Arkanza sat in front of his monitor, focusing intently on the financial data sprawled before him. Every figure, every transaction, seemed to be laced with deceit. All of it was the result of Adam Smith's efforts to obscure the trail of his criminal activities. Yet, after months of piecing together this puzzle, Arkanza felt he was closer than ever to the answers he sought.Behind him, the sound of a door opening caught his attention. Turning around, he saw Sophia, a woman who had once been one of his best analysts, standing there with a serious expression. Arkanza nodded, signaling her to sit down.“I’ve found some suspicious things,” Sophia said, opening her laptop and connecting it to the projector. “There are several transactions that clearly don’t match our financial records. This doesn’t seem like a simple case of funds diversion.”Arkanza scrutinized the data displayed on the screen. Account numbers and dates from long ago linked several companies under Adam Smith’s control. But

Arkanza’s search had taken him far from what he had initially imagined. At first, he had sought only to exact revenge on Adam Smith, the man who had betrayed him and taken away his power. But the deeper he dug, the more mysteries he uncovered, drawing him into a conspiracy far greater than he had anticipated. One note, found in a hidden archive, became the starting point for investigating an unexpected and secretive organization.The note was written in nearly illegible handwriting, as though someone had intentionally tried to conceal their identity. However, upon closer inspection, Arkanza was able to piece it together into something larger. Hidden within the words was confusing information about an organization he had never imagined—an entity seemingly beyond Adam Smith’s control. This organization appeared to have played a role in shaping his life and, more shockingly, in the downfall of the group he had built and even in his supposed death.After nights of analysis, Arkanza knew t

However, the deeper Arkanza delved, the more he felt something was off. The information Aidan provided was too easy to find, too perfect. Was Aidan truly trying to help, or was he merely leading Arkanza into a larger trap?That evening, Arkanza met Aidan again at the same location. This time, the atmosphere between them was tense.“I’ve analyzed the data, Aidan. Something’s not right. It’s all too perfect. Are you really helping me, or are you setting me up for something bigger?” Arkanza asked, his voice laced with suspicion.Aidan hesitated for a moment, seemingly shaken by the question. “What are you implying?” he asked, his voice slightly trembling.“This data is too structured, too deliberate. I don’t know if you’re truly trying to help me or if you’re working for someone more powerful than Smith. Don’t think I’m a fool, Aidan,” Arkanza said sharply, scrutinizing Aidan’s every move.Aidan looked confused and slightly anxious. “Arkanza, I… I just want you to know the truth. I’m tr

With unwavering resolve, Arkanza pushed forward. But he was also acutely aware that the deeper he probed, the greater the danger he faced. Damien had the power to destroy everything Arkanza had built, and beyond that, his network could crush anyone who dared to stand in his way.Weeks later, Arkanza received shocking news. He learned that Damien had infiltrated his network—even some of his most trusted allies had betrayed him and sided with Damien. Hearing this, Arkanza realized that his future was in jeopardy. He would not only have to confront Damien directly but also fight against those who had once stood by his side.The only way to uncover Damien’s plan was to face him in person, but Arkanza knew the confrontation would not be easy. If Damien truly knew his every move, every step Arkanza took would be under careful scrutiny.Taking a significant risk, Arkanza decided to meet Damien face-to-face, hoping to uncover who was truly pulling the strings. He knew the meeting would be per

Lilian appeared seemingly out of nowhere, glaring at the teacher with an unusual sharpness in her eyes.Enzo looked momentarily startled but didn’t back down. “Oh, it’s you again. What is it?” he asked, stepping closer.Lilian stood firm. “I heard Miss Isla is looking for you. She said it’s urgent.”Arkanza felt an unexpected sense of relief. Once again, Lilian had come to his aid. Even though he couldn’t show much gratitude, he sensed something profound in her actions—something he couldn’t easily understand.“What is it you really want from me?” Arkanza asked after a brief silence.Lilian glanced at him before turning back to Enzo. “You’d better go now, or Miss Isla might get upset. It seems important,” she said flatly. Without waiting for Enzo’s response, she pulled Arkanza away.In his mind, Arkanza began to wonder: Why did Lilian always appear in these critical moments? There had to be more to it than just good intentions. Lilian seemed to know something she wasn’t revealing.In t