Before Drake's arrival, Lucille wasn't praying for his well-being; she was silently pleading for his swift rescue.“Gosh! I can’t take this! Drake, hurry and save me!” she cried inwardly, her desperation evident.Despite having numerous system items for protection, her heart and body struggled to withstand the terror of the brutal fight. However, she managed to hold her ground somewhat against Zack's relentless assaults."Seriously! What's your system level?" Zack inquired, wiping blood from his lips."Level 3," Lucille honestly replied, but Zack dismissed her with a sneer."As if," he spat, gritting his teeth as he prepared for another attack, wielding a gun in his left hand and a knife in his right."When will you stop?" Lucille exclaimed in horror at Zack's unyielding onslaught. She had already consumed numerous health potions to recover from his attacks, yet her lack of combat experience left her struggling to defend or counter effectively."Until you're dead!" Zack declared, firi
Lucille didn't rush to pick up Drake. Instead, she contemplated fleeing, but the thought of what Drake and Zack were capable of held her back. If she fled now, she knew she'd be caught immediately."Maybe this can be of use later," she murmured, picking up the cursed knife Zack had dropped. She stowed it away in her system storage and then checked how many items she had left."Gosh, I wasted more than a hundred items today," she groaned, unintentionally fiddling with the key pendant on her necklace. "I want to be free," she sighed before dragging Drake back to the car.Drake, now free from injuries but covered in dirt and mud from being dragged, slowly regained consciousness. He sat up, examining his now-normal skin, yet still trembling from the memory of his body rotting."I’m alive?" Drake muttered, confused. His gaze wandered around, trying to make sense of their situation. "Did Zack succeed in stealing my chance?" he asked.Lucille didn't answer immediately, the silence stretching
The next day, Drake headed to BellRox's branch office for a crucial meeting with the executives and investigators. Tension hung heavy in the air as they convened to address the aftermath of the bombing at BellRox headquarters, which had resulted in staggering losses.Billions worth of products had been reduced to ashes, and the investors were threatening to withdraw their support. As the executives gathered, their voices grew louder with panic as they discussed the implications of the incident. The chairman paced nervously, grasping the severity of the situation.Meanwhile, Drake Chwe maintained a nonchalant demeanor, calmly observing the chaos and panic unfurling around him.Chairman Sy, his face etched with worry, addressed the executives. "This is catastrophic! We've never faced such a crisis before. Our stocks are plummeting, and the investors are breathing down our necks. If we don't recover from this loss, BellRox could be on the brink of collapse!"Ms. Simmons, the CFO, chimed
Drake felt a mix of unease and annoyance at Marianne's actions, but the scene only lingered in his mind briefly. As soon as he hopped into his car, his thoughts shifted back to Zack White."Hide well, Zack. You can no longer escape," he muttered to himself as he drove to the police station.Upon arrival, he was greeted by the chief with a warm smile. "Sir, we've already located him. It's only a matter of time before we catch him," the chief of police assured him. "And thank you for the helicopters and mobiles you donated. They will greatly assist us in capturing not only this criminal but others as well.""Don't flatter me too much, sir. As one of the victims, I simply wanted to assist," Drake replied, glancing at the screen where the manhunt was being viewed live."I heard you also contributed funds to improve the facilities at the city jail. You're truly generous, sir," the police officer said, clearly trying to ingratiate himself as Drake had brought a significant amount of money t
Drake Chwe rushed to find something to prevent Zack White from escaping, but he paused as he was startled to see Zack being robbed."What the heck is going on?" he exclaimed.For a moment, anxiety gripped him as he thought the trio had come to aid Zack's escape, but he soon realized they were only delivering the holy water."Ugh, he’s back in health," Drake muttered, disappointed that Zack was back in health. However, he felt relieved knowing the trio had stolen Zack's necessary system items, rendering Zack helpless."Geez, I was worried for nothing," Drake said, wiping the sweat from his chin.He watched as the police officers handcuffed Zack with the cuffs he had provided. Though they appeared ordinary, they were system items that could prevent other system users from removing them freely."Should I notify the jail now?" Drake pondered, dialing the number of the jail officer."Good day, sir!" the jail officer responded promptly. It was the same man who received all the money Drake p
At Bigas' agency, Lucille entered with extreme caution, ensuring Drake wouldn't catch wind of their secret meeting."Ely, how are you?" she asked anxiously as soon as she entered the room that Bigas had provided for Eleanor to stay temporarily."I'm fine," Eleanor responded, allowing Lucille to check on her before she could calm down."That's a relief. You must have been terrified witnessing all of that," Lucille said, her concern evident in her voice."Are you worried about me, Lucille?" Eleanor asked bluntly."Of course I am!" Lucille responded earnestly."Then explain everything to me about what really happened yesterday," Eleanor demanded firmly, though she didn't entirely trust Lucille to be honest."About yesterday, it's all because of Kale Justinbaste. You know, the guy who almost killed me and Drake. Justinbaste is a rival director at—" Lucille began, but Eleanor raised her hand, cutting her off."We're here at Bigas Agency. Do you think I haven't already asked for Kale Justin
Eleanor stared at Lucille in disbelief before rising from her seat beside her. "Are you seriously suggesting I fake being sick?" she asked, incredulous.Lucille nodded, relieved that Eleanor was a smart teenager and confident she could understand. "Ely, I don't want you actually getting sick. We just need to divert Drake's attention back to you," she explained, her gaze filled with trust. Internally, she pleaded, "Please make him so preoccupied with you that he forgets about me."Eleanor shook her head, unconvinced. "There's no way I can fake being sick without Drake catching on. He'd see through it in no time," she countered. Lucille had helped her discreetly leave SanCarlos, but this plan caught her completely off guard."You've seen what BellRox's tech can do. With their tribute sys—I mean, with their technology, anything is possible. You just have to take these pills daily. They won't make you sick, but everyone else will think you are," Lucille insisted, offering a bottle of pill
Lucille's eyes quivered as she shut them tightly to fake her collapse. She wasn't even an inch worried about Marianne's existence because she had her own tribute system, but she was more concerned about why Drake was trying to get rid of her, assuming it was Drake who ordered Marianne to poison her."But isn't he underestimating me? I'm still a tribute system user, and I have potions from him. Why would he give me regular poison? What kind of test is this?" she mused inwardly.Lucille continued to act unconscious while Marianne drove her somewhere to uncover Drake's true intentions. To her surprise, Marianne took her to a road near a cliff."You deserve this, b*tch," Marianne muttered as she pulled Lucille out of the car and carelessly dragged her to the ground."I didn't know Marianne had no conscience at all. She's ready to kill someone if Drake orders her to?" Lucille wondered. "Should I keep up my act? Drake will find out anyway if I survive or not," she contemplated internally, c