Jason rode his scooter across the street, drenching in the rain and not knowing where to go. For a while, he was simply enjoying the thrill of the ride just to get his mind off what had just happened. But as fate would have it, he found himself riding his bike to one of the places he never imagined he would visit as an adult. He stopped at Saint Catherine's Cathedral, a large building designed like a castle from the middle ages, and if he remembered correctly, it was the place his mother spent most of her waking hours each day. Walking into the church felt like a trip down memory lane, with every glimpse bringing back bittersweet memories. Walking through the long entrance with large and expensive renaissance portraits of the saints reminded him of those times his mother would walk with him into the church. They would stop every few minutes to bow and greet fellow workers in the Cathedral, and Jason would expect a slap on the back of the head each time he forgot to greet an

Jason walked into the studio, drenched from the rain. He shook out his jacket outside before hanging it near the door. Abigail and Joe sat waiting; whether they'd predicted his return or were just venting about him, he couldn't tell. Abigail stood to speak, but Jason cut her off. "Don't feed me more lies. I only came back because I wanted to. I'm here to use you and Calvin to get what I want, just like you use me. No more positive expectations. From now on, our relationship is formal. I'm your asset, you're my boss. Clear?" Abigail took a deep breath, fighting the urge to argue. "Fine." She folded her arms. Joe looked at her in disbelief but stayed quiet. Abigail glanced at him; time to give Jason his seat. Joe got up, and Jason sat down across from her. From her bag, Abigail pulled out her laptop. After a few clicks, she turned the screen toward him. Jason's eyes widened. "The lyric video hit over 10 million streams in less than a day. Top comments are all demanding a music

Taking Elena's earlier advice, Calvin decided to go for a walk the next day, ignoring the oddly specific black SUVs parked at the hottest spots in the neighborhood. If he was being followed, those doing it were keeping watch at all the popular places a normal resident would visit. One of those places was a coffee shop about ten minutes from Martin's home.Calvin stopped by the shop, wearing a hoodie and black sunglasses. After getting his coffee, he walked to his seat and pulled out his phone. Nathan's threats still loomed in his mind, so he decided to scroll for a few minutes before thinking of his next move.That's when he felt a very large hand rest on his shoulder. It felt heavy; like it was one move away from crushing him to powder. Calvin looked up and saw his enemy standing behind him."Hello, Calvin." Nathan gently removed his hand as he slowly walked to the other seat at the small round table. "It's been what, less than two weeks since your foolis