Leon cast an indifferent glance at the towering building before turning his sharp gaze back to Diane. “Are you implying that this place is beyond me?” Diane hesitated, clearly trying to avoid sounding rude. “I mean… I can’t afford to eat here, and, no offense, but you don’t really look like someone who can either.” Leon glanced down at his casual shirt and jeans, then let out a low chuckle. “I see. All the more reason for me to walk through those doors.” According to Jarvis, he owned the building and since Jarvis served him now, then Echelon itself would bow to his presence. Diane, however, grew visibly anxious. “Wait, please, we’re just going to get into trouble. I only need to talk to you. We can find somewhere simple to sit and discuss.” She grabbed his wrist and attempted to pull him away. Before she could take another step, a sleek black Accord pulled up in front of them. Diane stopped in her tracks, her grip on Leon’s wrist loosening as she saw the man stepping out of

“Aren’t you being a little too rude?” Leon asked Brianna. Julian scoffed, his smirk widening. “Rude? What’s so rude about what Brianna said? She only spoke the truth.” He turned to the onlookers, eager to humiliate Leon further. “Everyone, allow me to introduce this man… Leon Ashford. A professional freeloader with an unmatched talent for being a burden to those around him. The audacity of him walking in here, knowing he can’t afford a single thing. Truly remarkable.” The waiter sighed, clearly frustrated as he glanced between them. The commotion was drawing attention, the murmur of the patrons growing louder. Julian smirked, wanting to stir things further. “Tell me, Diane, how did you even meet this guy? What could have possibly led you to associate with someone like him? Look at where it’s gotten you, embarrassed in public, stuck with a man who can’t even pay for his own meal.” He shook his head dramatically. “Even his wife finally came to her senses and dumped him. But he?

“Ah… wh… what’s going on here?” Julian chuckled awkwardly and faced Kane. “Mr. Valon, I am Julian Hayes, and my dad is the director of St. Pete’s Hospital. I'm a VIP here at the Prestige Lounge, And that guy…” he jabbed a furious finger at Leon, “… that guy walked in here to eat even though he knew that he couldn't afford it.” Brianna quickly nodded. “Yes. We all know him. He's poor and wretched. He's a loser tainting your grounds with his filthy legs!” “Do yourself a favor and shut your mouth, Brianna,” Diane snapped and turned to confused Kane. “Mr. Valon, they‘re the ones who invited us here. We were about to leave, but they insisted on bringing us inside, promising to treat us.” Kane’s expression darkened, his gaze flicking between the parties before settling once more on Leon. “So, you came in to eat… and they insulted you?” Leon gave a slow nod. “They did. I couldn't even eat in peace.” His voice sounded too casual. Then, his lips curved into something that could almo

The next day, a shocking announcement rippled through Brookdale, leaving the entire city in shock.The news was almost too surreal to believe.The broadcast played on every major network, and even the anchor’s voice carried an air of disbelief and intrigue:“An event unlike any in medical history is set to take place in Brookdale, an event being called ‘A New Dawn in Medicine.’ Experts are already calling it the most mysterious medical phenomenon of our time. A man, known only as ‘Azrael,’ has declared that he will perform a healing unlike anything the world has ever seen.”“Details are scarce, but billionaire Jarvis Grave, the most powerful man in Brookdale, has personally backed this event, vouching for its legitimacy. Sources say one person will be chosen, a famous sick or disabled individual, and in front of the world, Azrael will attempt to heal them.”“Who is Azrael? A doctor? A miracle worker? Or something else entirely? No one seems to know, but in just a few days, the world w

At a quiet local café, Leon and Dante Cole sat across from each other. It was Leon who had called for this meeting, but Dante was the first to break the silence.“Did you see the news, Leon?” Dante asked, his tone laced with disbelief. “The head surgeon at St. Pete laughed it off. He said it was impossible. A healing unlike anything the world has ever seen? It defies logic.”Leon leaned back, entirely unbothered. “A mere person can’t perform such a feat.” He lifted his gaze. “But Azrael can.”Dante’s brow furrowed. “So… you believe it?”Leon gave a lazy shrug. “I don’t need to believe. There are things in this world you mortals have yet to witness. Sooner or later, your eyes will be forced open.”Dante blinked, caught off guard by Leon’s choice of words. “Okay… are you getting weirder or what?” He shook his head before shifting topics. “Anyway, I heard you and Isabella are divorced. And—this is just hospital gossip—but apparently, Julian Hayes lost the girl he likes… to Isabella Hartw