William had lost count of how many times he had sighed that night. Sleep refused to come because his mind was crowded with too many thoughts, especially everything Leon had told him. No matter how hard he tried to push those words aside, he kept returning to the same questions.What exactly was the Papillon group trying to accomplish? William was convinced they had some enormous objective behind all the crimes they committed. They were not simply making money. They seemed to deliberately create crime and disorder wherever they operated, as if the chaos itself served a greater purpose.Could William really defeat an organization like that? The more he learned about them, the more he realized that their influence and resources were far greater than he had originally imagined.For the first time in a long while, William felt genuinely worried.[You have the system, master][You also have the fairy king’s ring, you can use that ring for good purposes]William frowned slightly before takin

William looked around the rooftop once more before turning back to Celine.“Why are we eating here? We could eat somewhere better,” said William.As promised, William had agreed to have breakfast with Celine that morning. What he had not expected was for her to take him all the way to the rooftop of the Hayper building. The rooftop had been transformed into a small garden, complete with flowers, trees, and several benches. Celine had chosen a quiet spot beneath a bougainvillea tree, whose branches stretched over the fence and were covered with bright flowers.There was nothing wrong with the place itself. In fact, it was quite beautiful. The problem was that they were completely alone. The rooftop was unusually quiet, and Celine had even used her own key to open the door so no one else would come up.“This is the best place, William! Try the sandwich I made, it’s an egg sandwich, I tried my best to make this for you,” said Celine.She picked up the sandwich she had prepared herself an

William felt as though he were briefly looking back at the life he had once lived, a time when he was willing to take almost any job as long as it paid. He had worked in dirty places without complaining and accepted jobs that most people would have avoided. As long as the work was legal and he could earn enough money to survive, William had never been picky.There had been days when finding money was so difficult that he ignored his hunger and exhaustion just to keep going. Even earning a single dollar had sometimes felt like a struggle, and there were moments when he wondered whether things would ever become easier.Now, however, something as simple as sharing food with workers reminded William of those days. Seeing their faces brighten because someone had given them free food and raincoats so they would not have to walk home soaked made him genuinely happy. It was a small gesture, but to people who had very little, that small gesture meant a lot.William did not stop with the worker

“Did you buy those gardens?” asked Evan.That night, Evan arrived at William’s mansion with Jay. They did not have any particular reason for coming. They simply wanted to spend some time together. Jay had also just received a huge amount of chocolate from a cousin who had recently returned from traveling through several countries. There was so much chocolate that Jay knew he would never finish it by himself, so he decided to bring most of it to William’s place.Since Nicho and Sofie were also staying at the mansion, Jay had heard about the little girl William had rescued. He assumed she would be there too, but it turned out that Twaila was taking care of her.“Yup! I bought everything! Now I have a coffee and tea plantation, and the view there is very beautiful! Currently, there is a problem with some of the coffee trees, but it will be resolved soon, so it will definitely recover quickly,” said William, looking quite proud of what he had accomplished that afternoon by purchasing the

“I just don’t want to bother you, William,” Trent muttered, turning his face away because he couldn’t bring himself to meet William’s sharp gaze. William had already noticed how much Trent was avoiding him, and his patience finally ran out. He reached forward and held Trent firmly by the shoulders.“I’m not bothered. In fact, if you keep me in the dark and make me worry, I’ll get annoyed, so hurry up and tell me what’s wrong. I can’t sleep because I’m thinking about you. What kind of brother would stay silent when his other brother is in trouble?” said William. His voice carried enough irritation to make it clear that Trent had genuinely upset him, but beneath that irritation was obvious concern. William wasn’t angry because he wanted to pressure Trent. He was angry because he cared.Trent never imagined that he and William would reach a point where they could depend on each other like this. They were brothers, after all, and despite everything that had happened between their families