Jack lay on his bed very tired. There have been too many surprises lately. The drama with the Hawthorne family is endless. They would always prank Jack and would never stop doing it. Jack had to make it stop. Now it's not only revenge that is in Jack's heart, but also a necessity to stop the Hawthorne family."Systems," Jack said.Ding![Welcome back, user Jack Ashworth. What do you want to do today?]“Can I exchange one point to make someone say the truth?” asked Jack.[Please define it more.]"I mean, can I get Suzzane to tell the police the truth?"[Not possible, Jack Ashworth. The system cannot change reality, make other people do what you want, or do things outside of you as a user. The System can allow you to achieve many things such as wealth, physical abilities, and everything related to you, but it cannot affect circumstances outside of yourself.]"I understand," said Jack.Jack could already guess that it was impossible, but he still asked the system. It's hard to know what
Not long after Ashley left the room, she returned with a face full of anxiety. Jack raised an eyebrow, feeling something was wrong. "What's wrong, Ashley?" he asked.Ashley bit her lip for a moment before picking up the TV remote and turning it on. "You should see this, Jack," she said, turning Jack's attention to the TV screen that had just turned on.The news was on, and Jack felt his pulse quicken when he saw Diana Buchanan's face in the press conference. "Diana Buchanan stood up for you," Ashley said in a shaky voice.Jack focused his eyes on the screen, dumbfounded by what he saw and heard. With firm and confident steps, Diana Buchanan stood in front of the reporters gathered for the press conference. Behind it is a background bearing the logo of the large Buchanan Corporation. Her face was serious and determined, reflecting her determination to stand up for Jack Ashworth."Alright, I want to state the facts," Diana said in a calm but firm voice. The spotlight from the media came
In a comfortable luxury car, Jack sat in a neat dress and a serious expression. His eyes were focused on the road ahead, but his mind was engaged in deep thought. Along with the smooth sound of the car engine, Ashley sat in the driver's seat with full concentration. She looked down the street carefully, making sure they made it to the rendezvous point smoothly.Bustling city streets stretched out before them, with traffic moving back and forth. Jack pondered deeply, devising a strategy he would use to convince the three shareholders of Green Diamond Village. He knew that this meeting was important to the future of his project, and he needed to speak with confidence.Meanwhile, Ashley remains calm in driving. She monitors the traffic, taking the best route to reach the destination. Jack's hands clenched in his lap were an indication that he was focusing on his mental preparation. As Jack's personal assistant, Ashley feels a great responsibility to make sure everything goes according to
After the storm had died down and they had managed to overcome the unexpected challenge, the sound of footsteps on the asphalt made the two of them raise their heads. It was the driver they had called before, coming to pick them up.“Mr. Ashworth, please get in the car. Is there anything I need to bring?” he asked."There isn't any. Take us home," said Jack.Once in the car, Jack tells the driver to take Ashley home first, given that his apartment is closer and easier to get to in the unstable weather.They both got into the car feeling relieved, hoping to get home soon and rest after what had been full of drama all day. As the car drove toward Ashley's apartment, little did they know that more surprises lay ahead.As the car crossed their usual street to Ashley's apartment, their eyes opened wide at the shocking sight. The usually bustling and quiet road was now covered by large trees that were uprooted by the storm. Some of the trees have even been seen knocking down power lines and
Ashley was just silent with a body full of passion when Jack took off the clothes he was wearing. With a grunt, Jack tore it open and threw it on the floor. He opened all of Ashley's clothes roughly, until now the woman was not wearing a single cloth. Her hands were wide open."This time we do it differently. Do you mind?" he asked. But Ashley knew it wasn't a question that needed an answer. Jack immediately gripped Ashley's jaw one more time then hugged her naked body and now Ashley could feel Jack's tongue in the crook of her neck. Unfortunately, the sensation made Ashley feel good. With great difficulty, Ashley held back the moan that was about to escape her lips. Suddenly, Jack tied Ashley's hands using a sheet to the bedpost.“J-Jack?”Jack didn't care. His hands came down to Ashley's breasts and squeezed them tightly, twisting the top of Ashley's breasts while crushing Ashley's lips. He didn't even give Ashley a chance to calm down. Ashley felt a pain in her chest, but it made h
After a few days off to give herself time to reflect, Suzzane felt a bit calmer. She decided that it was time to return to the office and face reality, even though the confusing situation was still in her mind. But as soon as she stepped into the office, she felt as if all eyes were on her. Curious glances and inaudible whispers covered every corner of the room, accompanying her every step towards his desk.As he sat at her desk, trying to embrace her routine back, her phone suddenly rang. A feeling of alertness immediately flashed across her mind, making her heart beat faster. She sees an incoming call from Liam, which makes her feel confused but curious. Is this related to the news that developed recently? Despite that, Suzzane chose to follow Liam's instructions. She took her workbook and walked towards Liam's office, trying to suppress the anxiety that was growing in her.However, how shocked Suzzane was when she opened the door to Liam's room and found Brandon Langham present in
When the sun rose, Jack was getting ready to use his jacket. He heard from the maid that Ashley had asked the driver to take her home early in the morning. Maybe Ashley was embarrassed after what happened last night, so she left before Jack did.Jack got ready to go to the office, put on a serious expression, and thought hard about the next steps to be taken to clear his name. However, it was then that her phone rang with an incoming call from Brandon.Jack walked over to his cell phone which was ringing on the nightstand. When he picked it up and heard Brandon's serious voice on the other end, he could tell something important must be up. "What's wrong, Brandon?" he asked.Brandon replied in a voice full of urgency, "Jack, you need to get to the police station immediately. I have important evidence for your case."Jack frowned, trying to understand the situation that was happening. "What evidence are you talking about, Brandon? Will this help clear my name?"“Of course, Jack. Come to
After handling business at the police station, Jack returned to his office feeling relieved. Finally, he was no longer entangled in the trap set by the Hawthorne family. Jack felt as though he and Brandon had turned the tide, leaving the Hawthorne family caught up in their own game. At that time, he felt that there was no need to reclaim their actions because they had fallen by themselves. In his office, Jack was getting ready for the press conference scheduled for later that afternoon. He knew that this was an opportunity to clear his name and reveal the truth to the public. This was a watershed moment in his fight to restore his tarnished reputation. Meanwhile, Dylan and Rita Hawthorne were in their office. They were happy and sure that Jack would soon go to jail. They even planned to have fun after the press conference, celebrating their victory in knocking Jack out. But suddenly, Dylan's phone rang. He saw that it was a call from Daniel Collins, their business ally. Dylan immedi
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,