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Alexander braced himself, mentally preparing for whatever situation he was about to face. Just then, he heard a voice call out, “Oh, it’s you, sir.”The familiarity in the tone struck him like a bell. He jolted in response, startled by the unexpected greeting, then furrowed his brows, trying to identify the speaker. Within moments, realization dawned on him.He spun around, eyes narrowing with recognition. Just as he suspected, it was none other than the nurse who had accompanied Miss Anderson earlier to tend to her care and oversee her condition.“Nurse Rebecca,” Alexander said with a subtle but undeniable sigh of relief, his tense shoulders relaxing slightly.“What are you doing here?” he asked with confusion laced in his tone. Then, peering past her into the slightly open door behind, he caught sight of one of the guards who had escorted Miss Anderson from the patriarch’s room. “So this is where you all disappeared to.”“That’s absolutely correct, sir,” the nurse replied with a nod
Grudge
"For successfully completing your side quest of saving Sebastian Foster from the mutated Eclipsia Ashen Syndrome, you have been rewarded with the following," the system's familiar voice rang clearly in Alexander’s mind, its tone neutral yet final."One: An upgrade to the Search Skill. You no longer need to physically touch the search icon for your query to be processed."Alexander allowed a small smirk to stretch across his lips. He had grown tired of the awkward motion of having to tap an invisible button in midair each time he needed to use the Search Skill. The exaggerated gesture had drawn unnecessary attention in the past and made him feel like a fool. Not only that, but it had been frustrating during moments of restraint—like earlier, when he was cuffed in the patriarch’s bedroom and couldn’t use the skill effectively. This upgrade was more than just a convenience; it was a much-needed refinement.With his curiosity piqued, Alexander shifted his attention to the next reward that
Work For Me
Alexander had been so focused on the immediate threat posed by the guards and the ever-menacing Henry that he completely forgot about one more person who had every reason to loathe him for what he had just done. Someone who, perhaps, felt even more insulted than the rest of the Foster family members combined.That person was none other than Doctor Kingsley, the same man whose so-called miracle treatment had nearly cost Sebastian Foster his life.Alexander had unintentionally humiliated him.By stepping in and saving the patriarch’s life—without being a licensed medical professional, without years of training, and armed only with mysterious abilities granted by the system—Alexander had not only exposed the failure of Kingsley’s treatment but also undercut the doctor's entire professional standing. It wasn’t just a medical failure. It was a public disgrace.What if Alexander went around telling people what really happened? What if he told them that Doctor Kingsley had almost killed a ma
Immense Talent
“You heard me. I want you to work for me,” Henry smirked confidently, his voice cutting through the tense silence of the room like a sharp blade. His gaze was steady and unwavering, fixed directly on Alexander as if daring him to say no.At that moment, Elizabeth, who had clearly overheard Henry’s bold proposal, abruptly stood up from her husband’s bedside. Her face contorted in displeasure, and her eyes narrowed into slits of anger and disbelief.“What is the meaning of this, Henry? What nonsense are you spouting to that bottom feeder—?” Elizabeth began aggressively, her voice sharp and filled with contempt. But before she could finish, Henry held up his hand in a commanding gesture that silenced her instantly.“Stay out of this, Mom,” Henry said firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument. “My proposal doesn’t concern you—or any other person in this room, for that matter.”He dropped his hand and returned his full attention to Alexander.“This is between me and Alexander,” he said
Kiss
"What I said might sound like a fever dream to someone like you—someone who hasn’t been exposed to the finer things in life, someone who's used to surviving, not thriving. So let me paint a vivid, realistic picture for you," Henry said smoothly, his voice confident and filled with an unsettling calm. He then extended his hand in a theatrical gesture and pointed directly at his sister, Jessica.Alexander’s brows furrowed in confusion. He glanced at Henry’s hand and then followed the direction of the gesture until his eyes landed on Jessica, who stood quietly on the other side of the room.“Look at her,” Henry said again, his tone now slightly firmer, as though urging Alexander to awaken from some internal slumber.Alexander did as instructed, his eyes lingering momentarily on Jessica, though he was still unsure of where this strange conversation was going. Meanwhile, Jessica looked visibly uncomfortable, and the rest of the family exchanged confused glances, equally unsure of Henry’s i
Stomach Growling
Alexander had absolutely no interest in giving Henry the response he so clearly desired—namely, a “yes” to that manipulative and self-serving proposal of his. The only reason Alexander had even bothered stepping out of the patriarch’s bedroom in the first place remained unchanged, despite Henry’s bold offer.He simply wanted to put distance—both physical and emotional—between himself and the ever-watchful, ever-judging eyes of Henry and the rest of the Foster family. Those scrutinizing gazes made him feel exposed, vulnerable, and utterly out of place, as if he were a trespasser in a world that didn’t belong to him.And now, thanks to Henry’s smug antics and Jessica’s calculating charm, Alexander’s mind was more burdened than ever. His thoughts were knotted with tension as he loitered through the mansion’s opulent halls, trying to shake off the pressure that was steadily mounting in his chest.Since there was absolutely no chance of him accepting Henry’s manipulative offer, and as such
Return of Belongings
“Sir Alexander?!” Nurse Rebecca exclaimed, jolting in surprise as her eyes landed on him. Her startled reaction immediately drew everyone’s attention toward the doorway, and they all turned to see him standing there—calm, silent, and fully composed.“I was just about to come find you... again,” the nurse said, chuckling nervously as she remembered the first time she had been sent by Miss Anderson to locate him and how, strangely enough, she had also run into him just like this—unexpectedly.“I know,” Alexander responded flatly, his voice low and steady.“You know?” Miss Anderson asked, raising an eyebrow with a playful smile tugging at her lips. “Does that mean you were eavesdropping on our conversation?”Alexander blinked several times, surprised by her tone. The teasing lilt in her voice caught him off guard. Though he was standing there, witnessing it in real time, he still found it hard to believe that the usually stern and commanding Miss Anderson could look and sound this... lig
No
Once the two officers had quietly left the room, allowing the heavy wooden door to slowly shut behind them with a soft thud, a tense silence filled the space. The room was still, holding onto the remnants of intensity from earlier. For a few moments, no one said a word. Then, Miss Anderson turned toward Alexander, her sharp eyes focusing on him as she leaned slightly forward in her seat.“How would you like to work with me?” she asked plainly, but her voice held the weight of a carefully calculated proposition.Alexander blinked in surprise, his eyes widening at the unexpected question. His posture stiffened as he tried to make sense of what she meant. Miss Anderson chuckled softly at his reaction, clearly amused by his startled expression."Don't look so shocked," she said with a knowing smile. “Although you’ve stubbornly refused to disclose exactly how you manage to pull off the impossible or explain the strange things you do, it’s still blatantly obvious to me that you possess cert
No Offense
“My answer to his proposal is no,” Alexander said firmly, and Miss Anderson’s eyes widened in disbelief, her pupils narrowing ever so slightly in a reflexive reaction to shock."But what about the money? The luxury cars? We’re not just talking about spare change here—this is ten million dollars, Alexander. A sum people your age can only dream of. And not to mention, access to elite vehicles from our family’s private collection. Yes, I understand and even respect your reasons for refusing the offer concerning Jessica, since you've made it clear you already have a girlfriend you claim to love—and I won’t judge that. But what about everything else? What about the things you could gain? The life-changing rewards?" she asked quickly, the words tumbling out in rapid succession.It was clear Miss Anderson was relieved he was going to reject Henry’s offer. That rejection opened the door for her own ambitions, for the chance that he might instead align with her. However, what she couldn’t igno
A Plan
Miss Anderson was the daughter of a humble mother from a modest household and a distinguished father who hailed from a family of immense wealth and longstanding privilege—a union that, owing to a myriad of difficult and unforeseen circumstances, was never truly destined to last. The stark contrast between the two worlds of her parents not only defined her early years but also set the stage for the complex identity she would later embrace.Her father, Sebastian Foster, was a man whose life could be described by a single word: duality. This dual nature was evident in every aspect of his existence. On the one hand, the deep traditions and age-old customs that came with being born into the Foster lineage demanded a strict reverence for family history and established protocol. On the other, there was an undeniable modern streak within him—a willingness, indeed a hunger, to challenge convention and tread new paths.Sebastian’s modernity was most strikingly illustrated by the fact that he wa