Jason stayed at the Villa for two full days.
It wasn't complicated—Charlotte was his newest romance, and her presence was intoxicating in a way that lingered. Time slipped by quietly, the river outside reflecting light like liquid silver.
Outside the gated entrance, Wanda and Molly waited.
They waited for two days.
Jason and Charlotte never appeared—not even once.
Instead, they watched a different kind of procession: Olivia arriving with household staff, professional nannies, gardeners, private chefs, and a full-time butler team. Everything was arranged with flawless precision, the villa settling into a rhythm that screamed permanence rather than a temporary stay.
Wanda and Molly were consumed by envy.
Living there wasn't just about luxury—it was about being taken care of. The view, the silence, the service. The kind of life where worries were handled before they ever reached you.
Wanda's thoughts drifted somewhere else too.
If Jason hadn't left the villa for two days, it wasn't hard to guess why.
A man like that—powerful, confident, decisive—would never be inexperienced in intimacy. The thought alone made her breath tighten.
Molly finally sighed. "Wanda… I get it. I really do. If you could become Jason's woman, your life would change overnight. But camping here won't help. Let's leave and wait for another chance."
Wanda shook her head. "That's exactly why we can't wait. He already has too many women around him. And he picked up a beauty like Charlotte in one night—right in front of everyone. Opportunities like this don't come twice. If we miss it, the line behind us could wrap around the entire city."
Before Molly could reply, a low, rhythmic thrum rolled across the sky.
They both looked up.
A helicopter descended smoothly toward the villa.
Their eyes widened.
A private helipad.
Less than ten minutes later, the helicopter lifted off again.
Wanda pulled out her phone, zooming in desperately.
It was Jason.
Her heart sank.
Two days of waiting—only for him to leave by helicopter.
Ten minutes later, the aircraft touched down on a discreet private pad.
A female driver-bodyguard was already waiting.
Recently, Jason had expanded his security detail—two male and two female driver-guards—especially for picking up the women close to him.
Standing near the landing area was Julia.
She had clearly dressed with care.
A soft knit sweater layered over a plaid shirt, a fitted long skirt, and her hair flowing naturally down her back. No jewelry. No makeup. Nothing excessive.
She looked clean, gentle—almost unreal. As if the noise of the world couldn't cling to her.
When Jason stepped toward her, he took her hand naturally.
"Helicopter tour of the city today," he said with a smile. "Are you scared?"
Julia shook her head, smiling back. "Not if you're with me."
Her hand was warm and delicate in his. Smoother than before.
Jason noticed it immediately.
She hadn't been juggling part-time jobs lately. No late nights, no constant pressure. Her skin looked healthier—brighter, softer. Even her face seemed more radiant.
Maybe it was rest.
Maybe it was love.
Either way, as the helicopter doors closed and the city stretched out beneath them, Jason knew one thing clearly—
Some connections didn't need urgency or strategy.
They simply fit.
Jason's heart skipped—just slightly.
He opened Julia's status panel again to confirm it.
Appearance: 9.1 → 9.2
It wasn't an illusion.
Her features hadn't changed in any dramatic way, yet something about her was undeniably different. Her skin looked clearer, her expression softer, and there was a calm radiance around her that hadn't been there before.
Jason reached out almost unconsciously and gently pinched her cheek.
Julia flushed, a faint pink spreading across her face, but she didn't dodge or protest. Instead, she looked up at him and said softly,"With you here, I'm not scared."
Jason smiled.
"Then let's go. Today, I'll show you the entire city."
He helped her onto the helicopter.
The rotor blades roared, and the helicopter lifted smoothly into the sky.
From above, Bay City unfolded like a living map—rivers cutting through clusters of glass towers, highways weaving like silver threads, and distant neighborhoods fading into soft greens and blues.
Julia wasn't used to helicopters. At first, her fingers tightened slightly around Jason's hand.
But Jason stayed relaxed, gently rubbing the back of her hand with his thumb as he spoke to her—about the city's coastline, its history, the old districts and the new financial centers. His voice was steady and calm, and before she realized it, Julia had relaxed completely.
Her affection level was already at its peak, yet in moments like this, she still felt as though she was falling for him all over again.
Jason himself wasn't worried in the slightest.
The unused skill book was still there.
If something went wrong at high altitude, he could instantly master parachuting. The helicopter was already equipped with emergency gear. But since nothing was happening, the skill book remained untouched—an ace kept in reserve.
Infinite possibilities were always better than one premature choice.
At the same time, Jason quietly activated the Spirit Gathering Array.
The main array and its linked sub-arrays synchronized, and detection began.
He hadn't chosen a helicopter just for sightseeing.
Back in other cities he had tried detecting spiritual energy during fashion events, annual meetings, and cultural gatherings. Every time, the readings were disappointing. None of those places exceeded a concentration of 1.0.
This time, he intended to scan this City thoroughly.
The Spirit Gathering Mother Array had already begun subtly enhancing his body—slowly but permanently. Compared to the explosive effects of serum, this method was gentler but far more stable.
It also came with an unexpected side benefit:a natural increase in spiritual energy density around him, subtly amplifying attraction on a physiological level.
Jason considered this extremely efficient.
If one main array was slow, then the solution was obvious—set up more sub-arrays.
Each additional sub-array doubled the effect.
If he could establish a second Spirit Gathering Sub-Array in Bay City, the location would naturally become Julia's residence.
A home built on spiritual energy—a place they chose together.
System notifications began to sound in succession:
Spiritual Energy Concentration: 0.20 — Not recommended0.25 — Not recommended0.30 — Not recommended
They flew from the eastern districts to the western edge of the city.
Nothing.
South to north—still nothing.
Then, as the helicopter approached the coast, the numbers changed.
0.560.690.78
Jason's eyes sharpened.
But just as quickly, the readings dropped again.
0.650.57
"Turn back," Jason said calmly."And descend."
The pilot complied immediately.
As the helicopter turned and lost altitude, the readings climbed again—faster this time.
Jason didn't hesitate."Find a nearby helipad. Land."
Minutes later, they were on the ground.
Jason took Julia's hand and led her forward, following the invisible pull of rising spiritual energy. The air felt different—cleaner, lighter, carrying a faint scent of salt.
They walked until the view opened suddenly.
Before them stretched a seaside, the ocean curving around it like an embrace. Waves rolled in gently, sunlight glittering across the water.
Julia stopped, stunned.
"This place is beautiful…"
Jason looked at the system reading one last time.
The number hovered, steady and promising.
A quiet smile appeared on his face.
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