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"Derren McCoy," Naya said calmly.

Caleb didn't react at first. The name sounded oddly familiar, but for some reason, he couldn't place where he'd heard it before.

It only took a few moments for it to click.

'Fuck—the McCoy family?!' Caleb's eyes widened in realization.

"You mean the royal family?" he asked in surprise.

"Indeed, but not all of them… I'm talking about Derren in particular."

Caleb was stunned.

Ever since he came to this different timeline, he noticed something peculiar—everyone he met or interacted with usually looked the same as before, had similar personalities, maybe with slight changes.

The real differences came from their businesses, the lives they led, or the fact that they had become cardholders somewhere along the way.

But this… this was different.

He was shocked because, in both his memories—his past life and this Cardholder timeline—Derren McCoy had kept the exact same position.

Exactly the same as before.

"If luck was a skill, that guy must've maxed it out…" Caleb muttered under his breath, still processing the thought.

"Huh?" Naya looked at him, surprised by the sudden, strange comment.

'Fuck! I slipped,' Caleb panicked, realizing he'd spoken aloud.

Luckily, Naya didn't seem to have caught his words clearly. A wave of relief washed over him.

"No, I was just saying… people born with a golden spoon—must have incredible luck," Caleb replied smoothly, masking his slip.

But even as he said it, a troubling thought flickered in his mind.

'What would happen if any of the cardholders found out I'm from a different timeline?'

He pushed the thought aside, focusing back on Derren…

He had expected that even if Derren managed to maintain his wealth, at best, he would still be influential—but not royalty. Yet, that wasn't the case at all.

Naya's voice pulled him back to reality.

"I know… Sometimes it feels like they're just born that way, in every world," she said softly. "And then it makes you wonder if these cards were truly blessings… Could we have attained this level of wealth without them? Or would we be stuck in the same place?"

Her tone carried a quiet curiosity, as if Caleb's earlier question had unearthed something that had been buried deep within her thoughts.

Like everyone else, she had her doubts. What if? What if she had never accepted the card? Was it all a farce? Had she been deceived from the start? There was always the possibility that she might have become rich without it. So what was the point of trading something so precious for it?

Caleb was silent for a moment, lost in thought. Then, almost without realizing, the words slipped out.

"Time flows differently for everyone," he said quietly.

His own words struck something deep inside him. Time flows differently for everyone…

Julia's face flashed in his mind, but before he could dwell on it, Naya's voice pulled him back.

"Well," she began, "Derren, as far as I know, has more influence than Diego when it comes to government-related issues. I believe they'll pay more respect to royalty than an entrepreneur. Besides, the McCoy family is incredibly powerful—they could be likened to the very founders of civilization in this country. They definitely have numerous family members holding key positions in government.

"I happened to get in contact with Derren in the past," she continued calmly. "I feel he could be of help."

Caleb thought for a moment, a glimmer of hope igniting in his eyes.

"Can you contact him? I could arrange a proper meeting with him. At least X has no idea what we're planning at the moment," he said steadily, his voice firm but laced with urgency.

"Yes, I can. But the issue is whether he'll be willing to help us," Naya replied, her voice calm but laced with caution. "I mean, going up against Diego… It might not be much for someone like him, but he definitely won't do it just for the fun of it."

"Yeah, you're right…" Caleb said thoughtfully.

'I have only a few days left before the system's countdown hits zero… I have to get Eldora to complete our deal. Which means I need to deal with Diego—fast. But will Derren be an easy guy?'

In the end, he knew how business worked—it all came down to leverage. What could he offer Derren to get his support?

A man like Derren wouldn't move without something substantial on the table. He'd want profit. Influence. Something that gave him an edge.

And thinking about it now, Caleb couldn't find anything that would truly interest someone like him.

But he wasn't about to give up.

'Not yet… I'll figure out something,' Caleb told himself.

Turning to Naya, he spoke firmly. "Can you arrange a meeting with him? Tomorrow. Noon. We'll go see him."

Naya folded her arms, a sharp glint flashing in her eyes. "I've got his business card—and this is the first time I'll ever use it. Hmph, you'd better make something out of this opportunity."

Caleb didn't flinch. He held her gaze and let a smirk curve his lips.

"If I can't… I'll just make something out of you then," he said, his tone dripping with playful seduction.

The effect wasn't what he expected. Yes, her face flushed a deep crimson, but—

"Pervert!" she snapped, her voice trembling slightly despite her cold tone. "If you waste my one shot with Derren, you'll have more than Diego to worry about!"

She huffed and spun on her heel, bolting out of the kitchen with quick, sharp steps.

Caleb chuckled under his breath, watching her retreat. "Yeah! And if I win, you'll really have to worry about me!" he called after her, catching the red creeping all the way to her ears.

"Heh… still as cute as always," he murmured, his smirk softening briefly before his eyes shifted toward Helene's room.

"Now… time to interrogate the quiet one," he muttered, his tone turning colder. "I can't live under the same roof with my ex and suspect nothing. An ex in a different timeline… is still an ex."