Dylan and Lea had gone to the amusement park with Amy, his daughter. The three of them wandered through the park, laughing and enjoying themselves as if they were a little family.Dylan had chosen a more luxurious park this time, wanting Amy to have the best experience possible. Everything—from the rides to the bright, colorful surroundings—was meant to make her day unforgettable.At one point, Dylan and Lea found a bench and sat down while Amy ran off toward a ride she loved—the merry-go-round. She was spinning happily on the horses, her laughter carrying through the air. Meanwhile, Dylan and Lea sat together, sharing quiet conversation and smiles, enjoying the moment.Suddenly, a commotion erupted from the merry-go-round. The sound of crying and shouting cut through the cheerful background noise. Dylan and Lea immediately rose, their expressions tense, and rushed toward the source.When they arrived, they saw the scene clearly: a small crowd had gathered around two children. Amy sto

Dylan stared at him, speechless. “What? How can you do that? That isn’t fair at all! You have to conduct an investigation before even speaking!”But the manager didn’t care. “Does it look like we care? They’ve spoken, and they’re obviously right. I have to take action! We can’t let your daughter do what she did again!”Dylan’s blood boiled.“That’s absurd!” Lea snapped, her eyes flashing.“We don’t care. We’re only doing what’s necessary to handle the situation. You don’t have a say!” the manager insisted.Dylan demanded to see the CCTV footage. But they didn’t even bother listening. They weren’t ready to check the recordings—they were determined to sue immediately. Dylan realized that if he continued this way, he wouldn’t win. He needed another plan.He opened his system and instructed it to help him. “Find a connection that can give me access to the CCTV,” he requested.[Sure. Connection loading…][Connection detected. Would you like to access it?]Dylan nodded, and the system proce

Just then, the manager stepped forward, backing them. “We don’t have resources to waste on people like you,” he said sharply. “Please leave now. We’ve already seen the clips, and the only thing we can do for you is let you go.”His voice rose as he snapped, “So, leave!”Lea’s eyes widened in disbelief. “How is that possible? You were accusing us, threatening to throw us in jail just a while ago. And now that the truth is out, why don’t you take action against them and be fair?”The manager scoffed, his tone dripping with contempt. “Fair? You’re talking about fairness? What a joke! You two aren’t on the same level as them. What makes you think you can get what you want? The best I can do is let you off easily. So, get out!”Dylan’s expression hardened, cold and unyielding. He took a step forward, his voice calm but firm. “Well,” he said, “I don’t think that will be possible.”A tense silence fell. All eyes turned to him. Dylan’s calm smile contrasted sharply with the hostility around h

“Please… forgive me… save me… please!” The manager dropped lower on his knees, his voice trembling as he begged desperately. “I’m sorry for everything I did! I won’t do it again, I promise! I didn’t know who he was, please… just forgive me!” But Dylan simply looked at him calmly, his expression unreadable. “You’ll still do the same thing no matter how many chances you’re given,” Dylan said flatly. “So what’s the point?” With that, he turned his gaze away, no longer interested, and looked toward Mr Lee instead. The manager remained frozen on his knees, his face pale with embarrassment. He knew there was nothing more he could do. Mr Lee had already made his decision, and Dylan clearly had no intention of helping him. His fate was sealed. Mr Lee then turned to Dylan with a polite smile. “Would you like to join me for a drink?” he asked. Dylan shook his head slightly. “I appreciate the offer, but we have somewhere else to be.” “I see,” Mr Lee nodded. “Then perhaps another time.”

The landlady scoffed loudly, her face filled with irritation. “It’s my house, and I make the rules! So what exactly are you going to do about it? She brought trouble into my house, so she has to leave. I don’t care!” Dylan remained calm, his expression steady as he looked at her. “Without a valid reason?” he asked. “If you can’t provide one, then what you’re doing doesn’t make any sense.” The landlady hesitated for a brief second before quickly coming up with something. “This girl is always late with her payments,” she said sharply. “She wastes time before paying, and it’s annoying. I have other things to handle, and I need my money on time.” She crossed her arms and added, “This kind of behavior brings unnecessary trouble to the house. I can’t tolerate it anymore, so she has to leave!” Lea stared at her in disbelief. “But I always pay, even if it’s slightly delayed,” she said, her voice filled with hurt. “I explained my situation to you before, and you said you understood. Why ar