Gwen froze for a moment, staring at the security monitor. She didn’t recall inviting anyone over, and her instincts immediately went on high alert. Turning to Wong, she whispered, "Someone’s at the door. Hide."
Wong nodded. Without hesitation, She darted toward the panic room in the corner of the house. Gwen watched as Wong slipped inside and secured the heavy door behind her.
Returning to the security feed, Gwen sized up the unexpected visitor. A young Asian man, perhaps a teenager, stood casually at the front door, hands in his pockets, waiting patiently. He didn’t appear threatening, but something about him felt off.
Pressing the intercom button, Gwen asked, "Who are you?"
The young man smiled and gave a small wave to the camera. "My name is Carn, and I’m Wong Yunho’s son, ma’am. Is my mother here?"
Gwen raised an eyebrow, momentarily taken aback. Wong had described her son as an attractive chad-like eighteen-year-old man with a confident air. But the person on the monitor didn’t fit the description.
This young man looked like a polished idol straight out of a K-Pop music video. He was undeniably handsome, but his frame and shorter stature were unexpected. In addition, his clean flawless smooth skin allured her eyes.
He looked tasty.
Gwen shook away the thought as she had no time for daydreaming fantasy. Peering beyond him, Gwen noted the absence of any vehicle or company. He was completely alone, standing in the darkened street.
"Wait there," Gwen ordered through the intercom.
"Okay."
Hurrying back to the panic room, Gwen knocked on the door and called out softly, "Wong, it’s your son. Or at least, he says he is."
The mention of her son brought Wong out of the panic room. She followed Gwen to the security feed, and she inspected the visitor. When her gaze landed on his face, her expression softened.
"That’s him," Wong said with a trembling voice. She was relieved to see Carn again.
"Are you sure?" Gwen was still skeptical.
"Yes, that’s my Carn."
Satisfied with Wong’s assurance, Gwen unlocked the door. Opening it, she found herself face-to-face with Carn for the first time.
To her surprise, they were the same height. Meeting his eyes, she couldn’t help but notice how striking they were—like something out of a dream. His face, so refined and flawless, made her feel strangely at ease.
"C-Come inside," Gwen’s voice cracked. For some reason, she got nervous and blurted out randomly, "N-No pun intended."
"...Okay?" Carn blinked, tilting his head.
Gwen stepped aside, and Wong appeared in the doorway. The moment mother and son saw each other, they embraced, celebrating their safe reunion.
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Stepping inside, Carn instinctively removed his shoes and glanced around for a place to leave them. But there was no designated area for footwear.
His mother quickly noticed Carn’s awkward action. She laughed at him.
"This a white woman’s house. Keep your shoes on, lah."
Gwen widened her eyes at the racist remark, but she also laughed because of Wong’s thick accent and unexpectedly broken English.
Gwen stopped being nervous and chimed in, "The floor is mostly marble. Your feet will get cold if you walk around barefoot. Walking around with socks is also dangerous since it’s slippery."
"Oh," Carn muttered, sliding his shoes back on.
They moved to the living room, where Gwen gestured for Carn to sit. Once everyone was settled, they introduced each other. Gwen and Carn shook hands.
Gwen and Carn quickly noticed that their palms were full of calluses. Both raised an eyebrow and muttered in unison.
"You worked hard, ma’am."
"You’re a hardworking man."
They paused. After a moment of awkwardness, they inwardly grinned and let go of each other hand, pretending that nothing had happened. But in reality, they respected each other.
Gwen kept staring at Carn’s face and fair skin. She wondered if he was interested in older women, but she quickly abandoned the thought.
Wong broke the silence. She demanded to know what Carn had done.
"What did you do this time? Why did you piss the ECD?"
Carn glanced at Gwen, wondering if he should reveal his secret in front of a stranger. However, Wong assured him.
"You can trust her."
Carn nodded. Since his mother vouched for the lady, he explained.
"It’s a long story. What I’m about to tell you will sound absurd—like something out of a fantasy novel. But it’s real. Just bear with me."
Wong crossed her arms, raising an eyebrow. "As long as you’re not an impostor, I’m listening."
For the next twenty minutes, Carn recounted everything, including his previous life, the powers he had regained, and the chaotic events at the ECD facility.
When he finished, Gwen stared at him in disbelief. Indeed, as Carn had warned them, the story was too bizarre. Still, considering that magic and aliens existed in this world, she couldn’t argue that reincarnation was impossible.
On the other hand, Wong brightly smiled and nodded in approval.
"A demon king in a previous life, very standard, acceptable!"
Carn and Gwen gave Wong a weird look and inwardly chuckled, laughing at her stereotypical Asian mom behavior. But Wong’s next words aroused something different.
"But if you had power, why haven’t we won a lottery yet?!"
Gwen looked at Carn, inspired and curious. She also had the same question in mind, and she wondered if Carn could predict the future.
Carn rolled his eyes, "I just regained my power not too long ago, about the day I got involved with a robber incident at a gas station, remember?"
"Oh… I see. Then," Wong got to the point. "Can you win the lottery now?"
"If I want to, yes."
Wong proudly nodded while Gwen dropped her jaw, staring at the mother and son. Both women flipped their phones and inspected the lottery websites, checking the current jackpot prize.
"Anyway," Carn controlled the conversation before the women got too deep into the subject. Now that he confirmed that his mother was safe, he thought of his father, Han. "Where’s father? Can you contact him?"
Wong’s expression turned dark. She shook her head, "He doesn’t pick up the phone. I think he’s gone."
Carn closed his eyes and sighed deeply. He admitted that Han was the most vulnerable target among them. As he worked for both the FBI and ECD, the authority might have already secured Han.
Unfortunately, before Carn could inquire more about his father’s job, Wong and Gwen found a different lottery website and showed them to him. They asked in unison.
"What’s the winning lottery numbers?!"
"…"
Carn stared at the two. Somehow, they had the same air when they talked about money.