“You should have thought before you acted, you bastard!”Donald trembled in fear. He didn’t want to die. “I’m sorry. It was just a momentary lapse. I was angry that my father didn’t recommend me for the general position!”Zane walked toward him slowly. Every step felt like a countdown to death for Donald.“So you’re blaming me for your failure? Does that even make sense?” Zane stopped right in front of him and leaned in until their faces were inches apart. “You failed because you’re weak.”Donald gritted his teeth. The fear in his eyes vanished, replaced by rage. Instinctively, he pulled a spare gun from his boot and fired wildly at Zane.The bullets struck Zane’s chest and shoulder—but they ricocheted off and clattered to the floor with sharp metallic clangs.[Steel Armor Remaining: 03:11]Donald’s eyes widened. Then he screamed in fury and despair. “Monster! You’re a monster!”In the blink of an eye, Zane disappeared.A second later, his hand clamped around Donald’s throat.Donald d

“Shit!” Penelope cursed, staring at her phone in frustration.“What’s wrong, honey?” Victor asked, panic rising in his voice.“Ragnor cut us off! He won’t give us any more money. And he even called off Gianna’s engagement to Donald!”“What? Why all of a sudden?” Victor looked stunned.“It’s all Zane’s fault!” Penelope shouted angrily. “He didn’t kill Donald. Instead, he broke both his legs!”“Damn it! Why is Zane always so lucky?” Victor’s face paled. “Wait… does that mean you can’t hire a lawyer for me?”Penelope nodded slowly, tears pooling in her eyes.“I don’t want to stay here!” Victor whined. “You have to do something, Penelope! You can’t just leave me locked up!”“I want to get you out too!” she snapped. “But I don’t know what else to do. I’m broke!”Victor fell silent for a moment before his eyes lit up. “What about Maria and Luna? Borrow money from them. They’re naïve and always willing to help people.”Penelope hesitated—then nodded. “You’re right.”---“Mr. Christopher, I’v

“Gerald, fire him. He’s not fit to be a police officer.”Jasper trembled, his knees nearly buckling. The arrogance on his face had completely vanished, replaced by fear.“I’m sorry, Mr. Christopher,” he stammered. “I didn’t know you were the owner. As far as I knew, the owner of this company was a blond man.”“That’s Louis—Mr. Christopher’s assistant,” Gerald snapped, glaring at Jasper as if he were a complete fool. “Enough talking. Take off your uniform and leave before I have you dragged out.”“But, sir—”“I said no objections!”Jasper had no choice. With shaking hands, he removed his badge and uniform. Keeping his head lowered in humiliation, he walked away under the watchful eyes of everyone present.Zane ignored the commotion.“What exactly happened? Why did my office explode?” he asked coldly.“We’re still investigating, sir,” Gerald replied. “The explosion originated on the 40th floor, in the digital archive room. However… there’s something unusual. The temperature sensors indi

Even though the quest was complete, Zane still couldn’t calm down. He was extremely curious about who the perpetrator was.Ting!Zane’s phone rang. He immediately checked it.[Today’s News: A new company called The Hell has just been launched. Its vice-CEO is seeking partnerships with contract values of $1 billion per company.]Zane’s eyes widened. One billion dollars per company? That was insane.[Therefore, the company is expected to rival Chrizen Corp.]Suddenly, Louis’s phone, which had survived the explosion, rang.He immediately picked it up.“Mr. Christopher, I’m sorry to bother you. I don’t mean to interrupt your recovery, but I have to share this bad news. All our partners are no longer willing to continue their contracts with Chrizen Corp. That means your company is going bankrupt.”Zane’s fists clenched tightly. Who owned that company? How could they be so wealthy?Zane immediately hung up.Why should he be upset? He could still make a lot of money with the system’s help. A

Zane jogged after Avery, who was just about to enter her luxury sedan in the grand marble lobby. The polished floor reflected the glittering chandelier above, and the faint scent of expensive perfume lingered in the air.is steps felt lighter than before, almost effortless, and a strange aura seemed to emanate from his every movement—the subtle yet undeniable effect of the Sales Professional skill he had just acquired.“Avery, wait!” Zane called out, his voice firm but controlled.Avery stopped mid-step, one hand already resting on the car door handle. She inhaled sharply, her shoulders rising and falling as she fought her irritation. When she turned around, her face was visibly annoyed, her red satin dress shimmering under the lobby lights. “Zane, I told you, my decision is final. Don’t make yourself look even more pathetic.”Zane didn’t get angry. The old him might have snapped back defensively, but now he simply smiled faintly—a calm, confident smile that somehow sent a faint shive