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CHAPTER 48

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​The humming text on the primary terminal—written in the distinct, archaic cursive encryption font that Arthur Vance had exclusively utilized for his private diaries before his scheduled execution nineteen years ago—seemed to burn directly into Vivian's retinas. The blinding crimson glow of the neural core vault washed over her, reflecting off the glass tank where Garrett Cross’s digital consciousness was now compressed into a tight, frantic spiral of trapped pixels.

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  • My Lover Drowned Me For Greed: I'm Back To Make Him Suffer    CHAPTER 64

    THUD.​Leo slammed his entire weight against the brass gas routing levers, locking the secondary emergency manifolds into reverse alignment.​DING.​PRIMARY EXHAUST FANS: REVERSED.NITROGEN BACK-PRESSURE PURGE: ENGAGED.TARGETING INTERFACE: UPPER SEISMIC SHAFTS.​A deafening, earth-shattering shriek of supercooled, highly pressurized liquid nitrogen vapor exploded backward through the vault’s primary ventilation shafts, screaming upward through the two hundred feet of bedrock straight into the live, friction-heated drill holes of the Capital Frontier Division.​The physical reaction on the surface was instantaneous and apocalyptic.​The moment the extreme minus one-hundred-and-ninety-six-degree nitrogen vapor struck the white-hot, spinning diamond core bits of the heavy seismic drills, the immediate thermal shock warped the high-tensile steel shafts beyond their structural limits. A series of massive, deep-earth explosions reverberated through the cavern roof as all three multi-ton se

  • My Lover Drowned Me For Greed: I'm Back To Make Him Suffer    CHAPTER 63

    The crimson vital indicators on VANGUARD-01 had barely stabilized into a steady, rhythmic blue before the mechanical peace of the vault was shattered once again.​Vivian remained anchored within Julian’s fierce, protective embrace, the burning heat of his massive chest acting as a direct shield against the freezing nitrogen dust still settling around her boots. Her fingers were still chilled to a pale numbness, but her breath was steady. Beside them, Leo let out a ragged sigh of relief, leaning his entire weight against the heavy manual iron wheel at the base of the framework.​"Sovereign! Look at the secondary terminal arrays!" Leo’s voice suddenly broke from the upper command platform, his tone fracturing into an immediate tactical panic that caused Julian’s grip around Vivian’s waist to tighten instantly.​The primitive monochrome monitors lining the vault walls didn't display the successful stabilization data for long. Instead, the central interface let out a series of three sharp

  • My Lover Drowned Me For Greed: I'm Back To Make Him Suffer    CHAPTER 62

    ​The digital alarm on the primary console let out an unyielding, high-frequency scream that sliced through the heavy, ozone-slicked air of Vault 03. Inside the massive, frosted cylinder of VANGUARD-01, the digital telemetry readouts were decaying at an apocalyptic rate.​CORE TEMPERATURE: -42°C... -38°C... -34°C...CRITICAL STABILIZATION WINDOW: 38 SECONDS.​The localized liquid nitrogen fracture was emitting a dense, freezing white plume of vapor that hissed violently against the steel housing of the preservation pod. On the command deck, the remaining rogue Cross guards lay incapacitated on the damp iron floor, their weapons thoroughly neutralized by Vivian’s siphon maneuver. But the immediate battlefield victory mattered nothing against the biological doom clock ticking down inside the glass.​"Vivian, the manual injection valve is completely unshielded!" Evelyn cried out, her fingers flying over her tablet as she pulled up the pod's emergency mechanical layouts. "The secondary man

  • My Lover Drowned Me For Greed: I'm Back To Make Him Suffer    CHAPTER 61

    ​The raw, choking smell of unrefined petroleum and pressurized methane surged through the floor vents, instantly mingling with the freezing sub-zero drafts of Vault 03. Across the dark staging bay, the thick crimson fluid bubbled up relentlessly, staining the pristine white thermal uniforms of the rogue Cross guards as it crept over the iron floorboards like an encroaching, sluggish tide.​"Keep your distance!" the Cross remnant screamed, his fingers trembling violently as they hovered over the manual detonator switch. His face was slick with sweat despite the biting cold, his eyes darting frantically from the pitch-black, flooding drainage vents behind him to the monstrous, heavily built form of Julian advancing through the open bulkhead. "I swear to God, Julian, if your shadow touches this platform, I'll depress the trigger! The coolant line will explode, and this entire vault will become a localized vacuum chamber. Your father will freeze into solid glass before his heart can beat

  • My Lover Drowned Me For Greed: I'm Back To Make Him Suffer    CHAPTER 60

    ​The heavy steel bulkhead of Armored Isolation Vault 03 thrummed with a low, menacing vibration that rattled the rusted floor grating beneath Vivian’s boots. On the severed terminal screen, the manual override signature of Commander Garrett Cross’s rogue son blinked like a toxic green scar.​TIME REMAINING: 21 MINUTES, 48 SECONDS.​Behind the thick, reinforced inspection glass of the vault’s auxiliary wall, the automated magnesium lines were already beginning to hiss. A dull, ominous orange glow pulsed deep within the cryogenic fluid tubes, signaling the first stage of the thermal sterilization sequence. If those lines fully pressurized, the cryogenic chambers holding Julian's father and the old vanguard elite would be transformed into an incandescent furnace.​"The bastard didn't just lock the system from the inside," Leo spat, his face pale as he directed his tactical flashlight into the exposed side of the vault's terminal housing. The beam illuminated a chaotic mess of melted copp

  • My Lover Drowned Me For Greed: I'm Back To Make Him Suffer    CHAPTER 59

    The flickering monochrome green text on the pre-war monitor seemed to bleed into the stagnant darkness of the subterranean corridor.​WARNING: ARMORED ISOLATION VAULT 03 HAS COMMENCED AUTOMATED EMERGENCY PURGE PROTOCOLS. TIME REMAINING: 34 MINUTES, 12 SECONDS.​The sharp, rhythmic death-whistle of the terminal interface was the only sound cutting through the heavy mist of sulfur and oxidized iron. Beside the console, the massive bundle of severed hydraulic lines hung from the overhead steel trusses like dead vines, dripping freezing condensation onto the iron floorboards with a slow, agonizing tap... tap... tap.​Julian’s breath rolled past Vivian’s cheek in a thick, ragged cloud of white vapor. His large, calloused hand remained locked around her waist with an unyielding, territorial intensity, his thick fingers pressing through the heavy fabric of her fur-lined tactical cloak as if to physically anchor her soul against the ticking clock. His gray eyes stared unblinkingly at the gree

  • My Lover Drowned Me For Greed: I'm Back To Make Him Suffer    CHAPTER 22

    ​The steel hull of the maintenance boat scraped against the launch bay's buffer tires as the automated gate slammed shut behind them, sealing out the black ocean.​Vivian didn't wait for the water to drain completely from the airlock floor. She vaulted over the side of the boat, her boots splashing

  • My Lover Drowned Me For Greed: I'm Back To Make Him Suffer    CHAPTER 21

    ​The thrum of the oncoming hover-transports vibrated right through the concrete floor of the observation deck. Through the crosshairs of her sniper scope, Vivian watched the glowing heat signatures of Marcus Kane and Silas Cross cut through the black, stormy spray.​"They're tracking the integration

  • My Lover Drowned Me For Greed: I'm Back To Make Him Suffer    CHAPTER 20

    The harsh metallic broadcast hummed through the speakers, leaving a thick, suffocating silence in its wake. On the central terminal, the emblem of the Cross Family Syndicate—a stylized silver hawk clutching a broken anchor—spun slowly in place, marking the frequency as an active, high-priority milit

  • My Lover Drowned Me For Greed: I'm Back To Make Him Suffer    CHAPTER 19

    ​The red digital numbers bled down against the amber background of the case, counting toward zero with mechanical precision.​00:04:32... 00:04:31...​"Hardware incineration," Leo whispered, his voice trembling as he backed away from the console, his boots sloshing inside the puddle of water he had

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