The door slammed open and there stood his boss. “Marcus! What do you think you’re doing?” Carter barked, his voice sharp enough to make nearby employees flinch. “Do you think we pay you to be relaxing here?”Marcus tried to speak, but the words stuck in his throat. “Sir I…just needed a moment to rest. The work is so tedious for one person.”“Excuses,” His boss snapped, cutting him off. “I’ve had enough of this and you’re even lucky you still have this job.”Marcus felt his chest tighten. Years of sacrifices, working late into the night while his colleagues went home, all for this? It was never enough.“I’m deducting this from your salary. Maybe then you’ll learn the value of hard work,” His boss continued, smirking. “Consider yourself lucky if you get a thousand this month.”This made Marcus frown. He had been working for two men. job for this company while only getting payment for one and also his savings was already scarce, almost used up and this salary was what he had left and now

The warm feeling coursed around his body and he even felt his hands trembling, his head spinning and a dulling pain sounded in his head.A hum sounded in his head again and this time some info entered his head and it seemed to be from the necklace.Strength: Below averageHealth: PoorImmune Response: Critical Decline.Marcus’s breath caught. His hands shook as he closed his eyes and . “No… no, this can’t be real…”The voice rumbled in his mind again. It was calm and undeniable. It sounded like it was right next to him.The necklace around his neck shimmered faintly. A warmth spread into his chest, then the familiar low voice echoed in his mind, calm and commanding:“New Mission: Feed the hungry. Objective—Provide food to five people in need within the next six hours. Reward 50 Strength Points, 20 Health Points, 5 Stamina Points.”Marcus blinked. “Feed the hungry It wasn’t what. Well, that sounds doable.” He said as he took out his last dollar notes.The streets buzzed with life outsi

Floodlights filled the streets and cars approached them. The sudden blaze of white light swept over them, blinding in its intensity and followed with it, Engines rumbled as sleek, black cars screeched to a halt, hemming in the alley from both sides. Their polished bodies gleamed under the rainfall, trapping the gangsters like rats in a cage. The thugs froze, glancing nervously around as car doors opened in unison. Men in black suits spilled out with military precision, their shoes striking the pavement in perfect rhythm. Each carried an aura of cold authority, their faces hidden behind expressionless sunglasses despite the night. The leader of the thugs cursed under his breath. “What the hell…” From the central car, a man stepped out. Middle-aged and had a firm look on his face. His presence just radiated dominance making everyone around notice him immediately. His tailored suit clung to him like a second skin, and a polished cane tapped against the ground as he walked forward.

He scratched his head, embarrassed, before muttering casually, “I don’t… exactly have a place right now.”Her brows lifted in surprise, but instead of pity, a small, knowing smile touched her lips. “Is that so?” She gave a light laugh, graceful and soft. “Then hop in. I’ll take care of it.”Confused, Marcus obeyed, slipping into the leather-backed seat of her sleek car. They drove in silence for a few minutes, and then pulled up to the grand entrance of a glittering five-star hotel. The valet rushed forward immediately, bowing slightly as he opened her door. The staff treated her politely and their greetings were filled with so much respect while they just glanced at him.She just nodded at them and walked straight to the front desk, her presence commanding attention and within moments, she had arranged a luxury suite under Marcus’s name. When she handed him the room card, her smile was warm but mischievous.“This is too much,” Marcus muttered, genuinely overwhelmed. His fingers tight

Miss Evelyn stood at the entrance, the crimson of her gown glowing under the lights like a flare. Her gaze swept over the guards, cold and commanding, a presence that silenced even the murmur of the crowd.The guards froze, glancing at each other, confused.Melissa’s confident smile faltered. “You… you know him?”Evelyn stepped forward, slipping her hand around Marcus’s arm with deliberate grace. “Of course I know him. He’s my guest.”A ripple of shock moved through the onlookers. The guards quickly released Marcus, bowing their heads slightly to Evelyn before stepping back.Evelyn’s lips curved into a faint smile that never reached her eyes as she looked at Melissa. “Is there a problem here?”Melissa stammered, but the words caught in her throat.Marcus said nothing, only adjusting his suit and the faintest smirk tugging at his mouth.Melissa’s voice carried like a blade across the ballroom. “Wait. Do you know who this man is?” She stepped forward, her heels striking the polished flo