Dressed casually in a plain tee shirt and comfortable pants, Kage descended the stairs to find Roseanne bustling in the kitchen, the aroma of breakfast filling the air. She looked up, smiling warmly at him. “Good morning. I also made lunch ahead for work.”She paused, eyeing his relaxed outfit. “Are you alright? Not quite dressed for work today.”Yesterday was a blast, Same as working 24/7. Even the CEO needed time for himself. He needed to take a break of himself too.Kage shrugged. “I’m fine. Just needed a day off to catch my breath.” He glanced around. “Is John around?”Roseanne shook her head. “I think he is outside, getting the car ready or one of those he does in the morning.”Speak of the devil.Just then, John stepped through the doorway. His expression shifted slightly on seeing Kage—something unreadable behind his eyes. “You okay?” he asked quietly.Was it Kage or does it feel like his works suddenly care about his working days?“Yes,” Kage replied. John nodded, then add

"Congratulations, Mr. Allen Kage. With this collaboration, we expect the wellbeing of Bridges Orphanage and the Vulnerable Children Center to reach new heights for our kids," the Minister of Social Affairs, Mr. Smith, said warmly as he shook Kage's hand at the close of the meeting.Success, yet again. Kage nodded thoughtfully. Supporting 200 to 500 lives each quarter wasn’t too high to keep with; in fact, it was definitely the kind of impact he wanted to reach; 200 to 500 futures changed. With the government’s commitment locked in, he felt ready for the challenge ahead.As the meeting adjourned, Kage, John, and the others headed down the hall toward the elevators. Kage caught Mr. Smith’s eyes lingering on John. Despite the minister being flanked by two bodyguards, the way he looked at John made Kage chuckle quietly.Always staring at his guard.“Him" he nodded towards John and he looked down at Kage on his wheelchair "He is too big,” Smith joked, eyes twinkling.Kage smiled. “Thanks.

After yesterday’s mid surgery, Kage spent the rest of the day consulting with his patients. Clara was shadowing him, moving silently beside him— something she had always hated. Being in charge was always one of her things, the center of attention. She would even prefer to be worshiped.But Kage, he couldn’t tell whether her quiet bickering inside or the micro rage she tried so hard to hide was more amusing or frustrating.It was amusing. Watching her take orders, knowing her place. It was a little bit fun. As he prepared to leave for work, he made his way downstairs and found Gina, Roseanne, and John already waiting. John was back. It was Tuesday, another day set for the Richard Ho orphanage kids to enroll for the health insurance. Roseanne and Gina took a separate car, as expected, while Kage shared the ride with John; his wheelchair tucked safely inside as usual. Occasionally, John would glance at him through the rearview mirror. Subtle, maintained his gaze on the highw

"My joint hurts like hell!" She groaned. Back from work, Clara sank into her chair, tired eyes fixed on the glow of her laptop screen. Fatigue to the core. She felt the earth weighed heavy on her shoulders. Being around Kage all day wasn’t what she’d expected—more draining than she anticipated.More command, more humiliation, more silence. Worse, he doesn't even have to do any talking, she just get engulfed by the weird shame and deflated self esteem."I have to finish this" she muttered to herself. She knew rest now would only stall her work, so forcing herself to focus, she served a simple dinner and began sifting through her tasks. The door creaked open. She wasn’t expecting anyone, but Matt’s presence was easy to guess. It was about time he wrapped up his shift."Yo baby girl" Matt announced his presence.He reached for her dinner plate, but her sharp glare halted him. Laughing, hands raised in surrender, he pulled back. “Relax tigress, I brought groceries,” he said, “I

Two days ago had been Clara’s proper get-together with Matt. Their 'small' fight, date, and her new regime of being in control of him. Apparently, the blood, tears and lies were too small. They’d hatched a plan to deal with Kage. An idea that deep down Clara knew was risky, maybe even too reckless. She felt the weight of responsibility pressing on her, as if only she could make it work. "I believe in you, babe" Matt had told her. She wanted to be careful. To reject his plan But the hatred she carried for Kage was already shifting into something more insidious: SHAME. Every time she was near him, it crept in, and she refused to let it settle. She needed to let him know she was far better than him and not someone he could keep in his shadows Now, outside the hospital, Clara breathed in the 9 a.m. air. An ambulance screeched into the entrance, two paramedics rushing out with a stretcher. Her eyes immediately locked on the patient’s twisted leg. "What the ..." she whispere