Adrian turned toward the door. “If I need your help, I will definitely give you a call.”He adjusted his coat, glancing once at the fallen assassins, and then walked out through the shattered doorway.The next morning, the airport was alive with flashing lights and the hum of engines that were preparing for the departure of the president.The red carpet gleamed under the morning sun as President Viktor Ivanova and his entourage prepared to board the presidential jet.The Aldridge family stood nearby, dressed in black formal wear, gathered to see them off. Cameras clicked, reporters whispered.President Ivanov turned to his daughter. “Lilith, it’s time. We’re leaving.”But Lilith stood still, her gaze wandering toward the city skyline. “No,” she said softly, then louder, “I’m not going back.”Her father turned slowly, disbelief flashing across his stern face. “What do you mean you’re not going back?”Lilith smiled faintly. “Silver City… suits me. I prefer it here.”Everyone froze.Soph

Sophia shot her a glare. “Then at least I’ll burn it with pride.”Elena couldn’t help it, she started laughing again. “You’re unbelievable, Sophia.”Sophia looked up, sweat glistening on her forehead, eyes blazing with determination. “I’m not losing to her, Elena. I don’t care if it takes all week. I’ll beat Lilith Ivanova.”And so, the Aldridge mansion did not rest.Day after day, the kitchen came alive with smoke, noise, and chaos. Servants carried trays of failed dishes to the trash, while Sophia experimented relentlessly.They burnt countless foods but refused to give up.By the third day, her omelet was edible. By the fifth, her pastries were actually good.And by the end of the week… the Aldridge sisters stood side by side in matching aprons, they were flour-stained and were ready for war.They actually did it!They meant how to cook within a week and were ready to take down Lilith and Adrian.Lilith must leave Silver We City and go back to where she belongs.Lilith’s apartment

The entire arena was still.Thousands of eyes watched as Adrian and Lilith stood quietly before the panel, the crowd chanting for their disqualification.Then the head judge, an old man with silver hair and a skeptical frown, raised his hand. “Enough.”The noise died instantly.He leaned forward, eyeing the strange, golden mixture that shimmered faintly on Lilith’s plate. “At least,” he said, “let us give them a chance. Let’s see what this… masterpiece of chaos tastes like.”The audience murmured. Cameras zoomed in.The judge lifted a fork, dipped it gently into the glowing sauce, and took a bite.For a moment his face was blank.Then his eyes widened. His hand trembled. “Impossible…”The other judges froze, watching him.He took another bite, then another, and suddenly he was laughing, tears forming at the corners of his eyes. “This… this is divine! Sweet thunder, gentle spice, light as breath! The flavor dances!”"It's a lie!" The second judge quickly took a taste. Then the third.G

Adrian ignored him completely. His focus was razor sharp, movements fluid and deliberate.“Now,” he murmured, “Singing Salt.”He sprinkled the last ingredient.... One of the finest salts.As soon as it touched the pan, a faint whistling sound filled the air. The laughter began to fade.People leaned forward. The smell that hit them was warm, rich, layered with something they could not describe.Bernard frowned, realizing the crowd had gone silent. “What the hell…” he muttered, turning to look.Adrian lifted the pan, flames curling like living light. His eyes glowed faintly red as he poured the contents onto the plate. The golden sauce spread perfectly across the meat.Then—ding!The timer stopped.The host stepped forward. “Time’s up! Judges, it’s time to decide the winner!”Bernard grinned confidently. “Prepare yourselves for perfection.”He presented his dish which was a beautifully arranged fusion platter, glowing under the spotlight. The judges tasted.They nodded. “Excellent bal

Adrian ignored him and the nurses who were also starting to question him. He poured a few drops of the liquid into Sophia’s mouth, his fingers steady. “It’s an herbal serum. It’ll neutralize any toxins that entered her system during the blast.” The He placed a hand gently on her wrist, closing his eyes for a moment as a faint glow pulsed beneath his fingertips. The monitors began to stabilize. The doctor blinked in disbelief. “Her vitals are improving rapidly… What do you do?” Adrian straightened. “Even if I explain you won't understand.” He turned toward Malvin and their eyes locked for over a minimum before he finally spoke. “The timing of that explosion...You jumped in exactly when it happened, like you were waiting for it.” Malvin’s lips curved into a faint, mocking smile. “You think I planned it?” he said softly. “I saved her life, Adrian. When she wakes up, she’ll know that.” Adrian’s eyes darkened. “If I ever find out you were behind this…” His voice dropped lower,