“Mr. Zasit met the love of his life when they were just sixteen. At the time, he was penniless but hopelessly devoted to music.”“She supported his dream unconditionally. To make ends meet, she worked tirelessly, taking on odd jobs just to feed him.”“But when he finally achieved fame and success, tragedy struck—she fell gravely ill and passed away in his arms. He watched helplessly as the light faded from her eyes.”“Mr. Wilson’s music stirred memories long buried deep within him, transporting him back to those difficult yet beautiful days. For a fleeting moment, he saw her radiant smile again.”“That’s why he lost control of his emotions. He asked me to express his sincerest apologies to everyone here.”With those words, the host concluded Zasit’s story and bowed respectfully to the audience.The hall erupted once more in thunderous applause.Off to the side, Lewis Craig stood frozen, his face contorted in embarrassment. He gritted his teeth.What the hell just happened? How is this

“Huh? What did you say? Joseph can play the piano? How come I didn’t know that?”Alice’s voice was filled with genuine surprise.“You didn’t know either?”Mason Alvarez was equally taken aback. Joseph might have forgotten things, but Alice—his childhood friend—surely wouldn’t be unaware.After all, the two of them had grown up together.“Nope, I had no idea! But honestly, Joseph knows so many things, it wouldn’t surprise me if he could do anything.”“And he’s always been so low-key. Unless absolutely necessary, he never shows off his talents.”“Ugh, this Butterfly Lovers performance was so beautiful... and he’s never played a single note for me!” Alice grumbled, clearly annoyed.“The concert’s almost over. You’ll be getting your man back soon,” Mason quickly replied.“You better be right. [Bored.jpg]”Alice sent back a curt message, and Mason didn’t reply further.Just then, a waiter finally arrived with hot water. Joseph took a few sips and felt much better.“Mr. Wilson, it’s almost

Joseph’s dart shot through the air like a streak of silver light.Thud!With a sharp snap, it embedded itself deep into the spinning wheel. The moment it struck, the wheel froze in place.The dart had landed precisely in the red zone.The crowd around the stall gasped, stunned into silence.“Boss, does that mean I get to take the bunny home now?” Joseph asked with a grin.“This... this can’t be real…” the vendor stammered, momentarily speechless.“Was that really a bullseye? Am I seeing things?”“No, you’re not. He nailed it—one shot, dead center.”“My God… are there really men in this world who are that accurate?”The onlookers were in complete disbelief. To say he’d do it in one throw—and then actually do it? It was surreal.“Mr. Wilson, did you really hit it with just one dart?” Mason Alvarez rubbed her eyes, still unable to believe it.“What do you think?” Joseph replied, clearly amused by her expression.“If I’m not hallucinating, then yes… one dart. You nailed it.” Mason shook h

After leaving the night market, Joseph and Mason Alvarez strolled down a quiet street. It was still a bit of a walk back to where they had parked. They had wandered quite far without realizing it."Mr. Wilson, are you out of your mind? That guy was throwing questions at you left and right—didn't that strike you as suspicious? How could you just share your personal information with a total stranger?""Especially things like your phone number, ID number, and other personal details—you should never reveal those to anyone.""These days, society’s a mess. Who knows what someone might do with that kind of information?"Mason walked steadily along the road, speaking in a casual tone."I know," Joseph replied with a nod."Then why did you do it?"Mason shot him a disbelieving look."Because I didn’t think he was a bad person. He had this air about him—stern, principled. He said he was a soldier, fresh off the battlefield."Joseph smiled faintly as he spoke."You can sense someone’s aura? He

Just then, Mason Alvarez pulled out her phone and snapped a quick photo of their intertwined hands."There we go. I’ll send this to my parents—they’ll finally believe me." She looked quite pleased with herself."What if they ask you to bring your boyfriend home?" Joseph asked, casually releasing her hand as he got into the car."We’re still just getting to know each other. Holding hands doesn’t mean we’re ready for a family dinner. That’s still years away—three to five at least, don’t you think?""Either way, I’m done chatting with all those weirdos my parents keep picking."Mason mumbled from the passenger seat, her voice full of exasperation."Fair enough," Joseph said as he started the car and pulled out onto the road.As they drove, Joseph couldn’t help but notice how different Mason Alvarez seemed. The change had started the moment she took his hand.Before, she’d always come across as bold and difficult. But when she held his hand, something shifted—she became gentle, almost