Seth's eyes stared intently downward—the city streets below were beginning to light up as the sky brightened.But Seth's day had not even ended yet. He hadn't closed his eyes for a single second all night. His brain refused to rest."D.H.?" Seth asked in his mind. Since last night, he had wanted to ask D.H. but was only answered by an automated robotic system telling him to try again in a few hours.Five hours had passed now, so Seth wanted to try again.'D.H?'[Yes. What is it?]An answer finally came. A blue screen opened in front of Seth's face, displaying a graphic of a head made of lines that glitched and flickered unstably. Its condition was worse than before; Seth couldn't even look at the solid shape for long without his eyes stinging.'Did that overdrive break you?' Seth asked, squinting his eyes.[Yes. You shouldn't have done that. Absolute domination requires massive energy because I have to release specific brainwaves so the target is completely subjugated.]'You work by r

"Where are you heading today? I thought you were taking the day off," Alastair asked casually, the kind of light conversation usually heard over breakfast."I'll drop Dustin off at school, then head to work. I have BioCore meetings in the morning and Delizco meetings in the afternoon. But I won't be in the office for long. I need to meet a lot of people," Seth listed his schedule lightly as well, acting as if the question didn't carry the weight of an interrogation."I didn't choose you wrongly. Always diligent... but I can lighten your burden." Alastair pointed at Lucian behind him. "Ask Lucian to prepare a driver so you won't have to bother dropping Dustin off at school every day."Seth immediately shook his head. "I don't find it a bother, Grandpa. I deliberately drop him off myself so I can still give Dustin my attention."Seth crafted an excuse that, fortunately, sounded beautiful and highly fitting. He usually did drop Dustin off—though if he was busy, Kael mostly handled it. Bu

That night, Seth stepped into the VVIP room of an exclusive nightclub owned by Victor.The booming bass from the dance floor below was barely audible in this soundproof room. There were no waiters and no CCTV cameras, and Victor's most loyal men directly guarded the door. This place was a total blind spot for Alastair Olympus.Inside the room, Nancy and Matthew were already waiting. The two of them had arrived together after Seth sent a casual invitation disguised as "family drinks.""A very secretive place just to grab a nightcap, Seth," Matthew remarked casually, swirling the whiskey in his glass. "I half-suspected you were going to assassinate us here.""Just a precaution. Grandpa's eyes and ears are everywhere, aren't they?" Seth smiled faintly, then sat across from both of them."You wanted us to come here because you didn't want Grandpa to know?" Nancy immediately put her cocktail glass down on the table, looking vigilant."Yeah. It's impossible that I actually wanted to meet yo

"Look... after he hits him, he goes whooooosh!"Dustin was finishing his chocolate cereal and telling Alastair the latest comic book story."Wow, that's amazing!" The old man listened with a wide smile, occasionally stroking his great-grandson's hair.At the end of the table, Seth sipped his black coffee in silence. He'd always praise how smoothly his grandfather could act so convincingly affectionate.And now Seth had to do the exact same thing—more or less. Seth glanced over and saw a maid approaching to bring Dustin a glass of water. The time had come."Grandpa, what about the report on Julian's marketing division I asked for yesterday? Is it ready?" Seth asked, his tone perfectly light."What report?" Alastair turned to look at him with a raised eyebrow."The marketing division. Did you forget? I mentioned it yesterday." Seth once again glanced at the maid pouring the water. She didn't seem to care, but she definitely heard it. The maid was now moving to clear away the empty plate

"B-but... that's impossible..." Alastair muttered hoarsely, his voice losing all its arrogant power. "I... I was so sure I put it on the desk. I didn't touch my coat...""Maybe you absentmindedly pocketed it when you were reaching for a file." Seth rubbed Alastair's shoulder with brilliantly faked sympathy."It's okay. Forgetting where you put things is normal. The important thing is we found the pen."Alastair slowly dropped into his office chair. The old man held his head, staring blankly at the desk. For a normal person, this might just be a trivial incident. But for Alastair Olympus, who practically worshiped his intellect, the incident was a devastating mental blow.He began to doubt his brain. Did I really pocket it and just forget? Alastair thought in a panic.Lucian gave a hand signal, ushering the bewildered maids out of the room immediately. Problem solved.Seth didn't want to let his stage go just like that. He leaned down, bringing his face level with Alastair's. "You migh