Jessica clenched her fists, her breathing came fast and uneven as anger surged through her. She stepped forward, determined to confront the governor and demand answers.But then, something strange happened.As she moved past her assistant seated beside her, her body slipped right through her—no bump, no resistance.Jessica froze mid-step, her heart started pounding. She turned to the lady, expecting her to react. But she just sat there, staring calmly at the stage, completely unaware of what had just occurred.Her eyes widened. She reached out to touch the back of the chair in front of her.Her hand passed through it.“No,” she whispered, her voice was trembling. Her legs wobbled as panic began to creep in. Desperately, she waved a hand in front of her assistant’s face.“Laura! Look at me!” she shouted. “Do something!”But Laura didn’t flinch. Her eyes stayed fixed on the stage like everyone else in the room.Jessica’s chest tightened. She shouted louder, as her voice had risen in pa

The governor stepped down from the podium, but he looked anything but satisfied since things didn't go the way he thought. He shook hands with a few of the guests seated in the front row before taking his seat again. The room was still alive with applause, and the sound echoed across the grand dome.The moderator, returned to the stage. He adjusted the microphone and waited for the applause to settle. The room gradually quieted, though a soft hum of excitement lingered."Ladies and gentlemen," the moderator began, his voice was calm and clear, "what an extraordinary night this has been. We have witnessed history in the making, and the future of Project Helios is now in capable hands. Thank you all for your participation and support. This concludes tonight’s auction."A few more claps sounded, though most of the guests were now murmuring amongst themselves. Some turned to leave, while others stayed in their seats, still processing what had just happened.The buzz in the dome grew lou

And there, in the dim light of the now-empty dome, stood a figure cloaked in shadows. Its outline was barely visible, but the voice—smooth, mocking, and chillingly familiar—made her blood run cold."Who’s there?" Jessica demanded, her voice was trembling as she struggled to push herself to her feet.The figure stepped forward slightly, just enough for her to see the faint glint of cruel eyes and a twisted smile."You’ve come so far, haven’t you?" the voice continued, dripping with mockery. "But it seems, my dear, even you couldn’t grasp what you so desired."Jessica’s fists clenched as fear mixed with fury. “Show yourself!” she shouted.The figure let out a low chuckle, the sound echoed in the vast emptiness.“Oh, don’t worry,” it said. “You will see my face.”Jessica froze, dread washing over her like ice.The figure stepped out of the shadows, and Jessica’s breath caught in her throat.To her shock, it was Marvin—and standing beside him was his uncle, Mr Christopher.Both of them we

Marvin’s grin widened, his polished glasses caught the faint glow of the overhead lights as Jessica’s angry words hung in the air. He adjusted them slowly, his movements were deliberate. When he finally spoke, his voice was calm, yet underlined with an unsettling menace.“It’s against corporate ethics to discuss business while standing,” he said smoothly, with the faintest smirk on his lips. “We should move somewhere more comfortable, where we can sit and talk freely.”Jessica’s glowing green eyes narrowed in suspicion. Though Marvin’s tone was casual, she couldn’t ignore the darkness threading through his words. It sent an icy shiver through her ghostly form.“And where exactly would that be?” Jessica asked sharply, her voice cut through the tense silence.Marvin turned on his heel without answering directly, his glasses flashed as he moved. “Follow us,” he said simply, with a tone that left no room for negotiation.Standing in the shadows beside Marvin was Uncle Christopher, who ha

Marvin unfolded the sheet of paper slowly, and his sharp gaze never left Jessica. The faint rustling of the paper echoed in the room.“First,” he began, his voice was cold and deliberate, “I want you to return my Diamond Royale credit card. Second, I demand ultimate control over the four companies you own in Neovalle. Third, I need a direct link to the Tarejo Investment Group. And lastly,” he paused for dramatic effect, leaning forward, “I want compensation of ten billion dollars for all the trouble you’ve caused me over the past few weeks.”Jessica’s ghostly form flickered as she gasped, her glowing eyes widened in disbelief. “You are not serious! That is an outrageous request!” she snapped, her voice came trembling with frustration. “I will never be able to meet such demands!”Marvin smirked, unbothered by her outburst. Slowly, he reached into his pocket and pulled out the small, metallic device. It glinted in the warm light as he held it up for her to see.“This device,” he said, w