Harry arrived at his destination, stepping out of the cab after the driver pulled over. Even though he had not particularly enjoyed the man’s company during the ride, he still handed him a tip and left a positive review. It was not about personal preference. Harry understood that a man of that age should not still be working, yet here he was, still grinding to make a living. That alone spoke volumes about his situation.Life could be harsh in ways people rarely considered. You never truly knew what someone else was going through, and Harry refused to let his own mood interfere with another person’s means of survival.The moment his feet touched the ground, a foul smell hit him hard. It was thick and suffocating, the kind that reminded him of decay. The area was filthy beyond belief.He looked around, almost in disbelief that this place had not been demolished. Still, he quickly reminded himself that tearing it down was not so simple. No matter how dangerous or rundown it was, people s

Susan found herself entertaining someone she never expected to deal with directly. The man standing before her was none other than Osaka.“This place is smaller than I imagined,” Osaka remarked casually.The moment he said that, the excitement Susan initially felt disappeared. She knew he had business ties with Harry, which made his presence here confusing. Why would someone like him come personally?For a brief moment, she wondered if he was looking for Harry, but that idea did not make sense. A man of Osaka’s stature would not make such a careless move.“Mr. Osaka, how can I assist you?” Susan asked, maintaining her composure.Her response seemed to catch him off guard.“You know who I am?” Osaka asked.Susan nodded. Harry had already briefed her on everything regarding his dealings with Osaka, so she was not in the dark.Osaka’s gaze slowly moved over her, assessing her from head to toe. Susan carried herself with authority, the kind of presence that made her appear powerful. In hi

Harry broke down as the weight of everything settled on him. He was not just crying for the moment, but for a life he never truly had. The realization struck deeply that his childhood had been taken from him, shaped into something incomplete, something that now felt distant and uncertain.He forced himself to stop.With a quick motion, he wiped the tears from his face and began moving through the house. Each step he took caused the floorboards to creak loudly beneath him, a clear sign of how much the structure had aged over time.It felt fragile, as though it might collapse at any second.Even so, that was how it had always been.Harry could not understand how the building was still standing after all these years. Despite how weak it appeared, it had endured far longer than anyone would expect. There was a stubborn strength to it that refused to give way.Before he realized it, he had wandered into a room that once belonged to his mother.“Mama…” the word slipped from his lips without

They made it to the hospital, and the injured man was immediately taken inside for treatment. While he was being attended to, Kathryn and Winston remained behind with Harry. Anna stood nearby, clearly out of place. She shifted awkwardly, her eyes wandering around the room, taking in everything. The environment was completely new to her, filled with sights she had never encountered before.“Harry, we need to ask you some questions about what happened to him,” Kathryn began.Before she could continue, Winston stepped in.“Not now, Kathryn. This isn’t the right time. We can handle that later,” he said, making it clear that there was a proper moment for such discussions.Kathryn did not argue. She simply stayed quiet. Harry understood that she sometimes struggled with reading social cues, so her approach did not bother him.“It’s okay,” Harry replied calmly.He glanced at Anna. She was so absorbed in everything around her that she had not paid any attention to their conversation.“We got

Harry found himself stepping into a role he had never expected to play. He was acting like a father to a young girl he had only just met. It felt strange, unfamiliar, yet oddly natural at the same time. He did not understand why she had entered his life or what purpose she served, but the feeling she stirred in him was not entirely new. He had experienced something similar before. It reminded him of the moment he had held Carmen’s baby in his arms. That same quiet sense of responsibility, that instinct to protect, resurfaced now as he looked at Anna. After only a few minutes of rest, Anna’s eyes slowly opened. The moment she saw Harry, her face lit up with a bright, effortless smile. Around that same time, a doctor began walking toward them. Harry was caught off guard by this. The fact that the doctor approached him directly suggested that he already knew who Harry was and what his connection to the situation was. It was not the hospital Harry was used to visiting. Still, perha