At Stark Industries…
A streak of lightning shot through the office before collapsing into Ethan's figure as he landed neatly on the chair behind his desk.
The chair spun around before gradually coming to a stop as he let out a weary sigh.
Isabella sat across the desk, and looked up from the paperwork she had been reviewing.
She had made it a habit of occupying her husband's chair whenever she came to work, mostly because Ethan was always at the workshop with Lucy. Besides, she liked how comfortable his seat was.
"Babe, one of these days you're going to overload the company's power grid." Isabella said with a helpless sigh.
She was referring to his habit of moving through the building's electrical currents whenever he used the Aspect of Charge to travel.
Ethan gave a tired chuckle but said nothing.
She immediately noticed the expression on his face and stopped writing. She slipped off her glasses and set them on the table.
