Finally, the much-anticipated night had arrived. The gala dinner, hosted by important colleagues, was now within reach. Arren and Leon arrived at the event venue in the capital city of Canadak, dressed meticulously in their outfits. The couple looked radiant that evening. The trained servers, who had previously prepared everything in the mansion, were shocked and proud to have played a part in the remarkable transformation of Mrs. Arren.The multipurpose hall at a luxury hotel, rented by the Mayor, was filled with opulent decorations and beautiful flower arrangements. This wedding anniversary celebration had been prepared lavishly. The venue had been transformed into an extraordinary celebration space. Glittering crystal lights adorned the ceiling, creating a warm and elegant atmosphere.The guests were welcomed with a sparkling red carpet at the entrance. They arrived wearing their finest outfits, in line with the party's theme, "A Night in the Palace." Lords and ladies looked dazzli

(Three Nights Ago)The Oldtown Alley in the capital city was shrouded in the darkness of the night, with the dim moon failing to illuminate the increasingly obscure sky.Inside the headquarters of the X merchants, a mysterious girl sat in silence with her eyes focused on her computer screen.With intense concentration, her fingers danced gracefully across the keyboard, generating lines of code that darkened the screen before her.Several times, she typed commands skillfully but had yet to achieve the optimal outcome of their efforts."Damn it!" she muttered in frustration, the girl being a seasoned hacker preparing for her cyber attack.Usually, she always succeeded in accomplishing her tasks, but this time, the job seemed exceedingly challenging due to the complex security system."I will break this sturdy security system," she mumbled, annoyed and determined. Her voice was conviction-filled, like a dark magic filling the silence.There were peaceful sounds behind the fast keyboard. H

Arren felt shocked and shaken by the tragic scene before her. Two people had become lifeless bodies, and now, only she and Clark remained as the survivors.Clark checked the two deceased victims to ensure they were indeed dead. Once sure, he extended his hand to help Arren to her feet.Arren sat there trembling, her body shaking from the overwhelming panic she couldn't contain."A-are they all dead?" she asked to confirm."Yes, you're right. Stay strong, Arren. We didn't have a choice," Clark said coldly, as though he'd witnessed many corpses like this before."You're wearing a mask?" Arren suddenly noticed Clark's mysterious appearance."Isn't this my uniform, Miss?" Clark responded with a hint of playfulness.However, he felt relieved because the two killers who had been killed by him earlier couldn't recognize him thanks to the masked uniform Leon had insisted on earlier."Yes, you're right," Arren said, a little relieved. Slowly, she began to calm down. Arren was able to start movi

Arren and Leon finally returned to the mansion after a stressful day.Their arrival was welcomed by loyal servants who were relieved to see them safe.Warmth and relief filled the atmosphere inside the grand mansion. Arren and Leon could finally rest in peace.Arren appeared to be sound asleep in Leon's embrace. Her husband gently carried her to the bed, carefully laying her down. He had already removed her clothes and shoes.Arren looked comfortable, though she hadn't cleaned herself yet. She continued to sleep, although she woke up briefly."No one will hurt you again, Arren. I'm here for you," Leon said softly, embracing her with love.Leon then fell asleep beside Arren, relieved. He vowed never to let Arren go through something like this again.Leon also swore to deal firmly and coldly with the traitor who had harmed his family the next day."Bring her here!" Leon ordered the head of security."Very well, Sir!" The burly man immediately went to the west pavilion, where Vennina was.

Clark smiled slyly, knowing that Vennina would ultimately have to comply, even without an agreement. But he realized that making a deal would be more advantageous than confronting her head-on. Clark decided to offer a fair reward. "Don't you miss your freedom, Vennina?" Vennina fell silent momentarily, her eyes trying to decipher Clark's unpredictable expression. She had to find out if she could truly trust this man. "How can I know that you'll keep your promise?" Vennina pressed with a skeptical tone. Clark laughed with a cutting, sarcastic tone. After mocking Vennina to his satisfaction, he again stared at her with a demeaning expression. How could a prisoner like her doubt an offer of freedom like this? "You have no choice, Vennina. I can reveal all your secrets if you reject my offer. Isn't this the best opportunity you've ever had?" Vennina felt trapped. Clark's words were irrefutable. She realized how dangerous this man was. However, she still wanted to try negotiating fo