Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Ray looked down at the endless stream of cars passing below. The Aron Group's headquarters was the tallest building in the city, towering over everything except for one—Valhale Group's skyscraper. From his vantage point on the 40th floor, he could see almost everything, the city stretching out beneath him like a miniature world.
But Ray wasn't looking at the city. His gaze was locked onto a much smaller building, positioned just across from the Valhale headquarters. His deep blue eyes shimmered faintly, the telltale sign of his power activating. With just a subtle adjustment, his vision sharpened, zooming in on the rooftop where he spotted movement.
There she was.
A girl, surrounded by multiple opponents, fighting with an ease that almost looked effortless. He didn't need a second glance to recognize her. Of course. His foolish wife.
