Chapter 36 – I’m back

The question tugged at the corner of Seraphine’s lips, drawing out a slow, knowing smirk, but she didn’t answer. She let the silence linger, thick and deliberate, watching it do its work.

Corvine shifted beside her, unease crawling up his spine. He hated when she went quiet like that. "What do you intend to do to her?" he pressed.

A scoff escaped Seraphine before she could restrain it, sharp and full of disdain. "Daisy likes games," she said nonchalantly. "So I’ll give her exactly what she wants." Her eyes gleamed. "Just not yet."

She leaned back, folding her arms. "First, I have to give Voren what I promised him before his twenty-four hours run out."

Corvine didn’t ask what that meant. He was learning that when Seraphine spoke in measured tones, consequences followed.

Before heading home, she asked him to drive her to an IT market. The request surprised him, but he didn’t question it.

He watched as she moved from stall to stall with unsettling confidence, picking out components with the precision of someone who knew exactly what she needed. Laptops, encrypted drives, networking tools, things Corvine only vaguely understood.

Later, curiosity got the better of him. He discreetly googled the items she’d purchased, his brows lifting higher with each search. "How do you even know how to use all that?" he asked finally.

Seraphine glanced at him and winked. "There’s a lot you don’t know about me, Corvine." Her voice softened just slightly. "And you’ll see how I get back every cent your parents lost because of me."

didn’t want repayment, not like this, and not at all. But what unsettled him more

could stare down someone like Voren without blinking. The answer

place meant for rest. Screens glowed against the dark walls, cables snaked across the floor, and the hum of machines filled the air. It was

that was when it truly sank in. Seraphine wasn’t reckless with her words, and neither

his voice

company stocks," she said calmly. "And monitor the news

himself, but he nodded and did as

into the phone. "And my minimum

no idea who she was talking to, or what world she had just stepped back into, but

He turned, drawn by instinct, and watched her fingers fly across the keyboard, fluid, relentless, as if the machine was merely an extension

something that made his chest tighten

labored through the night, and at some point, exhaustion dragged him under. When he woke hours later,

was still there, same position, and same focus. She hadn’t slept, hadn’t moved. One hand danced over the keyboard while the other held her phone to her ear, her voice

took a sip and murmured a soft thank you without once

then relentlessly. His eyes

he said slowly. "But... there’s news about Ashkael Holdings." He swallowed. "Clients can’t access their apps, and people are starting to panic.

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