Right now, the hottest news in New York was the successful return of billionaire Tony Stark, who had been missing for months.
His tale of escaping death was spreading far and wide, and countless reporters wanted to interview this legendary figure up close.
But every one of them was turned away by the people around Stark.
That added an air of mystery to Tony, who had always been a familiar face in newspapers and on camera.
After all, the beautiful women on fashion magazine covers had all performed astonishing dances in Playboy Tony Stark's bed.
But Tony truly had no interest in looking at those mediocre beauties now, much less wasting time on romance and pleasure.
With the genius mind that had gotten him into MIT at fourteen, he could clearly understand several highly representative phrases.
Out of the tiger's mouth and into the wolf's den, and the magpie occupying the nest.
Damn it, those monsters he had encountered in the Middle Eastern desert had actually moved into his home, though they had nowhere else to go.
But that feeling of being unable to resist was what Tony hated most, hated so much it made him want to grind his teeth to pieces.
Everything he had been proud of had shattered.
The Playboy world he had spent years building had completely fallen apart. Strength was what mattered most; the world was a place where the strong devoured the weak.
He recalled everything he had experienced while imprisoned by those terrorists, as well as Ho Yinsen, the scientist who had given his life to protect him. That man had saved his life.
Tony had lacked his father's companionship from childhood. He was rebellious by nature, and his brilliant mind had given him even more reason to be arrogant.
But during that