Mr. Black's face was etched with frustration and anger as he leaned in toward Timmy, his voice tinged with bitterness. "Timmy, I've got to get this off my chest. You won't believe what Patrick did."Timmy, startled by the intensity in Mr. Black's tone, raised an eyebrow. "Mr. Black, what happened?"Mr. Black's voice trembled with a mix of anger and resentment. "It's my nephew, you see. Patrick - that conniving fellow - brutally beat him up."Timmy's eyes widened in disbelief. "Wait, Patrick beat up your nephew? Why on earth would he do that?"Mr. Black's fists clenched at the memory. "Shares, Timmy. Shares that belonged to my family for generations. Patrick forcefully took them away, and when my nephew confronted him, he unleashed his fury."Timmy shook his head in disbelief. "That's beyond cruel. But we can't resort to violence ourselves."Mr. Black's eyes gleamed with vengeful fire. "Oh, but we must, Timmy. Patrick deserves to feel the pain he's inflicted."Timmy's voice remained st
"Ow! I'm scared," Patrick pretended like he was scared to give Mr. Black shivers through his spine.Mr. Black smirked at him and said. "You better be!"Patrick then laughed when he saw that Mr. Black have believe that he was scared of him. "Do you really think I would be scared of you? Hell, no?" he asked.Mr. Black was confused as hell as the expression of Patrick changes immediately. "Well, you should be scared of what I can do to you. You are nothing but a dumb man trying to prove that you are worthless," he said."I'm scared!?" Patrick asked while laughing. He looked at Mr. Black and shook his head because he just brings his mother to the hotel, and for him, Mr. Black looked like a mama's boy."Yes!" Mr. Black said full of force as he smirked, he knows that Patrick is only laughing so that he won't feel scared because of his presence.Patrick looked at Mr. Black up and down, slowly moving forward, a sly curl forming at the corner of his lips as he locked eyes with him fiercely. T
"No!" Sarita insisted as she heard that Patrick wanted them to be safe rather than his own life. She would not be able to bare the horrible nightmare if something bad had happened to Patrick.Patrick hold her hands and insisted that she must go before it was too late. Because he knows that Mr. Black's family would not let them leave. "Go! Save yourself my bodyguards would take care of you,", he said."Okay! But promise me one thing, please be safe. Please take care of yourself," Sarita asked Patrick to take care of himself, as she would never forgive herself for being selfish this once. Because when she looked at her sister she knows that her sister is more important right now than her pride."Be safe!" Patrick said before parting apart with Sarita, as his guards pulled Sarita and Cavita into safety. He waved goodbye to them as he looked at the men that Tommy had brought.After minutes of talking to Mr. Black, ten thousand men of TImmy and Mr. Black came in front of Patrick as he was
[You only have 150 points left now to use for the whole day]Patrick was shocked to hear that, he didn't realize that he had lost a lot of points just by running away from the person that was trying to kill him. "What!?" he shouted in horror.[You only have 150 points to left for today!]The system repeated itself as Patrick fall in despair because he tried so hard to be able to collect many points, then he would just lose it that easily. "Do you mean that I used that many points today by just doing that?"[Yes!]"I should have known!" Patrick said to himself angrily as now he was trying to tell himself that he should have not used that too many points.[I have warned you that it would cost you many points. I didn't forget to tell you the consequence of it]"Well now, I can't do anything to change it back!" Patrick just wished that he didn't spend that many points on that item. But he was still glad that he was still alive and his limbs were still intact on his body as that happened t
Patrick's footsteps echoed softly as he made his way out of the grand hall, the lingering echoes of the event he had just attended slowly dissipating into the cool evening air. As he stepped into the fading sunlight, he noticed the figures of Mr. Black, Timmy, and Lucas a few paces ahead, engaged in what appeared to be an animated conversation.Intrigued, Patrick quickened his pace ever so slightly, curiosity getting the better of him. "They are heading out now?" he whispered to himself.As Patrick drew closer, fragments of their conversation began to reach his ears. "...might be best to leave the hotel tomorrow," Mr. Black was saying, his tone low and contemplative. Timmy nodded in agreement, though he appeared somewhat hesitant. "I know it's been a great event, but I think it's time," Mr. Black continued, his voice carrying a weight that hinted at underlying reasons."...security concerns," Timmy muttered, his voice tense. "And the press..."Mr. Black's brows were furrowed in though
"Funny thing, right? Mr. Black ran away for his life, but I would make sure that all of you would die right now. And you would be rot in hell!" Patrick mocked them as he was satisfied with their ending. He just let Mr. Black run away for his life because he would soon catch up with him and he would kill him as well."What did you say?" Timmy asked as he was filled with hatred inside of him wanting to end the life of Patrick. He just didn't want his hands to be filled with dirty blood from a poor person like him.Patrick laughed like crazy which made them a bit scared, you could see directly in his eyes that it was wanted justice for a long time. "It's your time now to rot in hell!" he said and laughed."You would be the one rooting in hell!" Timmy said and smirked at him because all of his men now were all around the hotel wanting to kill Patrick, beyond his orders."You would be the one living in hell not me," Patrick said and poked the needle on Timmy's body. Then he smirked as he s
"I felt so much energy! I felt that I was being too energetic!" Patrick said as he felt his body be in too much energy and he couldn't understand why. He was just a bit confused right now.[Since you finished your task, and you sacrificed a lot of points, you deserve that kind of energy]"Does it come from you?" Patrick asked the system was he was all alone inside the room, and there was no one else in there. He also felt a little bit powerful because of the system that gave him.[That is what you get when you finish the task that I gave you. The energy and power you felt was the gift from the task, it was like a bonus to you.]"So would I be getting some bonus in every take that I would get right now?" Patrick asked as his eyes sparkled when heard that, because he felt so lucky today. Right now that he had killed the person who wanted him dead, her just glad that everything was over.[You have 100 points attribute, 20 points charm, and 100 points experience skills]"Wait! I have got
"Patrick! You're finally home!" Savita exclaimed, rushing down the steps to envelop him in a tight hug. Her eyes were filled with a mix of worry and relief, and he could feel her trembling slightly against him.Sarita, Cavita's twin sister, stood a few steps behind, a mixture of emotions playing across her face. "We were so worried about you," she said softly, her voice tinged with emotion. "We didn't know what had happened, and you weren't answering your phone."Blaike, Patrick's best friend and the hotel's assistant manager clapped him on the back with a hearty laugh. "You always know how to keep things interesting, don't you?" he said with a wink, though the concern in his eyes was unmistakable.The hotel manager, a stout and no-nonsense figure, cleared his throat and spoke up. "Patrick, I must say, your ability to handle crises is truly impressive. But do keep in mind that your safety is paramount to us. We were all on edge not knowing where you were."Patrick nodded appreciativel