Chapter 129 - ARC 4 {INTERFACE}
Upon getting back home, Zosia immediately threw herself onto the soft couch.
"Let's see what the system has to say," she muttered, summoning the interface with a thought.
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[Name: Nicholas Azet Randall.]
[Age: 25]
[Gender: Male.]
[Status; Healthy.]
[Bloodline: Nil.]
[Occupation: CEO.]
[Reputation: 50 (feared by his men and underworld gang)]
[Affiliation; Randall Family, R-Den, Azet underground boxing ring]
[Personality: Cheerful, Cunning, Loves his Family.]
[Threat Level: Low-Middle.]
[Skills: Draw down to see]
[Remark: A little brother worried about his older brother.]
Looking at the various data and values assigned to each of them, Zosia couldn't help but be lost in thought.
"It seems like each brother has their own company that they handle." Zosia said audibly.
