2026-05-06 16:52:58The glass flew past him and slammed hard against the wall, shattering into pieces.
Some people screamed in shock, while Ken only paused for a split second.
In his heart, he quietly let out a breath.
If his reflexes had been just a little slower, or if his luck hadn’t been slightly higher than that of an average person, the glass would have already hit his head.
He didn’t turn around or curse. He simply opened the door and said lightly, “A bad temper, Sir. Be careful, it can shorten your lifespan.”
Then he left. His steps quickened slightly as he walked away from the room.
Ken still valued his life.
A few provocations were enough. If it went any further, he might truly die there, and the small bit of luck he had wouldn’t be enough to save him.
…
From inside the room, the sound of something being smashed was followed by a roar full of anger.
Miles stood in the middle of the room, breathing heavily, his jaw tightening. His gaze shifted sharply toward Lizzy, cold, piercing, and full of pressure.
But before saying anything to her, he glanced around.
“All of you, get out,” he said briefly, firmly.
No one dared to argue.
His friends exchanged glances for a moment, then one by one stood up. They knew very well what kind of temper the Young Master had. Staying longer would only drag them into trouble that wasn’t their concern.
A few seconds later, the room was empty.
Only Miles and Lizzy remained.
“Satisfied?” Miles finally asked. His voice wasn’t loud, and that made it far more frightening. “Satisfied with humiliating me in front of my friends?”
Lizzy swallowed.
“I-I…”
Miles smirked faintly, but his eyes didn’t smile.
“I didn’t know your ex-boyfriend had such a sharp tongue.”
“M-Miles… I didn’t know he had become like that either. Back then he—”
“Silence!”
The shout cut off her words, making Lizzy fall silent in fear.
In an instant, Miles’ hand grabbed her chin roughly, forcing her face up.
“It hurts… Miles, it hurts…” Lizzy whimpered, her eyes starting to water, her breath trembling.
Miles’ gaze swept across her face, the slightly trembling lips, the wet eyes, the fragile expression that had always managed to melt many men.
And yes, he was still tempted.
His grip loosened slightly. But his voice remained cold.
“Aren’t you the best at playing people?” he said quietly. “Use that. Make your ex-boyfriend suffer losses. Destroy him if necessary.”
Lizzy looked at him, still trembling, but she nodded quickly.
“Y-yes… I understand. I’ll do it…”
Miles stared at her for a few more seconds. Then he released her just like that, as if he had already lost interest. He adjusted his clothes, his expression returning to calm as if the anger from earlier had never existed.
Behind him, Lizzy held her jaw, which still throbbed with pain. Her breathing hadn’t fully steadied.
But slowly, her head lowered slightly. Behind the strands of hair that fell to cover part of her face, her eyes changed.
No longer fragile. No longer afraid.
There was a cold glint there, sharp and vicious.
In her heart, she murmured softly, “Just you wait, Ken… This time, I’ll make sure you can never rise again.”
…
Meanwhile, Ken left the Greenhill Residence area without looking back. His motorcycle sped up slightly more than usual.
When he finally arrived at his narrow rented apartment, Ken closed the door, leaned against it for a moment, then let out a long breath.
“At least I’m still alive.”
The system notification sound appeared again. A blue screen opened in front of him.
[Mission Complete]
[+5 Points][Total Points: 25][Host can open 5x Lucky Draw simultaneously for more optimal results]Ken’s eyes immediately focused.
“…five at once?”
His heart beat a little faster.
He sat on the floor, his back leaning against the wall, then rubbed his hands together slowly as if trying to restrain something from getting out of control.
Without delaying, he activated the feature.
[5x Lucky Draw – Activated]
The light on the screen changed, and five slots appeared at once.
They spun, then stopped one by one.
[Congratulations, Host obtained: +$200 Cash Reward]
[Congratulations, Host obtained: Skill – Route Optimization (Basic)][Congratulations, Host obtained: Item – Stamina Recovery (x2)]The fourth slot stopped a fraction of a second longer than the others.
[Congratulations, Host obtained: ??? (Locked)]
[(Unlock conditions not yet fulfilled)]Ken frowned. Before he could process it, the last slot slowed down. His heart unconsciously began to pound.
[Congratulations, Host obtained: 5% Shares in Aurora Logistics Group]
Ken didn’t react immediately. He just stared at the glowing text, unmoving.
“…what?”
“Shares? Aurora Logistics…?”
The name echoed in his head, then clicked. His eyes widened slightly.
“Wait… that’s the company that fired me.”
A short, hollow laugh escaped him.
“Heh… seriously?”
Five percent. Even without knowing the exact numbers, he understood that it wasn't small.
Ken leaned forward a little, eyes sharpening as he looked back at the screen.
“So the company that kicked me out…” he muttered, a faint smile forming, “…is partly mine now?”
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After conducting several simple tests, Ken began to understand the possible cause.“It seems the problem isn’t with the pump or the pipes. The pressure sensor might no longer be reading changes correctly, or there could be a fault with the automatic switch.”He lightly tapped the outside of the control box. “I need to inspect the components more closely to be sure, but we shouldn’t leave the pump running like this.”Uncle Abrams nodded, slightly surprised by how carefully Ken was examining the device.“You know about this sort of thing?”“A little. I learned about it when I took on part-time jobs in the past.”
140.
Uncle Abrams appeared from inside the house with his wife. Both looked shocked when they saw the damaged barrier, the scattered ornamental plants, and a motorcycle lying in the middle of the wreckage. Their gazes then shifted to the two young men standing nearby, their clothes covered in dust and their expressions anything but composed.Uncle Abrams’s wife immediately approached them.“Oh, my goodness! Are you two all right? Is anyone hurt?” she asked anxiously, checking Ken and Conal from head to toe.“We’re fine, Auntie,” Ken answered quickly. He brushed the dust off his clothes, then bowed his head sincerely. “We’re sorry. It’s our fault for damaging the barrier and the plants in front of your house.”Conal, who had been busy mourning his motorcycle, immediately straightened up. He bowed as well, although his movements were a little awkward because one hand was still holding his waist.“I’m sorry, Uncle! Auntie! I really didn’t mean to do it. I’ll take responsibility for all the da
139. “...Am I still alive?”
Ken actually had a bad feeling creeping into his mind. However, seeing Conal enthusiastically patting the back seat, he decided not to think too much about it.After all, they only needed to go to Uncle Abrams’s house, and it wasn’t even that far away.Unfortunately, Ken soon realized that trusting this man had been a huge mistake.The moment Ken sat down and held on to the back of the motorcycle seat, Conal immediately twisted the throttle. The motorcycle shot forward at an absurd speed for the relatively quiet village roads, making Ken instinctively grip the side of the seat more tightly.“Conal, slow down a little!”“Relax! I know these roads better than anyone!” Conal answered loudly, as though he had just received a compliment about his riding skills.Ken stared blankly at the man’s back. He felt that the twenty-five-year-old Conal was no different from the five-year-old Conal who used to ride his little bicycle.Both were equally terrible at controlling their vehicles, equally f
138. Childhood Friend
Once everything was reasonably organized, Ken picked up his backpack and carried it to his room. He placed it beside the wardrobe, then looked around the room for a moment before letting out a soft breath.The room was still simple, with an old study desk in the corner and a bed that hadn’t yet been fitted with fresh sheets. There was nothing luxurious about it, but that was precisely what made it feel familiar.After living in the city for so long and facing all sorts of events he could never have imagined before, being here made Ken feel as though part of him had returned to the past.Unfortunately, he didn’t have much time to reminisce.He still needed to visit Uncle Abrams and thank him in a more appropriate way. He had already prepared a special bag containing several gifts for the man.Ken left his room and found Kienna carrying her clothes and skincare set toward her own bedroom.“Hey, don’t forget to put fresh sheets on my bed,” he said.Kienna turned to him with an expression
137. “I wasn’t complimenting you!”
Uncle Abrams’s car finally stopped in front of a modest house at the end of the street. Ken opened the door and stepped out, then helped Kienna take their belongings from the back seat while Abrams remained behind the wheel, waiting for them to finish.“Thank you so much, Uncle. Sorry for troubling you today,” Ken said after making sure they had gathered all their belongings.Abrams waved casually. “Enough. Stop thanking me all the time. Drop by my house when you have time. We can have some tea and chat.”“Of course, Uncle.”Kienna nodded along with a broad smile.“Thank you, Uncle Abrams!”After saying their goodbyes once more, the siblings carried their belongings into the house. Abrams waited until the door closed before driving away, leaving Ken and Kienna in front of the house that had been their family home for years.As soon as he stepped inside, Ken paused for a moment.Not much had changed.The living room still had the old sofa with its slightly faded color, the wooden table
136. Not Be Crossed
They finally arrived at the hospital parking lot. Near a car parked beneath the shade of several trees, a middle-aged man stood checking his phone. As soon as he saw Ken and Kienna approaching, he slipped his phone into his pocket and greeted them with a friendly smile.“Oh, Ken, you’re back!”“Uncle Abrams.” Ken greeted him, immediately walking over and giving him a polite nod. “Sorry for making you wait for us, Uncle. Thank you for bringing Kienna to the hospital, too.”The man named Abrams waved his hand as though it were nothing worth mentioning.“Don’t mention it. We’ve been neighbors for years. Helping your family a little isn’t a big deal.”He took one of the bags from Kienna’s hand to help her carry it.“Come on, put your things in the car. You must want to go home and get some rest.”Ken opened the back door and placed his backpack inside, then helped arrange the bags of local specialties and gifts so they wouldn’t be piled up haphazardly. Kienna sat beside him, still hugging
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