Maybe I'm crazy, maybe I'm notMaybe I'm in love with you, or maybe I'm nut. Michael gazed at the woman standing outside the small house. There was a fence blocking them, so she couldn't see him. But Michael was content just seeing her from afar, ensuring she was okay.He scanned her appearance. She wore a loose T-shirt and basketball shorts, holding a cigarette in one hand while playing with the smoke from her mouth. She stood leaning against the green-painted wall of the house, barefoot, with her legs crossed, looking up at something in the distance.She could be mistaken for a lesbian if you didn't know her personally, but since he knew her, he knew she's a real woman hiding behind those masculine attire.She hadn't changed.Her style was the same as before, but he had to admit she looked even more beautiful now. Her natural curly hair was tied up, with those hard-to-tame strands of curly hair...The woman took another drag of her cigarette, inhaling deeply, as if venting her frus

Brent was taken aback by his sister's question. His eyes darted around, as if trying to hide his thoughts from her.Brent cleared his throat. “I—” He paused, choosing his words carefully to avoid raising his sister's suspicions. As a skilled police officer, she would likely see through any lies. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Jia,” he denied, reaching for the empty coffee cup.He was about to turn away when Jia spoke up again. “After that night, you’ve changed a lot, Brent. I don’t know.” She shrugged. “You’re being weird. Sometimes I catch you talking to yourself, and there are times when I see you outside in the early morning, staring up and talking.”Brent's brow furrowed at his sister's words. He had no idea what she was talking about.Talking to himself? He wasn't crazy yet. And what would he be doing outside in the early morning? He had no reason to go out.“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Jia.”Jia nodded. “Maybe I’m exaggerating. Don’t mind me.” She yawned an

Michael heard Brent's consecutive curses before he stood up. The impact of the explosion from outside was so strong that his two companions almost fell from their standing position.He checked on his two companions and looked at them to see if they were okay and didn't have any wounds. When he saw that they didn't have any glass shards embedded in their bodies, he approached Mang Jun and helped him stand up."Are you okay?" he asked, before glancing at Brent, who was dusting himself off."Yes, son. I'm fine. What happened?" He saw confusion on the old man's face.He shook his head as a response, even though he knew what really happened. He glanced at Brent again, who had an emotionless face. He was surprised by his friend's reaction. Shouldn't he have run outside to see what was happening, especially since the noise from the 3rd floor was loud enough to be heard?"I'll go ahead and go outside, Sir Brent. I'll check if anyone was hurt with my group, especially the elderly like me," Man

A long-standing silence had settled between the two, a silence that felt like it could shatter his eardrums at any moment.Every tick of the clock and D's lack of response only added to his anxiety."D—?" He was about to say something, but D spoke up first."Do you really want to know? I can take you to the time where all these things started."Michael froze at the words. Yes, he did want to know when it all started for his family. But he hadn't expected D to offer to take him back to that time.It was both terrifying and fascinating. And he wasn't ready to go back to that time. He didn't want to. He was hesitant, fearing he might not be able to return, like someone lost in an unfamiliar place.Michael shook his head and stood up. He's not that adventurous, so he declined D's offer. He was about to walk away when he remembered something and stopped. He needed to attend to some papers in his office."I'm going to my office," he said, almost to himself. He didn't expect D to respond, bu

Michael, staring at Veronica, had an emotionless face. He knew Veronica wouldn't be able to open the safe where he was because he was inside the room and he can control the lock, but on the other side, he was hoping that the woman could open the room and discover his whereabouts because he is just waiting for a chance to kill her.Michael looked at his hand. It was shaking. Restless. Restless as if a parasite wanted to break free inside. His hand really wanted to hurt someone. But he had to restrain himself. He had already killed someone today, that should be enough for now.Veronica. Confidence could be seen on her face that she would open the secret room wherever it was hidden. She knew that what she was looking for was only in that room. The things leading to their wealth and success were inside, just waiting to be discovered by them. And she, Veronica Althea, would discover that treasure in that room."You will be proud of me, Honey," she said as if she was delirious because she w