The tech incubator smelled like cheap coffee and unwashed dreams. It was a big open room filled with people who thought they were the next big thing.Everyone was huddled around a booth in the center of the room. It had bright lights and a guy in a black turtleneck talking about the future.He was screaming about AI like it was the second coming of Christ. Investors were practically throwing their business cards at him.I stood at the edge of the crowd and focused my vision. The gold light of the System flickered in my eyes.I looked at the flashy AI booth. A red box appeared over the turtleneck guy’s head.[Asset: Aura AI. Value: $0. Potential: Bankruptcy within 12 months. Status: Total Bullshit.]I almost laughed. All these rich idiots were fighting over a pile of trash because it had a shiny wrapper.I turned my back on the crowd and started scanning the rest of the room. I was looking for the real gold.The Eye of Greed skipped over a dozen "innovators" who were just selling recyc

I stood at the back of the auction room, leaning against the cold marble pillar. The air was thick with the smell of expensive cologne and desperate ambition.I saw Marcus sitting in the front row, looking like he already owned the world. Sarah was right beside him, whispering in his ear and smiling like a cat with a bowl of cream.She had done her job perfectly. She had given him the photos of the fake document from my safe.I adjusted my tie and looked at them through the Eye of Greed. Marcus’s value was glowing a sickly purple, indicating he was about to make a massive mistake."You okay, Victor?" Thomas asked, stepping up beside me. He was holding a glass of water and looking sharp."I am better than okay, Thomas," I said. "I am about to watch a miracle happen."The auctioneer cleared his throat and tapped his gavel. The room went quiet instantly."Next up is Plot 402 in the Industrial District," the man announced. "Known as the Sun-Strike development zone."I saw Marcus sit up st

I stood by the window of the private suite, watching Dr. Chris fumble with his stethoscope. The man was a nervous wreck, and he had every right to be.I blinked, activating the Eye of Greed one more time.[Subject: Dr. Chris. Greed Level: 85%. Status: Terrified.]The gold light in my eyes showed me his debt history and his secret offshore accounts. He wasn't just Marcus's puppet, he was a man who loved money more than his own soul."You look like you're about to have a heart attack, Doctor," I said. I didn't turn around to face him."I told you, Victor, I’ll change the meds," Chris stammered. I could hear his shoes scuffing against the linoleum as he backed away.I turned around slowly, letting my cold gaze lock onto his. "Changing the meds is just the start. You're going to do a lot more than that."Chris wiped sweat from his upper lip. "What else do you want? I've already risked my license for your family."I laughed, and the sound felt like a blade cutting through the sterile air o

The boardroom was filled with the smell of expensive leather and the even stronger scent of fear. I sat at the far end of the long table, watching the ceiling fan spin in slow, lazy circles.Marcus was already on his feet. He looked like he had been rehearsing his speech in front of a mirror for five hours.His hair was slicked back, and his suit was so sharp it looked like it could draw blood. He was vibrating with an energy that I knew all too well.It was the energy of a man who thought he was about to deliver a killing blow. I just took a slow sip of my water and waited.Sarah was sitting in the back row with the other assistants. She was trying to look neutral, but her eyes were fixed on me with a nasty, hidden joy.My father, Elias, sat at the very head of the table. He looked exhausted, his eyes heavy with the weight of a billion-dollar empire."Let’s get this over with, Marcus," my father said. He didn't even look up from the financial reports in front of him."Thank you, Fath

I was sitting in my office, watching the rain streak against the glass. The building was quiet now, but the air still felt like it was buzzing from the explosion I had just set off in the boardroom.I heard the door creak open behind me. I didn't even have to turn around to know the smell of jasmine was filling the room.Sarah walked in, but she wasn't stomping or screaming. She was moving slowly, like a wounded animal trying to find a place to hide.I activated the Eye of Greed without saying a word. The golden light flickered in my vision and settled on her.[Subject: Sarah Miller. Status: Zero-Value Asset / Toxic.]The System didn't lie. She had tethered her entire worth to Marcus, and now that he was a ghost, she was nothing but a shadow."Victor, we need to talk," she whispered. Her voice was trembling, and for a second, I almost thought she was actually sad.I turned my chair around slowly. She was wearing a dress that was a bit too tight and a bit too short for a business offic