“Why do you have so much security?” Mark asked, scanning the area. He even noticed snipers positioned along the rooftop.Lilith smiled faintly.“This place is both our home and business premises. Our museum, filled with priceless artifacts, is right next to the mansion. We have countless enemies who would love to break in and steal. But my dogs always bite before they bark. So rest assured.”‘Yeah, right. Like I’d rest assured in a place like this,’ Mark thought.They entered the mansion.It was just as grand as he had imagined.The interior resembled a medieval castle. The dining hall alone was the size of a five-roomed house. A long polished table capable of seating two hundred guests stretched across rich carpets, flanked by high-backed chairs.Everything smelled of old money and legacy.Even the estate he had recently bought for his family wouldn’t compare.Lilith led them upstairs.“T

On our way to college in Lilith's limousine, I opened my phone and saw the news trending online. The anchor began reading: {The medical world was shaken last night by a sudden tragedy. Mark Reynolds, the teenager recently awarded a billion dollars by foreign mogul Mr. Adams for his “miraculous” cancer treatment, was present at St. Jude's Hospital when Mr. Darren Criss flatlined under suspicious circumstances.} {Eyewitnesses say Reynolds was seen frantically calling for help, but his legendary “healing touch” was nowhere to be found. Police are currently searching for a “fake nurse” reported by Reynolds, though hospital logs show no such staff member was scheduled for that wing.} {Critics are already asking: Is the “Miracle Doctor” a one-hit wonder, or is there a darker side to the boy who became a billionaire overnight? Reynolds was questioned and released late last night, but the investigation remai

Wednesday Astras College– Break Time. "It's been 3 and a half days, Lilith!" Mark hissed silently. "You promised it wouldn't even take 24 hours to track the killer!" Lilith calmly bite on a french fry and responded. "It seems the killer wasn't just an ordinary person. They know how to wipe off their tracks. But I'm sure it's nothing Ben can't handle. Just give him a little more time." "It's time that l don't have!" Mark hissed back, trying so hard not to snap out loudly. "That bitch Enny turned almost the whole country against me. Everywhere l go, people are talking behind my back. I mean....look at those guys, following me even to the toilet!!" He nodded toward the undercover detectives in sunglasses, though they didn't look that much undercover to him. Lilith calmly sighed, and cupped Mark's cheeks. "Ignore all that. Ignore everyone. Just act normal and calm." "You always s

Meanwhile…At one of Clarice’s penthouses, temporarily turned into a lab by the mad scientist Dr. Halvord, he held up a glass jar filled with small purple pills. A manic, triumphant grin was plastered across his face."After countless days of grueling labor, trials, failures, and a few explosions...""A few?" Evelyn Clarice asked, raising a skeptical brow. She sat on a distant couch with her arms crossed, keeping a safe distance from the chemical fumes.“The libido… ahem. Scratch that,” Halvord coughed. “The Vitality capsules have been made! Hooooray!”He raised the jar triumphantly while jumping around, then lowered it, a mischievous smirk forming."The lab rats showed… promising results. But if you know me, you know I only trust data gathered from my own nervous system.""I don't like the sound of this," Clarice muttered. She recognized that look — the glint in his eye right before he did something utterly reckless.Ignoring her, Halvord unscrewed the lid, plucked a single pill from