The sterile operating room buzzed with controlled chaos. The heart monitor beeped rhythmically, and the surgical team, dressed in their sterile attire, moved with precision. At the epicenter of it all lay Eleanor, Drake's sister, connected to machines and encircled by the surgical team."Why is that here?" he exclaimed, bewildered.Drake, anxiety gripping his heart, burst into the room, his eyes scanning the operating room. However, what drew his attention was the miniature temple, a holy, glowing structure that manifested when someone stood on the brink of death. His breath caught in his throat."Why? Why? I'm sure she survived before!" he muttered.Determined to uncover the reason, Drake pushed his way through the hospital staff. His gaze was riveted on a nurse standing near the surgical table. Her face was concealed by a mask and surgical gown, but her eyes were visible, and that was enough for Drake.In those eyes, he detected a familiar madness—the crazed, unrelenting gaze of Mer
The news of Merlyn's actions against Eleanor spread widely, reaching not only the doctors and nurses but the entire city. The media ensured they had the exclusive story.Merlyn faced intense criticism and shunning for her vicious act. However, her name quickly faded from public consciousness as she was imprisoned. Even though a week had passed since the incident, the hospital's nurses and doctors found it hard to move on. They felt frustrated that Drake has not pursued charges against Merlyn."Does he still have feelings for her?" one nurse whispered as she saw Drake passing by the nurse's station."Why would he still care for that woman? She nearly killed his sister," other nurses replied."Then why won't he press charges? She'll only have to spend a year in prison if he won't.""I've heard he's as kind as a saint.""Well, both those siblings look angelic. How can they be so beautiful?""Yes, you're right. I bet they'd look even more stunning if they were healthier.""Why is the brot
Drake Chwe felt perplexed as he witnessed Zack White assaulting a random stranger on the street."Is that supposed to be me? Why didn't he kill me that night?" he mused.Even more confusing was when Zack White failed to notice the miniature temple materializing in front of him. It made Drake wonder about the qualifications for an individual to actually see the temple.For now, he knew that anyone in grave danger, close to death, might see the miniature temple and could receive a second chance as long as they prayed and offered a tribute before losing their life."Help! Please, help me," the woman croaked weakly, raising her hand toward Drake, desperate for assistance before losing consciousness.Drake was startled, almost forgetting about the woman's injury due to his excitement over unlocking more features on his system.He stared at the woman, devoid of any sense of urgency, pondering whether he should help her. "I don't know her anyway," he thought, but he snapped out of it when he
Drake's plan had worked well; he had leveled up, and Zack White hadn't been able to offer a tribute or access the system. He should have been at peace now, as piece by piece, all sources of his torment were being eliminated. However, a lingering unease gnawed at him."Why do I still feel anxious?" he wondered, gazing at the pile of documents on his desk."Is something the matter?" Marianne inquired, standing before Drake's table, patiently awaiting his response. "Is there anything you'd like me to review again?""No, it's fine," Drake said, snapping out of his unwarranted worries. He resumed signing the papers after a quick skim. To his surprise, he discovered a full list of applicants under Linda Chwe's recommendations."What is this?" he asked."The HR department sent that. They wanted to know if you were familiar with these applicants claiming that you endorsed them based on Linda Chwe's recommendations. She's your mother, isn't she?" Marianne explained.Drake let out a tired sigh
All ears were focused on Drake's phone, though everyone pretended not to be listening. Curiosity hung in the air as they anticipated their manager's response to Marianne's actions, which had brought shame not only to their department but to the entire corporation.One person whispered in hushed tones, "How could he openly play that video here? It's an unconventional way to punish Marianne."Another chimed in, "She probably deserved it. I've heard she's been a whore, even when she's at the executive. Rumor has it she got here by sleeping with him to secure a transfer."A third person added, "Could it be that Manager Chwe's physique is improving due to their 'workouts' in bed?"Curiosity piqued, someone asked, "Where did you hear all this?""It was in the comments," he responded."Are you sure it wasn't you who wrote them?" someone teased, but their attention quickly returned to Drake when they heard him say, "Sue, Everyone."Attorney Lunes inquired, "Who do you mean?""Sue everyone – a
Marianne gazed up at a shady building, double-checking the address on the card Drake had given her."Am I in the right place?" she wondered, standing before the building hesitantly before entering. Once inside, she was surprised to find an elegantly furnished law firm office."Will I be okay?" she muttered, feeling a mix of anxiety and hope.She was then greeted by Attorney Lunes, a seasoned lawyer with a reputation for handling sensitive cases, who welcomed her with a warm smile."Miss Marianne, please have a seat. It's good to meet you. Drake mentioned your situation, and he believes I can help," Attorney Lunes said.Marianne sat down, clutching a folder of evidence related to the video scandal and her issues."Thank you, Attorney Lunes. I'm in desperate need of help," she said."Of course, I'm here to listen. Tell me about the video scandal and how it's affecting you," he said.Marianne took a deep breath and began to recount the story."It all began with our breakup. Mr. Nicklaus,
Marianne didn't have to wait long. As soon as she stepped out of the law firm building, Drake was already parked in front with his Mercedes."You came too fast," she commented nervously."What?" Drake asked."N-nothing.""Aren't you going in?" he inquired."Ah, yes, sir," she responded, rattled by Drake's unexpected arrival."Where are you two going to meet?" he asked."RedLutos Motel, sir," she replied."That place, huh?" Drake smirked, his eyes holding a glint of recognition. It was the same place he had first caught Merlyn cheating on him. "Are you two planning on making another video?""No! Why would I!" Marianne exclaimed indignantly. "I may still have feelings for him, but I would never make the same mistake again!""You still want him?" Drake asked."I know I'm stupid," she admitted, covering her face. Drake remained silent.Marianne desperately wanted to ask Drake to drop her off and trust her to handle the meeting with Nicklaus, but she felt too intimidated by her boss's mood
Drake lounged on a bench in the sparsely furnished detention center, maintaining an unexpectedly calm demeanor. The police station's activity unfolded before him with an air of detachment, as if he were just stopping by on a routine errand.A police officer couldn't help but comment, eyeing Drake, "You seem pretty relaxed, considering the situation.""Well, I've been in tighter spots. It's not the end of the world," Drake replied, a casual smile gracing his lips.He continued to observe the bustling scene around him, as if he were an outsider witnessing a peculiar spectacle."Most folks don't take being detained so casually," the police officer remarked, raising an eyebrow.Drake chuckled softly."I suppose most folks aren't used to having a front-row seat in the justice system. Besides, I know I won't stay here for too long."Drake's nonchalant attitude left the police officer perplexed as he leaned back, seemingly unfazed by the pending assault charge.On the other side of the polic
Ten years had passed, yet the dream of earning a sextillion coins remained elusive. Time slipped away unnoticed as Drake immersed himself in the relentless pursuit of money to settle his debts. Only too late did he realize the true cost of his singular focus.Seated in his office, absorbed in his tasks, Drake was jolted from his concentration by the ringing of his phone. Glancing at the caller's ID, he recognized his sister Eleanor's number. With a resigned sigh, he answered the call."Hey, Ely," Drake greeted, attempting to sound nonchalant despite his apprehension."Drake, where are you?!" Eleanor's voice crackled with frustration and disappointment."I'm at the office, why?" Drake responded, his heart sinking as he anticipated the conversation that was about to unfold."Seriously? You forgot, didn't you?" Eleanor's incredulous tone pierced through the line.Drake's stomach churned with guilt. "Forgot what?"Eleanor let out an exasperated sigh. "My wedding, Drake! The one I've been
Drake was shocked to learn the truth, his jaws dropping even further when Lucille revealed that he needed to repay the tribute system twofold."Earning sextillion coins is impossible!" he exclaimed."You have to offer it back, or else you'll spend your life paying for it," Lucille replied grimly, exaggerating the explanation to divert Drake's attention away from herself."Damn it. Is this why I can't kill Zack? He cannot die until he pays his debt," Drake said frustratingly, but then he smiled viciously. "But does that mean I can keep him in prison to suffer?""He doesn't change. Good luck," Lucille muttered under her breath, slowly becoming accustomed to Drake's viciousness."What is it?" Drake asked."Nothing. I was just wondering why you came here," she bluntly asked, inwardly worried about the chance of Drake hurting her."What else? To pick you up?" Drake said, grabbing Lucille's hand and looking into her eyes with sincerity. "Lucille, please believe me, what Marianne said was al
Lucille Bmak seized the opportunity to escape when Drake and Rebecca were engrossed in their own conversation.Thinking it was her chance, she began to make her way out. However, unbeknownst to her, she was trapped in a labyrinth from which only Zack, Rebecca, and Drake could find their way out."What the hell is this place?" she muttered to herself as she continued downwards in an attempt to escape, but the path seemed endless."Aah!" she screamed as someone suddenly yanked her back."You're new here? There's nothing above your head yet," the female said, her tone cautious and discreet. “I got the ability to see other users status and progress. You're still fresh. Save yourself!”"What? I don't belong here. Do you know the exit?" Lucille asked, sensing no hostility from the girl."Go up instead of down," the girl replied honestly."Really? But why aren't you leaving?" Lucille inquired."I'm weak, but I can't die. You should be careful. Let go of the system as soon as possible while i
Lucille Bmak had prepared herself for this inevitable day.She knew all too well that her peaceful days would come to an end as long as Zack White and Drake Chwe existed.However, despite her thorough preparation, she couldn't shield her heart from the viciousness that Zack and Drake displayed towards her.The constant hostility from both men exhausted her heart and mind, leaving her unable to display any emotion upon seeing Drake, whose presence made her heart throb, or Zack, whose mere presence sent shivers down her spine."Damn you! Damn your luck!" Zack White growled in frustration, his anger palpable as he longed to inflict harm upon Lucille.He yelled and pounded on the barrier as if he desired nothing more than to tear Lucille apart, but what frustrated him even more was the nonchalant expression on Lucille's face."Do you think you'll escape me for imprisoning me for three years? I'll torture you every second of the day!" he threatened."So foolish," Lucille commented, further
Drake Chwe hurried to find Lucille. He strode past the long underground passage, paying little heed to the torture cell, laboratories, and whatever bizarre occurrences filled each room. As long as Lucille wasn't there, Drake's focus remained undeterred."Where the hell are you?" he muttered exasperatedly to himself, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he reached the final room at the end of the underground complex. Taking a deep breath, he swung open the door, only for his eyes to widen in shock at the sight of his lover bound by chains."Lucille!" he exclaimed, rushing forward to free her, but his efforts proved futile."Drake, long time no see," Lucille greeted casually, her gaze devoid of emotion as if she had just woken up from a nap."Hang on a little longer. I'll free you soon," he promised, frantically rummaging through his bag for any tool that might help, but none did the trick."Damn it!" he cursed in frustration, realizing he couldn't access his trusted system in a time of
Zack sported a victorious grin, his eyes locked onto Drake with the same intensity Drake once aimed at him from within the torture cell. His lips curled as he relished the sweet taste of turning the tables."It'll be better if we suffer together. You know, I didn't plan to torment you for just three years," Zack said, closing the distance between them. "Let's make it forever," he whispered, his voice dripping with menace.His grin widened as he observed Drake's expression darken. However, standing closer to Drake proved to be a mistake."Oh, damn it," Zack cursed, blood bubbling up as he collapsed to the ground."All talk, huh?" Drake snorted, a twisted smirk forming on his lips as he pressed his foot onto Zack's face. "Your only shot at survival was staying locked away. Why set yourself free?""What's happening?" Zack grunted in agony, attempting to extract the knife lodged in his side, but it remained stubbornly embedded in his flesh."Can't you recognize these?" Drake sneered, with
Thanks to Merlyn, Drake finally learned where Lucille had been taken. He instructed Merlyn to locate her using his device, unaware that she would succumb to a heart attack afterward, much like the way he deceived and threatened Natasha into her demise."Code blue! Code blue! Room 203!" a nurse frantically announced.Medical staff rushed to Merlyn Spenser's side, the monitor next to her bed blaring with the alarming sound of a code blue. Doctors and nurses swarmed into the room, their faces etched with urgency as they converged around Merlyn's bed. The room was filled with the sound of rapid footsteps and the clatter of medical equipment."Goodbye, Merlyn. Thank you for your help," Drake coldly muttered as he casually walked out of the ICU, a strange sense of satisfaction washing over him."Why Canman, though?" he wondered, glancing at the address Merlyn had provided. "This doesn't sound good."He immediately hopped into his car and drove to Canman, Zack White’s hometown. Arriving the
When faced with a choice between life and death, the decision might seem obvious to most. Yet, Lucille Bmak's response was anything but expected. Though she typically valued her own survival above all else, this time she made a different choice."F*ck you!" Lucille spat defiantly, refusing to entertain whatever offer Zack White had in store. Having fallen into Drake's traps before, she was adamant about not allowing herself to be ensnared by another chain, even if it meant facing death."This is the last time I'm asking you. Listen to me, or—" Zack seethed, tightening his grip around her neck."I don't care! Kill me!" Lucille exclaimed, though her body trembled with fear. Summoning a forced smile, she added, "You've repeated yourself three times now. You sound like the one who needs me.""Who needs who?" Zack White yelled, his fury palpable. Despite his rage, he found himself unable to carry out Lucille's demise.Rebecca, the veteran user of the system, who had once bestowed favors up
Inside Lucille's house, the dimly lit corridors exuded an eerie aura as Zack White prowled through them, his presence ominous and foreboding. His eyes gleamed with a dark resolve as he approached Lucille's study, his heart pulsing with venomous intent."Finally... the moment I've been waiting for," he whispered to himself. He tried to be as quiet as possible so that no one could detect him."I'll kill you once I'm done with my task," he murmured, his voice low and menacing. Despite the vigilant guards stationed at every corner of Lucille's house, Zack's movements remained undetected. He used a system device to camouflage himself through the guards.Peering into the study, he observed Lucille seated at her desk, completely absorbed in her work, unaware of his presence. Zack's lips curled into a sneer as he watched her, memories of past torment flooding his mind."You thought you could hide from me, Lucille. But I always find my prey," he hissed, his voice dripping with malice. "How dar