Draven drove his new black sports car through the busy streets of Crestfall City. The engine hummed smoothly beneath him, and the leather seat felt cool against his back.
He followed the system prompt that glowed softly in his mind. It pointed him toward a tall glass building in the business district. A high-end cafe sat on the ground floor. [Opportunity detected. Target: High-quality woman nearby. Approach with confidence. Charm Aura Level 2 will assist.] He parked the car in a spot right in front of the cafe. People walking by turned their heads to look at the sleek vehicle. A few women slowed down and glanced at him as he stepped out. Draven felt their eyes on him longer than usual. The upgraded aura worked well. He walked into the cafe with steady steps. The place smelled of fresh coffee and pastries. Soft music played in the background. Most tables were taken by people in business clothes who typed on laptops or talked quietly on phones. Draven scanned the room. His eyes stopped on a woman sitting alone near the window. She wore a fitted white blouse and a dark pencil skirt that showed her long legs. Her black hair fell straight past her shoulders, and she had sharp, elegant features. She looked around twenty-seven or twenty-eight, the kind of beauty that turned heads in any room. She sipped her coffee while reading something on her tablet. Her expression stayed cool and focused. That had to be the one. She carried herself like someone used to being in charge. Draven ordered a black coffee at the counter and walked over to a table close to hers. He sat down and took a slow sip. The system gave him a small push. [Charm Aura active. She has noticed you.] The woman glanced up from her tablet. Her eyes met his for a second. She looked away at first, but then her gaze returned. This time she studied him a little longer. Draven gave her a calm, confident nod. No nervous smile. Just steady eye contact. She raised one eyebrow slightly but did not look annoyed. After a moment she went back to her tablet, yet her fingers tapped slower than before. Draven waited a couple of minutes. Then he stood up and walked over to her table. "Excuse me," he said in a clear voice. "I noticed you seem deep in thought. Mind if I join you for a quick chat? The view from this side of the cafe is nice, but the company might make it better." The woman looked up again. Up close, her eyes were a striking dark brown. She set her tablet down and leaned back slightly in her chair. "Usually men who approach me like that have a prepared line or two," she replied. Her tone sounded cool but not cold. "What makes you different?" Draven pulled out the chair across from her and sat down without waiting for permission. He kept his posture relaxed but strong. "I am not here to waste your time with lines," he said simply. "You look like a woman who values straight talk. My name is Draven Quill. And you are?" She paused for a second, then the corner of her mouth lifted just a little. "Elyndra Voss. Most people call me Elyndra. Or Miss Voss if they work for me." Draven nodded. The name sounded familiar from his quick search earlier. Elyndra Voss ran one of the rising tech companies in the city. She came from a good family but built most of her success herself. Ice queen type, according to the rumors. Beautiful, smart, and hard to impress. "Nice to meet you, Elyndra," he said. "You seem busy. Big meeting coming up?" She tilted her head. "How did you guess?" "The way you check your watch every few minutes. And the serious look on your face. I have seen that expression before on people who carry heavy responsibilities." Elyndra studied him more carefully now. Her eyes moved from his face down to his new watch and the crisp shirt he wore. She seemed surprised that someone dressed this well spoke to her so directly. "You do not look like the usual type who hangs around here trying to pick up women," she said. "Most of them wear cheap suits and talk too much. You... carry yourself differently. What do you do, Draven Quill?" Draven took another sip of his coffee. He kept his answer smooth and mysterious. "I am in the middle of building something big. Right now I am focusing on opportunities that matter. People who matter." The system chimed quietly in his head. [Charm Aura Level 2 showing strong effect. Her interest level rising.] Elyndra leaned forward a little. "Interesting answer. Most men would brag about their job or their car by now. You parked that black sports car right outside, did you not?" Draven smiled faintly. "You noticed." "I notice a lot of things," she replied. Her voice stayed calm, but her eyes sparkled with a bit more curiosity. "Tell me, Draven. Why approach me today of all days? I do not usually talk to strangers in cafes." "Because you looked like someone worth talking to," he said honestly. "And I have learned recently that waiting for chances is a waste of time. Better to create them." They talked for the next twenty minutes. Elyndra asked sharp questions about his background. Draven answered carefully, keeping some mystery while showing confidence. He did not mention the system or his old life. Instead he spoke about moving forward and taking control of his future. She listened closely and even laughed once at a dry comment he made about bad drivers in the city. As their conversation flowed, Draven felt the system update again. [First meaningful interaction with high-quality woman completed.] [Main Mission progress: 25%.] [Bonus: You have unlocked basic information scan on targets.] Elyndra checked her watch one more time and sighed softly. "I have a meeting in thirty minutes. It was... surprisingly pleasant talking to you, Draven. Most conversations like this end in disappointment." Draven stood up when she did. "Then let us make sure this one does not. Can I have your number? I would like to continue this another time. Maybe over a proper dinner." She hesitated for just a second. Then she took out her phone and handed it to him. "You are bold. I like that. Do not make me regret it." Draven saved his new number in her phone and called himself once so he had hers. He gave the phone back with a steady look. "I do not plan on disappointing you, Elyndra." She picked up her tablet and bag. Before she left, she turned back once. "We will see about that. Enjoy your day, Draven Quill." Draven watched her walk out of the cafe. Her steps stayed graceful and confident. A few men at other tables stared after her, but she did not glance at any of them. He sat back down and finished his coffee. A warm feeling settled in his chest. Not love or anything rushed. Just the satisfaction of a good first step. The system spoke clearly. [Well done, Host. Elyndra Voss is a prime harem candidate. High status, strong personality, exceptional beauty. Continue building attraction and prove your worth. Future rewards will unlock as bonds deepen.] Draven smiled to himself. He stood up, left a generous tip on the table, and walked out to his car. One high-quality woman met. Many more to come. But first, he had unfinished business with Mia and Jax. The system mission still waited. And he felt ready to move on the next part of his revenge. As he drove away, his phone buzzed with a message from an unknown number. It was Elyndra. "Interesting choice of car. Drive safely." Draven laughed softly and replied with one line. "Looking forward to showing you more than just the car." The city felt smaller now. More under his control. The delivery boy from yesterday had truly disappeared. Draven Quill was stepping into his new world, one powerful woman at a time.Latest Chapter
Chapter 170: Revenge Brewing.
Jax turned around. Milo was standing behind him holding a box. "What did you just say?" "Your head, move it. You're blocking the way," Milo complained. Jax looked at the empty space beside him, and then Milo. "Are you blind?" He shot back. Milo paused and looked at the empty space. "Oh, my mistake," he said, scratching his cheeks. Jax shook his head and went on to fix the boxes. Milo placed his box next to him. "You really need to work on your personality." "And you on your face," Jax replied, taking one of the boxes to the top shelf. Milo took hold of his cheeks. "What's wrong with my face?" He asked. "Everything." Milo laughed as he continued hovering around Jax, "well, you're rude." "Then stop talking to me," Jax responded, unable to hide his annoyance. "I would, but you're the only person here who makes work entertaining," Milo answered without batting an eye. "Find a hobby." "Talking to you is my hobby." Jax sighed and picked up another box, he knew he w
Chapter 169: The Moments Jax Humbles
As the years passed, Jax became familiar with the people living around him. He didn't talk much, and he had no reason to befriend anyone.There was an old woman who sold homemade food downstairs. Every morning, before sunrise, she would bring out a small wooden table and place several pots on top of it. Sometimes, Jax would see her halfway.Her knees were bad, so she usually sat on a rusty steel chair. One morning, she struggled to lift one of the pots."Adam," she called, Jax stopped turning slightly to look at the woman."Can you help me with this?" The woman pleaded.Jax looked at the pot, and then he looked at her. "No," he said flatly. The woman frowned, unable to hide her surprise. "No?""I have somewhere to be.""But you stopped," the woman pleaded.Jax looked at her. "Then I guess I'm wasting time," he said quickly before walking past her. The woman shook her head and continued.Jax didn't think about it again. At least, he told himself he didn't. The next morning, she was the
Chapter 168: Jax’s Tragedy
Jax's first job was painting. It happened about ten years ago, only a few weeks after he arrived in the district. With no money, connections, and nobody. Every friend he had called for help had turned him down, and when he tried to pay them a visit, he was turned back by the security guards.He had originally decided he wouldn't be doing manual labor as it was beneath his stature.Because of that, he had spent a few days barely eating anything. Stubborn to the core. But on monday the following week, he was standing outside a small construction site, watching workers carry bags of cement.Should I? Can I? He wondered as he stared quietly at the large building, one of them noticed him. “You looking for work?” A huge man asked.Jax turned.“Yes.”The man looked him up and down. “You know how to paint?”Jax hesitated, unsure of what to say, but then came clean. “No.”The man frowned. “Then what can you do?”Jax didn't know what to say. Back then, he had never needed to think about that
Chapter 167: The Envelope
Draven looked at the file again. "Investigating us?"Sophia nodded. "Yes.""Who?""We don't know yet."Draven turned another page. "What exactly have they been investigating?""Several parts of Quill Empire. Financial records, international investments, shipping operations, and some of our older acquisitions."Draven's expression remained calm."How long?""Three weeks.""And you only found out this morning?""We suspected something was wrong before now, but we didn't have enough evidence to bring it to you."Draven closed the file."Do you know what they're looking for?""No."Sophia paused. "But whoever it is has access to information that shouldn't be available to outsiders," she added.Draven looked at her. "Then find out who they are."Sophia nodded."I already have people looking into it.""Good."Draven pushed the file toward her."Let's keep this quiet for now.""Understood."Sophia picked up the file. "Do you want the others to know?" she asked a bit curious."Not yet."Sophi
Chapter 166: The Sequel Beginning.
Ten years had passed since the fall of Haland Empire. Crestfall City had changed greatly during those ten years. The company that had once been nothing more than Draven's ambitious investment company had grown into Quill Empire. It had expanded into finance, technology, hospitality, shipping, and international trade. Its influence could be found throughout Crestfall City, and the name Quill had become associated with wealth, power, and success. At the center of it all stood the Quill Empire headquarters. Several towers stood together, connected by glass walkways. The Quill insignia stood at the top of the largest tower, visible across the city. A black car stopped in front of the entrance. Draven stepped out, and tall, fierce security guards followed from behind, and several executives were already entering the building. The moment they noticed him, their conversations stopped. "Good morning, sir." "Morning," Draven said with a stern expression, as he walked past them without sl
Chapter 165: The End And A New Beginning.
The news of Haland Empire’s bankruptcy spread through Crestfall before the court officials had even finished filing the final documents.For years, the name Haland had carried a weight that made people lower their voices whenever it was mentioned. It had stood at the center of some of the most powerful industries in Singapore, owned towers that dominated the city skyline, employed thousands of people, controlled companies that stretched across different sectors, and maintained relationships with influential figures who had once treated the empire as though it were untouchable.Now, that same name appeared across newspapers, television screens, financial reports, and online headlines beneath words such as bankruptcy fraud, government fund manipulation, and $10 billion fine.The empire had fallen.And it had fallen publicly.Inside one of Haland Empire’s remaining corporate offices, dozens of employees sat in silence while the official notice concerning the company’s bankruptcy was disp
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