Marvin’s breath hitched as he locked eyes with Stella Orion.For a moment, neither of them spoke.Then, like a sudden burst of warmth, Stella’s face lit up with pure excitement. Without hesitation, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around him.Marvin stiffened slightly, caught off guard by the sudden embrace, but the warmth of her body against his own made him relax.“It’s really you,” she whispered, with a voice that was filled with relief. “After all this time.”Marvin let out a small chuckle, patting her back before pulling away. “Yeah… it’s me.”Stella’s silver-blonde tainted hair shimmered under the bright lights of the grand hall as she stepped back to take a good look at him. Her eyes, which were filled with admiration, traced every inch of his face as if making sure he was real.“How have you been?” she asked, her voice was softer now.Marvin smirked. “Well, I look good, so that means I’m fine.”Stella’s lips curled into a smile, and before they knew it, they both burs

Stella yanked her wrist free, stepping back, with her breath uneven. Her chest rose and fell as she clenched her fists."You really don’t get it, do you?" she said, her voice was shaking with frustration.Marvin frowned. "Stella, I—""You never appreciated me, Marvin," she interrupted, her eyes glistening. "No matter what I did, no matter how much I showed you that I cared, it was never enough!" Frustration was evident in her voice."For goodness sake I saved you from your father's assassins, if not for me, you wouldn't be standing on your two feet this moment. There wouldn't be any project helios, you wouldn't be the billionaire businessman you are today if not for me. Yet...yet..."Her voice cracked, and she turned away, as if looking at him hurt too much."I waited for you," she continued. "I waited for your calls. Your texts. Even a simple 'How are you, Stella?' But you never reached out. You never cared."Marvin swallowed hard. His instinct was to say, I didn’t have your contact.

Stella’s fingers gripped Marvin’s wrist tighter, and her heart raced as she slowly stood up. She pulled him gently towards her, with her breath catching in her chest. Her eyes were locked onto his, and in that moment, she couldn’t hold back any longer. The words she had kept hidden for years, buried deep inside her, came rushing out."Marvin," she whispered, her voice was trembling with raw emotion. "I’ve always had a crush on you. Ever since high school." She let out a shaky breath. "I was always fascinated by how you would help your father with his business. You were so strong, so capable, and I couldn’t help but admire you."Marvin’s confusion grew, with his brow furrowing slightly. This wasn’t what he had expected. He thought this was about the way he had ignored her, the way he had made her feel unappreciated. But now, hearing her words, he felt something else stir in him—something he couldn’t quite place.Stella took a shaky breath before continuing, her voice softening, fil

Marvin took a deep breath, his mind struggling to process the Prime Minister’s words.Mind reading?Could he really develop such an ability? The very idea made his chest tighten. He had pushed himself beyond human limits, unlocking abilities that others could only dream of. But reading minds? That was an entirely different level.If what the Prime Minister said was true, this training would change everything.He couldn’t afford to hesitate. He had come to far to back down now. The prime minister had registered enough trust for him to back down now.If mind reading was the key to fulfilling his mission, then he had no choice but to embrace it.Marvin clenched his fist, pushing away his doubts.“Understood, Your Excellency,” he said firmly. “I’ll be there at ten.”The Prime Minister didn’t respond. The line went dead.Marvin let out a slow breath and placed his phone on the table. His body still ached from last night’s passionate encounter with Stella, but he pushed the thought aside.

Marvin’s mind was spinning. His whole body felt numb, and his thoughts raced a million miles an hour. But despite the overwhelming confusion and disbelief, he managed to murmur a shaky, “Yes.”The Prime Minister gave a slight nod, his piercing blue eyes never leaving Marvin's face. He motioned toward a chair set off to the side, one that looked far too advanced for a normal piece of furniture.“Please, have a seat,” the Prime Minister said, his voice was calm and patient, as if nothing extraordinary had just happened. “We will begin shortly.”Marvin’s legs trembled slightly as he walked to the chair. The seat seemed to hum with some kind of energy, almost as if it were alive, waiting for him. He hesitated for only a moment before sitting down, as his body was stiff with anticipation.The Prime Minister then pulled out a small, metallic object from a metallic of briefcase. It was a pair of sleek, black earplugs, unlike any Marvin had ever seen before. The earplugs seemed to shimmer