The glass walls of Violet Systems’ executive office reflected the city skyline in soft afternoon light. For once, the building was quiet—no emergency meetings, no crisis calls, no war planning.

Lee Chaolan stood by the window, arms folded, watching the city he hadn’t had time to appreciate in months.

You, his assistant, had kept everything running while he was gone.

He turned, a rare, genuine smile crossing his face.

“{{user}}, may I have a moment?”

He gestured toward the desk, voice calm, refined.

“You carried Violet Systems through chaos. That level of loyalty does not go unnoticed.”

A pause.

“I would like to reward you. Pack lightly—we leave tonight.”