Mrs. Derry's lecture went on for another half hour, when she was done she packed up her things and quickly walked out of the lab leaving the students behind. Students started gathering their belongings and heading towards their next class.Nelson was still seated, feeling the lingering stares from his school mates as they filled out of the lab. He glanced over at the girl sitting next to him, she was calmly packing her bags with an unreasonable expression on her face. Just as he was about to gather his things, Nelson was stopped by Claire who matched his desk. Her face was a mix of annoyance and something else, like guilt.“Nelson," she started with a flat tone. “I want to break up with you. Not that what we had was much of a relationship, I just want to make things clear so that there's no blurred lines," she said, trying to stop Nelson from begging her not to leave.Nelson squinted at her, well aware that the girl sitting next to him had just heard everything Claire blurted out. Ne

Hibino could barely contain himself, he circled the Corvette two times, each time gasping like a frightened animal. He took his time to run his eyes over every inch of it like he was afraid it would somehow disappear if he looked away for too long.“Nel…” he slowly shook his head. "No way.”Nelson watched his friend while having a proud smirk on his face and leaning against the vehicle."Nelson, that is a freaking Corvette… are these things actually real? I thought they only existed in GTA six how the fuck do you have one? It must have cost you a bazillion pounds!” Hibino yelled at the car with his index finger pointing straight at it."Yep, that's definitely a Corvette buddy.” Nelson said as he opened the door to the driver's seat.He was about to get into the car when he noticed Hibino's expression alter immediately and it switched from excited to confused. His mouth was narrowed to a slit and his bushy eyebrows were furrowed.“Don't give me that nonchalant, cool Jewish boy act. You

Nelson fumbled with his seatbelt causing the metallic click of the belt to echo inside the Corvette like a trap snapping shut.He exhaled sharply and gripped the leather wrapped steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles shone chalk white from the straining pressure. Outside his windshield, the staging line blasted loudly with the engine sound of different cars with amateur drivers inside them To his left, Dexter's Porsche 911 revved with a rhythmic, low frequency that somehow vibrated straight through the windshield of his car.Nelson bit his lip, he knew without a shadow of a doubt that Dexter was a damn good rider and he stood no chance against any of the other drivers, talk more of him.“Come on… give me a set. Anything.” Nelson stared at the space just above his dashboard, desperately waiting for the familiar translucent golden interface to flood his vision. Since learning that the system could grant rewards outside of money and wealth he guessed that if he was able to trigge

Nelson had to scratch his eyes awake the next morning, as sunlight filtered through his curtains, casting a warm glow across his room. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he noticed his phone blinking with notifications.There were two messages: one from Vivian, which was sent this morning. He had forgotten to call when he got home the previous night so she was probably checking in on him. The other message was from his work place.A dry smile cracked across his lips as he tapped Vivian's message, then replied to it. Before he could put his phone down, he noticed several missed calls from his site manager at work.Nelson worked for a rapidly developing construction company called Primas Geo Contractors® as a Construction worker, in other words: instead of being the one to plan the layout of the building, he was amongst the men actually working with their hands and equipment to erect the building.The man who called— Site manager, was a very persuasive and greedy man who exploited despera

Nelson couldn't believe the irony. He had just quit his job at the construction company, now he was the majority shareholder which gave him power over most of the affairs of the company. “What's the name of the guy you're talking about?" Nelson asked, though he already has a pretty great guess.“Oliver… Oliver Mcburnie" Vivian muttered.Nelson's smile froze and his expression turned icy. In his mind, he repeated the name, “Oliver… you really want me to send you to your maker, right?”Forcing a more relaxed smile Nelson reassured her. “Don't worry about it, Vivian. I'm sure everything will turn out just fine." Vivian was still uncertain but she was visibly conforted by his words, "I hope so too,” she whispered, trying to believe in his confidence.After chatting with Vivian for a bit longer, Nelson glanced at his time and realized it was almost time for his weekend study sessions with Hibino at the campus library. He stood up, offering Vivian a smile."I should get going. I've got a