“Ahh… Don't stop…”Naughty moans and sighs made Jack's steps stop. He had just come back to the grand and luxurious Hawthorne Family mansion after a long day. Of course, this house is not his, Jack is just one of the servants in this conglomerate family. Throughout the day, Gordon Hawthorne, the son of the Hawthorne family, had ordered him to go all over Lumina City, to buy things that Jack thought were ridiculous. But as soon as he stepped inside, he could hear a woman's voice in a room that he happened to pass by on his way to his room.Normally, Jack would have pretended not to hear, like all the other servants in the house, but this time was different. Not because Jack didn't know how playboy Gordon was and often slept with beautiful women, but because of the woman's voice that he knew very well this time. Curiosity tickled him until he ventured to approach the room which was only half closed.The closer he got, the more he recognized the woman's voice. Jack's eyes widened when he
[Use the welcome package. Yes / No?]The transparent screen shows two options. Jack doesn't understand what he's hearing or seeing, but he will do whatever it takes to save his own life. Softly, he said, "Yes."Jack closed his eyes and darkness then enveloped him. He would surely die now and what he just saw was a near-death hallucination. However, a second later, Jack felt a powerful rush of energy enters his body as if weaving back all the damaged parts of his body. All his broken bones crunched together again.Within a few minutes, Jack was able to open his eyes and with a feeling of surprise, he stood up. He saw that his hands were still covered in blood, but all the wounds had completely closed. Jack felt his health recovering, even much fitter than before. He felt his stomach which should be full of wounds, but now his stomach was not only intact without any injuries, but also filled with bulging muscles."Impossible," he murmured. Jack thought he must be dreaming.All of a sudd
"Okay, proof time," Jack said firmly, looking at the man with unwavering determination. Ashley Norton, who had been secretly watching their conversation, noticed an unusual amount of confidence in Jack's face. She was intrigued and curious about what would happen next. Jack took out his cracked cell phone and opened it carefully. He opened a banking app and showed his staggering account balance. "Here's the proof," Jack said, showing the balance display to the one hundred million dollar mark. "A hundred million dollars in my account." The guard was silent, his eyes widened in disbelief. He looked closely at the cellphone screen shown by Jack, trying to make sure that it was not a trick or engineering. "Wait! This must be a lie! He must be cheating to get that kind of money!” cried the security guard in panic. Ashley Norton, unable to hide her surprise, approached the two of them. She saw the balance displayed by Jack, and her face contorted into one of admiration. "I will call t
"Okay. Get ready to go to jail, Jack Ashworth," said Tom, glancing at Ashley who was silent. "Let's go to the bank now," he said again, glancing at Jack. Jack snorted softly and walked behind Tom. Ashley chose to walk beside Tom and opened the door for her manager. The location of the bank is not far from here, just by walking, they can arrive within five minutes. While walking, Jack opened the system screen silently. Ding! [Welcome back, user Jack Ashworth. What do you want to do?] "Trade my ten points for money," Jack said in a low voice. [Point exchange successful. Ten million dollars has entered the user's account.] Jack smiled and pressed the minimize button. At the same time, they reached the bank. "All right, Jack Ashworth. We've arrived at the bank. Let's see if you are as big as you say," said Tom Kenny. "By the time I prove it, you will lose your job," said Jack with a faint smile. Tom snorted with a sneer but said nothing more. He just gave Ashley the code to make
Tom was getting sweaty hearing that.“Tom! Are you still there?""Laila, this must be a mistake!”“Tom, this information is 100% valid. What’s wrong?” she answered.“What? There’s no fraud? He might have robbed someone!”“Tom, are you questioning my accountability?”Tom stopped for a moment. Laila is very accountable and she had all the access to verify someone’s account. It is impossible that she made a mistake.“Why didn't you tell me earlier?" asked Tom angrily.“Tom, I've done my best to help you. At least say thank you,” Laila replied a little irritated.Tom was still riled up, he immediately hung up the phone. He was shaking, didn’t know what to do. What if Jack is really rich? Tom hesitatingly opened the door and found that the transaction is done. The luxurious mansion is now Jack’s. He’s even in the process of getting a black card from the bank.“Well, Tom, what did your friend at the central bank said?” asked Jack with a smile. Tom was embarrassed and angry, but shaking as
“Your job is only to help me buy the things I need, remind my schedule, and do things related to my work. That's all," replied Jack.“Th-that's all?” she asked.Jack frowned, trying to analyze why Ashley looked so doubtful.“All the work that is usually done by a personal assistant. I just need a lot of things that I would not be able to do alone now. I have a lot of agendas that I have to finish,” said Jack, starting to see Ashley's doubts. Of course, Ashley was very beautiful, she doubted a guy like Jack who might drag her into bed like other rich jerks. But Jack wasn't some goddamn Gordon Hawthorne. Jack just needs help from Ashley who looks smart and nimble. But, if Ashley wants to accompany him in bed, of course, Jack doesn't mind.Ashley looked at Jack and realized that this one man might be different. She needed a lot of money for her sick mother and to send her little brother to school. A bigger salary is what she really needs. It would be a great loss if Ashley did not accept
[Is there anything else you want? Your money are still available to be exchanged for anything you want, user Jack Ashworth.]“Nothing for now. Thank you," replied Jack.[No need to thank. All the facilities present in this system are yours.]The transparent screen then disappeared from Jack's presence. Jack smiled at himself and quickly came out of the bathroom wearing the soft kimono that had been provided for him.“Mr. Ashworth, please follow me for skin treatment and massage,” said one of the therapists.The woman couldn't hide her admiration for Jack, her face even blushed. Jack nodded and followed the woman into one of the rooms that had been prepared. All the way to the room, Jack felt many eyes staring at him. Little did he know that rumors about him were already spreading. There is a mysterious man who bought a real estate office on the spur of the moment.Jack finally arrived at the massage and facial room. A female therapist is ready inside. However, both Jack and the woman
Suzzane looked at Jack and a beautiful woman looked at each other with a smile. She crumpled the hem of her shirt as she snorted. She couldn't restrain her footsteps from approaching Jack and the beautiful woman. Suzzane can't let Jack have fun over her misery.“Jack!” she exclaimed.Both Jack and Ashley were a little taken aback by it. From the appearance of Suzzane who had changed into ripped jeans and a tank top, as well as her eyes that were red from crying, Jack could already guess that Suzzane had been fired. Jack didn't answer, he just stared at Suzzane with a sharp gaze and a slight crooked smile, making Suzzane even more annoyed.“I lost my job because of you!” cried Suzzane as she brought her index finger closer to Jack's face.Jack brushed off Suzzane's forefinger while pushing her slightly, making her take a few steps back."Keep your filthy finger out of my sight you slut," Jack said in a low, calm tone. This made Suzzane even angrier.“You call me slut? Then what about y
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,