Chapter 101: Gift
A massive building in the eastern district of Babel was bathed in the light of the setting sun.
It was no longer Titan Tech’s Eastern Branch, but its imposing grandeur remained untouched.
The building’s glass walls reflected the glow of dusk, blazing like an enormous flame.
Dominic Krilov stood before the window of the top-floor executive office, quietly surveying the room steeped in twilight.
In one hand, he held a steaming coffee cup. His other hand stayed buried in his pocket.
“...Looks like it’s finally all cleaned up.”
His low murmur echoed through the empty office.
Just a few days ago, this place had been a battlefield.
Bullet holes had turned the walls into honeycombs. Expensive furniture had been smashed to bits, and the floor was littered with shards of broken glass and concrete debris.
The scars of betrayal had been etched into every corner of the building.
But now it was different.
New furniture had been arranged. The walls had been immaculately repaired. The floor gleamed like a mirror.