Cecilia began to explain the glasses' advantages with infectious enthusiasm, "So, these glasses are equipped with Augmented Reality (AR) and Heads-Up Display (HUD)."She continued, "They provide real-time information, navigation, notifications, and much more right on the lens. Additionally, they support gesture and voice interactions, allowing control through hand movements or voice commands."“This is amazing,” Lily murmured, clearly impressed. Her mind buzzed with possibilities. She looked at Cecilia, curiosity sparking in her eyes, “And what about the audio system, Cecil?”"Yes, these glasses also come with integrated audio. They have Bone Conduction Speakers, which allow us to hear sound without covering our ears. It's ideal for listening to music or taking phone calls. Secondly, there’s a Hidden Microphone for hands-free calls and voice commands,” Cecilia explained, her voice filled with enthusiasm.Zane chimed in, “In addition to that, these glasses also feature connectivity and
While Zane and the others were still in the living room, having just finished their lunch, they found themselves immersed in a lively conversation. The room was filled with laughter and the sound of clinking dishes when suddenly, Zane's phone rang, breaking the warm atmosphere. He quickly checked his phone and saw Emma's name flash on the screen.He didn't hesitate for a moment and answered the call, "Hello, Emma.""Hi, Zane," Emma's voice came through, sounding cheerful yet slightly concerned. "Are we still visiting my dad tomorrow? It seems like you've been really busy lately."Zane's expression softened as he reassured her, "Ah, no worries, Emma. Of course, we are still going tomorrow. I'll pick you up first thing in the morning.""Alright, Zane. That sounds great!" Emma responded, her voice brimming with excitement at the prospect of visiting her father soon.As Zane ended the call, Cecilia, who had been listening, chimed in with a knowing smile, "I'm sure Ms. Emma is really loo
Not long after, Zane and Emma continued their journey. After a few hours of travel, they found themselves on a narrow road. The secluded location of the village meant that the road was not friendly to cars. Zane had to navigate carefully as some parts of the path were narrow and rocky. In several places, clear streams crossed the road, creating a stunning yet challenging landscape that required extra caution.“Emma, are you sure this is the right way?” Zane asked, his voice tinged with concern.Seeing the route becoming increasingly narrow made Emma hesitate for a moment. However, she was confident that this was the correct path; her instincts told her so. She glanced at the address notes she carried and compared them with the signposts along the road. “I’m sure this is the right way, Zane,” she said firmly, her voice filled with determination.“Alright then,” Zane replied, trusting her judgment. Zane also relied on his intuition, sensing that there was no immediate danger. Th
As Zane stepped out of the car, he turned back and opened the door again to speak to Emma. “Emma, if we get into any trouble, you need to lock this car from the inside and stay put. Do you understand?”Emma nodded confidently. “Be careful, Zane.”“Of course, you know I’ll be fine,” Zane replied with a reassuring smile.Standing calmly, Zane watched as a group of five tattooed men surrounded him. One of them sneered, “Hey, look at this. Seems like a city boy lost his way here. Looks like he needs some help, haha.”“Rich people usually rely on their money, not their brains, hahaha,” chimed in another, followed by the others' laughter.Zane knew they had bad intentions. He glanced back at Emma, who was in the car, and gave her a quick wink, signaling her to lock the car immediately.Emma felt her heart pounding, her worry and fear were evident on her face. Despite this, she remained confident that Zane would handle the situation.Zane’s calm demeanor didn’t waver as he faced the men.
Zane still stood firmly in the middle, surrounded by The King's four henchmen. He prepared his fighting stance, ready to take them on.The next two men, though visibly more hesitant, launched their attacks from both the left and right sides. Zane moved with the grace and speed of the wind, deftly blocking the left punch with his forearm and swiftly driving his elbow into the face of the attacker on the right. The impact was powerful, sending the man crashing to the ground.The last man, paralyzed with fear, could only watch in horror as Zane executed a flawless spinning kick, knocking him down with a single, decisive blow. The atmosphere grew increasingly tense and charged with anticipation, yet Zane’s expression remained calm and composed. He looked unfazed, his demeanor exuding confidence and unbothered by the intimidating presence of his opponents.The two attackers who had fallen earlier now rose with renewed determination. They dusted off their clothes and exchanged glances
Zane and Emma stood side by side in front of the house, surrounded by the scent of wildflowers growing abundantly in the spacious yard. The old house looked majestic despite its faded paint and some worn-out wooden parts. Emma gazed at the house with a warm smile, her brown eyes sparkling with hope. “I can’t believe I’m actually here,” she murmured, her voice slightly trembling with emotion. She took a deep breath and then turned to Zane. “Thank you, Zane. This is all because of you,” she added, her voice filled with gratitude.Zane looked to his side, his eyes meeting Emma’s warm and joyful gaze as she admired the old house. “Of course, Emma,” he replied softly.He held Emma’s hand, feeling the warmth in her grip. “Shall we go inside now?” he asked, his voice gentle yet enthusiastic.“Yeah, of course, Zane,” Emma replied with confidence, her eyes shining even brighter. They ascended several steps to reach the terrace of the house, their footsteps echoing softly against the wo
James stood at the doorway, his gaze settling on Zane and Emma as they approached. With a gesture of welcome, he said, "Come in, you must be cold." His voice was warm, carrying a hint of concern that resonated in the chilly air.They followed James inside, stepping into the warmth of the home. As Emma watched James struggle with each step, a wave of sadness washed over her. It pained her to see her father move with such difficulty, a stark contrast to the energetic man she remembered from her childhood. Under her breath, she whispered to herself, "Dad, what have you been through all these years?""Please, have a seat," James offered, motioning towards the cozy living room. He then turned towards the kitchen, intending to prepare some hot drinks to ward off the chill that still lingered on them.However, Emma quickly intervened, unable to bear the sight of her father exerting himself. "Dad, please. You don't have to trouble yourself. Come sit with us," she insisted, her voice fi
Zane and Emma were startled by James's question. Emma quickly stepped in to clarify. She shook her head, raising her hand and waving it as a gesture of denial."No, no, no, Dad. I think you misunderstood," Emma said, her voice firm but kind.James, ever attentive and caring, replied, "Emma, you are both adults. It’s perfectly fine for me to know about such things. There’s no need to be embarrassed."Emma felt a wave of embarrassment and discomfort wash over her, particularly for Zane, because of her father's misunderstanding."Dad, no, it's not what you think," Emma insisted, her cheeks flushing slightly. "Zane and I are just close friends, nothing more."Emma's discomfort was palpable, and Zane noticed. He smiled at her, his eyes twinkling with amusement."Emma, isn't what your father said not entirely wrong?" Zane remarked calmly, his tone light-hearted.Hearing Zane's response made Emma even more self-conscious. She desperately wanted to change the subject, feeling the awkwardnes