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"The owner is a Madame Genevieve Leclair in Marseille. She’s the widow of the geologist." "Buy the mine today. Buy it through a Thorne subsidiary so Marcus doesn't see it." Mavric looked at her, then back at the data. He was a man who prided himself on knowing every asset in the world. And yet, his wife had just found a billion-dollar mine from a library chair. "How did you find this?" Mavric asked, his voice low and intense. "I told you, Mavric. I speak the language of the honest." "The data doesn't lie. Only people do."

I’m sure as a pack they have many a battle of wills and lots of spats. “She knows who we are, don’t you, Amiga? She has Cole’s memories and I’m sure she knows how to access them.” Meadow strolls in front of me, heels clicking on the hardwood floor, her eyes wandering over me as she takes me all in without caring how uncomfortable it’s making me. Devouring my appearance with a critical eye.

Do you have any idea what's that chest? "Hmm... I don't know. I don't know anything about chests except the one at the top of the mountain and mine." (So a mystery a chest, huh...) "Sound like a gacha game, right?" (Haha, At least at the gacha games you know what kind of thing you are going to get.) "Hahaha... Just shut up and go take a step already!" Being urged by Imuthis, Mike takes the first step into the new territory. ------------------------------

"HRF? That crappy armor system the bean counters at the office love so much? Wow, your cousin should win an award for using such a cheap material to make such a cool looking mech. No wonder it carries such a huge shield." Once Melinda finished her purchase, the pair exited the store and they walked back to the central plaza where they could transfer to different areas. "Give me 15 minutes so I can get the hang of my new mech. Let's head into a match after that, okay?" "Sure, Melly. I need to go through my mech stable and make sure my mechs are still configured right. I haven't played in ages, after all. What game mode do you want to queue up for? I vote for the 2v2 Arena."

I am finally off and almost home. My feet are killing me. We got slammed at lunchtime and could barely keep up with everyone. When I finally reach my door, I am so happy that I almost didn't notice the paper stuck to it. I pull it off and on the front is the Alpha seal. Ugh, please don't be what I think this is. I am not that lucky. Every unmated pack member must be at the mating ball tomorrow night, no exceptions. Why me? I say as I enter my house and plop down on the couch. Then my phone starts ringing. I pull it out of my pocket and see that it is the diner. I answer, praying they don't need me to return for anything.

I didn't know about that. "Oh, and he is still alive right?" "Yes although we forsake him in a dungeon. We should get going if we want to know anything," he said and turned to leave. I smiled at the attendant there before leaving with Tyson. ******************* Tyson's Pov We got to the elevator and went downstairs to the dungeon. It was a private room below the house, I had noticed when I bought the house. I had dumped it at first since I didn't know what to do with it. It was now my dungeon.

Evelyn looked at me, seeing my reaction. “You will get used to it, she told me calmly. I giggled softly. No way am I getting used to it. And I wasn’t. How can anyone get used to something like this? “This mansion is… stunning.” I said, gazing all around me. It belongs to Mr. Valois, Evelyn said, with a small smile on her face. So, that was his name, Mr. Valois. Mr. Valois is not here at the moment, she explained. He left for his work. Later tonight, you’ll meet him.”

I open the bag. A key glints in my palm. Old-fashioned, heavy, not a practical key at all—one of those glossy, romantic replicas, long neck, ornate head cut into a heart if you tilt it, into a blade if you don't. A tiny metal tag hangs from black thread: MINE on one side, TO KEEP on the other. The room tilts. Sound drops out to a pinpoint. The kettle clicks in the kitchen; I'd forgotten I'd put it back on. My phone buzzes with a calendar ping. The spreadsheet waits on my screen.

The System announced, "Your mission is complete. You can return now. "Shane will disappear for eternity, and never be reborn." A happiness I had never felt before surged through me, and I rushed back to Eugene's home as quickly as I could. It had only been a few hours, but it felt like an eternity. Eugene was speaking with his dog.