When Ravenz touched his face and realized that the scar had completely disappeared without a trace, he froze for several seconds. His fingers slowly traced the skin that had returned to its original smoothness, as if afraid that touching it would somehow make the scar reappear. His chest rose and fell rapidly, and his lips trembled."M-Master Jonathan..." His voice was hoarse, almost breaking. "Am I... really healed? Holy crap... Master, you saved my marriage!" He laughed, but his eyes were filled with tears. "My wife is definitely going to kiss me tonight!"The subordinates in the room were equally stunned. Some exchanged glances while holding their breath, as if they had just witnessed a miracle.Nael, who had been most worried about his own "performance" problem, immediately stepped forward. "Boss... can I take a look? Is it really completely gone?"Ravenz lowered his head slightly so Nael could see more clearly. Nael gently touched the spot where the scar had been. He blinked seve

Mella returned from work and noticed a luxury car parked in front of the house. She immediately called for Aunt Darsih.Aunt Darsih appeared from the hallway with a cleaning cloth in her hand. Mella immediately asked, "Auntie, whose car is that outside? Who came here?" she asked while taking off her high heels.While folding the cloth, Aunt Darsih replied, "Young Master Javerson, Miss. He's been in the kitchen for a while. He hasn't come out since the afternoon.""What is he doing?" Mella asked curiously. "What is he cooking that makes the whole house smell like this?""Auntie isn't really sure, Miss… but it doesn't seem like food," Aunt Darsih muttered while shaking her head.Mella became even more curious. She walked toward the kitchen and immediately stopped when she saw the scene before her.Jonathan stood there with a serious expression, placing rows of small, clear pills that sparkled like crystals into a glass container."Jonathan, what are you doing?" Mella broke the silence.

Jonathan wanted to brag a little to impress his father, but Salman misunderstood him and took his words in a completely different direction. Marina immediately intervened, her voice gentle but firm. "Dear, we should trust our son. Jonathan is already an adult, and he's wise enough to know what he's doing." Cynthia nodded quickly, her eyes sparkling. "That's right, Dad! Big Bro is really good, especially when it comes to jade. Sure, there's an element of luck, but all his transactions are legitimate and legal. He studies everything before making a move!" Salman sighed and raised both hands in surrender. "Alright, alright. Dad was just curious and asking a question. No need to take it so seriously." Seeing the opportunity, Jonathan smiled faintly. "It's okay, Dad. Instead of wondering about it, let me show you directly." He took off his expensive watch and handed it to Cynthia. "Take care of this, Sis." Cynthia immediately clapped excitedly like a child about to watch a magic sho

The lively welcome party finally ended at exactly 10:00 p.m. The noisy atmosphere gradually gave way to the silence of the night.Salman and Marina stood beside the car, looking at their son with expressions completely different from before, filled with unspoken pride."Who would have thought..." Marina murmured softly, tightly holding her husband's hand. Her eyes were teary as she watched Jonathan talking with several people.Salman slowly nodded. "The rise of the Wijoyo Family in Vaganza City... It's only a matter of time now." There was a new conviction in his voice, something that had been missing for so long.Jonathan himself still looked energetic despite his flushed face from the alcohol. He had consumed several bottles of premium wine with his father during the celebration. Seeing their condition, the hotel manager promptly arranged private drivers to take them home."Everything has been arranged, Sir," one of the hotel staff members said politely as he opened the car door. "A

Jonathan accepted the old commander's special cigarette without hesitation. His movements were smooth and natural as he said, "Ah, this is a good cigarette. Thank you, Commander."He casually exhaled the smoke, his movements relaxed and effortless.The old commander gave a short laugh, his sharp eyes observing him carefully."Good. You're honest. I hate people who pretend to be overly polite."After putting out the cigarette, Jonathan opened his medical bag."Alright, then. Let's begin the examination."However, before he could take out his medical tools, the commander suddenly looked at Tania, who was standing beside him."Tania, next time you bring someone here, tell them about my condition beforehand. Don't just bring someone here without thinking. You're being careless."Tania lowered her head slightly."I'm sorry, Grandfather. But I already explained some of the important details."Jonathan smiled inwardly. He understood that the subtle remark was not actually directed at Tania.