Unfortunately, those whispers were perceived well by the well-known fashion journalist. Casually, Veronica smiled lightly and cut, "Well, I'm not yet famous, guys. I'm just an ordinary fashion journalist that loves working with some unique medias. No need to throw random admirations at me as if I were the world well-known celebrity." Maverick aimed a glance at her. Sometimes, he made sure the group tour and the tour guide were still around, so he was not left alone with his new friends. Yet, in a few seconds, he responded, "I guess you deserve some recognitions, Ms. Palmer. Actually, I feel like a real nerd for not knowing your good reputation as a fashion journalist." Along with his words, Zayn nudged at him and teased in his mutter, "Have you two exchanged numbers? She is such a hot woman to hit on." "Nope. She may notice what you have said, Zayn," Maverick responded in uneasy tone, but his voice was calmer, trying to ensure if it was not audible enough for Veronica. At tha

On the other place, A man in his mid fifties stared madly at his people. His sleek dark brown suit was fixed and buttoned carefully as he uttered in curt tone, "As I have predicted, you all will be failed for another time." "I'm truly sorry, Mr. Palmer. We were doomed completely by a young man, and his insane martial art skill." Roberto apologized and kept his head down. He didn't dare to look at his boss' eyes due to his stained dignity as a right hand man. Russo, standing from his chair, slammed his desk madly. The fury in his heart was heated with egos and ambition of getting his daughter back to the residence. However, his men never succeeded in doing it. It really tired him out loud since his daughter was quite intelligent to hide in many different areas, including overseas. "How embarrasing is this?! You have more than two hands and legs to fight, but you all are lost to a guy with his martial art skill! This is the real shameful thing for me!" He retorted and balled his

As they had spent some time having fun in Madrid, the group tour was quickly organized to visit Alicante, a city known for its sun-soaked beaches and seafood-specialized cuisine. Again, they used the same bus to reach the destination though the journey took around four hours. Sitting near the window with Zayn, Maverick comfortably scrolled on his PostNow timeline. For a few minutes, he stopped by on the posts about vacation and holiday routines done by his friends and gave them thumbs, showing likes and eagerness. In the middle of the scrolling activity, he found a string of reactions under the post of Lex's account. Lex Anthony was an attendee of Aiden's Road Trip Program. Through his account, it clearly showed how the attendees of the road trip enjoyed the outbound session, but there were some negative comments regarding Aiden's stingy demeanour. "This trip is not fun anymore. We must never believe that Aiden holds a similar program in the future." "I really wanna return so

The next two days, Maverick, waking up earlier than it was supposed to be. He had to do it since it was the last day for him in Spain. Thus, he got dressed in simply white shirt and kakhii chinos pants. As he flipped each sleeve, he smiled to his reflection in the mirror, feeling satisfied with his physical instant improvement. "What an easy upgrade for my body. Normally, people need to have plastic surgery to get their better looks. However, to me, I only have to add some points to the parts I wanna improve." He muttered to himself in excitements. Then, the system's panel appeared with the responds, [But, don't forget to upgrade your skills to the next level. You may need them though it is not frequently used!] "Thanks for reminding me, system. Can I improve one of my skills now?" Maverick obeyed what the system suggested since it appeared without any order he had mentione