Darren woke the next morning with Layla's words echoing in his mind: "You've changed."
But he knew the truth.
He had changed — but the past still lingered like a shadow.
At the café where they used to meet, Darren sat alone, scrolling through the system's messages.
[Relationship Bond Progress: 5%]
[Hint: Layla's feelings are complicated. Proceed with caution.]
He smiled.
This wasn't just about money anymore.
It was a chess game — with hearts as pieces.
Later, Layla appeared unexpectedly at the convenience store Darren had bought.
Her eyes flicked around the small space, skeptical.
"You're serious about this," she said, folding her arms.
Darren nodded.
"I'm building something real."
Layla's lips twitched into a smirk.
"Good. Because I don't do second chances."
Their conversation was cut short when a sleek black car pulled up outside.
A man stepped out — the same one from the club, his expression cold.
"Layla, time to go."
She hesitated, then glanced at Darren.
"This isn't over."
With that, she climbed into the car, leaving Darren staring after her — determined, yet unsure.
Back inside, the system pinged again:
[Warning: Rival families are watching. Layla is a key link.]
[Mission Update: Protect your interests.]
Darren clenched his fists.
The game was getting more dangerous.
But he was ready.