2025-12-10 22:46:22“He’s… changed. I don’t think we’ll be able to get any money from him. He’s not the same as Brandon anymore.”
Bella nodded beside her, “Yes, he’s different now. Kinda hot…”
She immediately turned to look at her sister who was giving her a judgemental look.
“Hey, he’s not bad looking and you know it. I hated him before for being a pathetic loser but now… does he act or look like one?”
Lily shook her head as she acknowledged her sister’s logic.
“I guess you’re right… but let’s go tell mom about what happened. He’s fucked once he comes back home.”
Adrian logged into a website on his phone once he parked his car in front of a supermarket. It was time to earn some money on his own.
‘Two hundred last night so I’ll be getting four hundred at midnight. If I spend fifty dollars more, I’ll get five hundred and that just sounds better.’ he thought as he listed himself as a driver.
Regular online cab services needed him to go through a long verification process and he also needed to have a more than 3 years experience in driving as he was under 23.
There were a few more problems which just didn’t allow him to use those apps.
Instead, he joined Chatbook groups and advertised himself in a simple manner.
For hours, he got no customers but at 2pm in the afternoon, he got a text.
Jack Newman: Hey, I’d like to book you from 4pm to 10pm. You’ll only have me and a girl as the passengers and we’ll be on a date so you’ll have to wait outside a restaurant and drop us back home.
Adrian Driver: Send me the pick up location, the location of the restaurant and the drop off location so I can fix your price.
Jack Newman: Sending.
A few seconds later, there were three links and Adrian opened them one by one before setting them as a checkpoint on his maps.
Total distance of thirty miles but there was a lot of waiting time involved so Adrian thought about it for a bit and quoted 80 dollars.
Jack Newman: Hahaha, that’s a really cheap price. Thank you for the discount!
“Huh?” Adrian muttered, looking confused as he didn’t really know how cab prices worked. Curious, he went on the internet and did a quick research.
Three hundred dollars was what he should have asked for considering the car he was driving. But he had already quoted his price and he wasn’t the type of person to go back on his word.
“Well, I only need fifty so I’ll just do my thing.” he said to himself as he pushed on the gas and drove off to the pick up point.
After arriving early, he leaned his chair back and took a short nap until his customers arrived.
Knock knock knock.
Adrian woke up to someone knocking on his window and looked outside to see a familiar face. In fact, he saw two familiar faces.
One of them was Sofia, the girl he used to have a huge crush on and the other was the guy she was with two days ago.
He unlocked the doors and let them in.
Jack was extremely silent as he got in and even after he made himself comfortable, he sat like a rock.
“To the restaurant?” Adrian asked as he looked through his rear-view mirror.
Sofia was a pretty girl, one who didn’t need too much make up to make herself stand out. But she also didn’t have too much of a presence.
She was pretty, cute and in a way, someone who didn’t like a lot of people around her.
It was only when she heard his voice, did she finally look up to see his face through the same mirror. Her mouth opened slightly before she looked at Jack and then at Adrian, her expression showing pure panic and guilt.
Adrian paid no mind to her as he looked at Jack, but the guy was even more of a silent nerd than her.
“Umm yes.”
For the whole trip, Adrian didn’t talk to them and nor did they talk to him. It was peaceful and a calm drive. After waiting for a few hours, he took them to their drop off point and parked nearby.
“Sofia, pay him eighty dollars. You should tip him twenty too, he gave us a huge discount and it was a nice ride too.” Jack said as he got out of the car with Sofia, who looked pretty annoyed.
They had gone to the restaurant way too early. Their table was booked for 7 pm but they had reached the place by 5 pm instead.
On top of that, she was being told to pay instead.
She didn’t voice out her thoughts and just took out her purse before looking at Adrian.
He didn’t give her any sort of reaction. No anger, no sadness, nothing. He didn’t even bother speaking to her. In fact, she even saw him smiling while he looked outside the car during their drive.
‘But he never smiled when he looked at me… and there’s no reaction even though I’m using the purse he gifted me. Is this someone else?’ she thought with a slight frown on her face as she gave him eighty dollars.
She was someone who hated tipping and Adrian didn’t press for money. He simply took his eighty and drove off before she said a word.
A minute later, Adrian turned on some music and sang along for a while before he found a nice place to park his car.
“I guess this is a good place to park.”
He got out of the car, bought gas for 50 dollars and just kept the 30 dollars for himself before he went to bed.
Money Spent: 250 Dollars
Ding! You have received 500 Dollars.
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188. Home
The forest was quiet except for the sound of the wind blowing through the tall trees. It was a small island in the middle of a very large sea. The water was a deep blue color and it went on forever in every direction. Large waves hit the rocks at the edge of the island all day and all night, making a loud crashing sound. This place was very far away from any city and far away from anyone who knew Adrian or the work he used to do. The air smelled like salt from the ocean and like the sap from the pine trees that covered most of the land.Adrian walked through the thick forest with a heavy axe in his hand. He had aged since he left the city five years ago. He was twenty three years old now and he did not look like a teenager anymore. He had a very strong and authoritative aura about him. He was still very handsome, but his face looked more mature and serious. He had gotten bigger too, especially his chest and his arms. His pure cotton T-shirt was tight around his biceps and his chest. H
187. Good News Times Two
The morning sun filtered through the expansive windows of the high-rise apartment, casting long, peaceful streaks of light across the hardwood floor. It was a far cry from the small houses that they used to live in the past.Sophia sat on the plush designer sofa, her posture relaxed and confident. She looked more mature now; the soft roundness of her face had given way to sharper, more defined features, and the lingering expression of grief and longing that had once defined her was gone. In its place was a quiet, self-assured serenity. She held a steaming cup of coffee in her left hand, while her right hand steadied the morning newspaper."Adrian's finally decided to show himself," Sophia murmured, her voice steady and clear. "He’s on the front page."From the kitchen, the sound of a whistling kettle cut off, followed by the heavy, familiar footfalls of someone who walked with a certain swagger. Ethan walked out, wiping his hands on a dish towel before tossing it aside. He looked broa
186. Back Home
A young man, barely into his twenties, lunged out from the crowd. He was a junior researcher, his face twisted in a mask of fanatical grief. He didn't have a weapon; he just had a blind, suicidal rage. He ran at Adrian with his hands outstretched, a pathetic display of loyalty to a man who would have sacrificed him without a second thought.Adrian didn't even blink. As the boy reached him, Adrian moved with a blurring, mechanical speed. He swung the butt of his shotgun in a short, brutal arc, catching the boy in the jaw. The sound of bone shattering was loud in the enclosed space.Before the boy could fall, Adrian grabbed him by the collar and slammed him against the steel wall. He didn't hesitate. He jammed the front end of the shotgun’s barrel under the boy’s chin, pinning him there.The boy’s eyes cleared for a split second, the rage replaced by a sudden, cooling realization of his own mortality. He tried to speak, to plead, but the barrel was too deep.Adrian pulled the trigger.T
185. New Leadership
Adrian raised his eyebrows, the cold light of the submarine’s bridge reflecting off his visor. He didn't look like a man cornered by a billionaire’s grand vision; he looked like a man listening to a boring lecture."You really did manage to keep an eye on me, huh?" he said, his voice dropping into a casual, almost conversational tone. It was the kind of voice you used with a neighbor you didn’t particularly like but felt obligated to acknowledge. "Anyway."Pavlov frowned. He was used to terror, used to rage, or even used to the cold silence of a professional killer. He was not used to being treated as someone ordinary. To a man who viewed himself as the architect of a new world, being treated as "someone normal" was a sharper insult than any bullet. He opened his mouth to retort, to remind Adrian of the sheer scale of the power he wielded from this underwater tomb, but Adrian was already moving.Adrian reached into his tactical pocket. To Pavlov’s eyes, it was a simple, fluid motion;
184. Face To Face
Adrian stood on the edge of the swim platform, the matte-black metal of the interceptor slick beneath his boots. The night air was biting, but he didn't feel the cold. He adjusted the straps of his deep-sea infiltration gear, a specialized suit provided by the System that looked more like liquid armor than a diving suit. It was a pressurized, self-contained unit that didn't rely on bulky tanks; instead, it used a high-tech electrolysis module to pull oxygen directly from the surrounding water. He pulled the visor down, and a faint blue HUD flickered to life, displaying his depth, heart rate, and a topographical map of the abyss below.Without a second thought, Adrian leaned forward and tipped into the black water.The silence of the ocean swallowed him instantly. Below the surface, the world of wind and salty waters vanished, replaced by a crushing, rhythmic thrum of the deep currents. He swam at a steady, methodical pace, his powerful strokes propelled by the suit's integrated thrust
183. The Hunt Begins
He took a deep breath. There was a boat waiting for him at a private dock two hours away. The mission was finally reaching its endgame. He stepped out of the shadows of the alleyway and walked casually.He felt a strange sense of clarity as he moved. For the first time in months, there was no internal debate, no worrying about jealousy or social standings. There was only the target, the objective, and the silent promise he had made to himself. Pavlov Vance had taken enough from the world."You invited a guest, Pavlov," Adrian thought as he reached the black SUV Mark had stashed for him. "I'm just making sure I'm the only one who shows up to the party."Inside a parking lot.Adrian climbed into the driver's seat, the interior of the car smelling of fresh upholstery and gun oil. He started the engine, the low hum feeling like a heartbeat. He didn't look back at the penthouse looming in the distance. He didn't think about the two women who were currently probably talking about their futu
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