for emergencies only. Jack whispered urgently, his voice barely a breath, "Jill, now!"Even though it looked like he was talking to himself, he knew Jill was listening. His eyes briefly met Patrick's smug gaze before he summoned all his remaining strength. With a sudden, almost inhuman burst of energy, Jack leaped high into the air, his body propelled by the advanced tech Jill had provided.He soared upwards, smashing through the ceiling and creating a gaping hole. Dust and debris rained down as the astonished guards and Patrick stared up, their expressions a mix of shock and disbelief. The room fell s
Patrick, sensing a slight tremor of control slipping from his grasp, attempted to regain his dominance with a sneer. "You think you're clever, don't you, Jack?" he jeered, his voice echoing off the cold, stone walls of the lair. "But you're just bluffing. We both know what happened the last time you tried to fight alone. You lost, and you lost badly. Look around you. My men guard every corner of this place with the highest vigilance. There's no help coming from Jill or anyone else. You think you can fool me? I anticipated your move, and I've made sure it won't happen."Jack's jaw tightened, his eyes narrowing as he fixed Patrick with a steely glare. "You talk too much, Patrick," he retorted, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. His confidence was unwavering, a stark contrast to the villain's bluster.Without another word, Jack launched himself into action with a burst of explosive energy. His movements were a blur, honed by years of training and battle-hardened experience. He b
As Jack's cries of anguish reverberated through the glass chamber, something within him snapped. A surge of adrenaline and sheer willpower coursed through his veins. His eyes, still wet with tears, hardened with a new determination. He strained against the metal restraints with every ounce of strength he possessed, the cords of his muscles standing out in stark relief against his skin.The glass walls seemed to close in on him, but Jack refused to accept defeat. With a roar of pure rage, he wrenched his arm free from one of the metal bindings, the steel groaning under the force of his fury. The other restraints seemed to tighten in response, but Jack was beyond pain now. He tore at the remaining bonds, his breath coming in ragged gasps.The guards outside the chamber stared in shock, their initial disbelief giving way to alarm. The sight of Jack breaking free sent a wave of panic through them."What's happening?" one of the guards shouted, his voice tinged with fear.Patrick's smug ex
Jack watched intently as the guards began to unfasten the restraints binding Ashley to the chair. Every movement seemed to drag in slow motion, his heart hammering in his chest. Despite her weakened state, Ashley managed to shake her head weakly, her voice a mere whisper, carrying the weight of her desperation. "No, Jack," she pleaded, her eyes wide and glistening with tears. "Please, just go. Leave me."Jack’s determination was unshakeable. He shook his head firmly, his jaw set in a hard line. "Ashley, you have to go now," he insisted, his voice steady and resolute, cutting through the tense atmosphere like a blade. He knew there was no other option if she were to have any chance at freedom.Ashley remained in the iron grip of the guards, her strength all but spent. Her eyes, though filled with despair, still bore into Jack’s with a silent plea, a plea he could not heed. She understood the depth of his resolve but felt the crushing weight of helplessness. Her body slumped slightly as
As Jack was escorted further into the heart of The Golden Apple's new stronghold, the dimly lit corridors seemed to close in around him, suffocating him with their oppressive atmosphere. The guards flanked him on either side, their eyes boring into him with a mixture of suspicion and contempt.Patrick stood at the end of the hallway, his presence commanding and his demeanor oozing with arrogance. His arms were crossed over his chest, and a smug smirk played at the corners of his lips as Jack was brought before him."Well, well, if it isn't our obedient little errand boy," Patrick sneered, his voice laced with disdain as he regarded Jack. "Coming here unarmed, all for the sake of the traitor who betrayed you. How noble of you, Jack."Jack's fists clenched at his sides, his nails digging into his palms as he struggled to contain his rising anger. He knew Patrick was trying to provoke him, but he refused to take the bait. Instead, he focused on the urgency of the situation at hand."Wher
As Ashley teetered on the brink of consciousness, her senses dulled by the relentless onslaught of pain and exhaustion, she felt as though she were adrift in a sea of torment. Every breath was a struggle, each heartbeat a painful reminder of the ordeal she had endured. Her body felt heavy, weighed down by the bruises that marred her skin and the ache that permeated every fiber of her being.The dim light in the room seemed to flicker and dance before her eyes, casting eerie shadows that danced across the walls like specters of her own despair. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and blood, mingling with the metallic tang of fear that clung to her like a suffocating shroud.The henchman of Patrick's approached with an air of calculated menace, his footsteps echoing ominously in the dimly lit room. Ashley strained to lift her head, her muscles protesting against the effort as she braced herself for whatever news he bore.With a glance over his shoulder to ensure they were alone, t
Jack's heart skipped a beat as his phone vibrated, signaling an incoming message. With a sense of urgency, he glanced at the screen, his eyes widening in shock at the sight before him. It was a video, sent from an unknown number, and as Jack tapped to play it, his blood ran cold.The video opened to a chilling scene. A dimly lit room filled the screen, casting long shadows that danced across the walls. In the center of the frame sat a wooden chair, its surface worn and weathered, and bound to it was Ashley. Her hands were tied behind her back, and her eyes were filled with a mixture of fear and defiance.“Ashley?” Jack breathed, his voice barely a whisper as he struggled to comprehend the gravity of the situation.“What? What happened?” Jill's voice crackled with concern, her eyes widening as she leaned in closer to see the screen of Jack's phone.For a moment, Jack's mind reeled in disbelief. It took several seconds for the reality of the situation to sink in—that the woman in the vi
The soft hum of machinery filled the air as Jack slowly emerged from his slumber, the gentle rhythm of Jill's movements resonating in the laboratory. Blinking away the remnants of sleep, he turned his gaze towards Jill, who was already engrossed in her work, her movements fluid and purposeful."Rise and shine, sleepyhead. It's time for you to join the land of the living," Jill greeted him with a playful smirk, her eyes sparkling with determination. "I need your help with some brainstorming."Jack yawned and stretched, feeling the weight of the impending tasks settling upon him like a heavy cloak. "What's the plan?" he asked, his voice still tinged with drowsiness as he sat up and gave Jill his full attention.Jill's eyes gleamed with determination as she launched into an explanation of the necessity for a tracker device that could evade detection by their adversaries. "Jack, we need a failsafe in case things go south. We can't risk you getting caught or lost in the chaos," she began,