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Chapter 83: Rescue and Self-Reliance
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The man on the other end of the phone spoke with a leisurely tone, but his words carried a heavy threat. “Good, you’ve already regrouped. That saves me quite a bit of effort—no need to hunt you down one by one.”Hearing this, Marcellus and Elias exchanged a glance, their eyes now tinged with a cold sharpness. The fact that the caller had learned of their meeting so quickly and made this call suggested only one thing: there was an informant in their ranks leaking information to the kidnappers. Both men understood this unspoken truth but knew they couldn’t alert the mole just yet. For now, they had to deal with the kidnapper on the phone and buy time.Marcellus lowered his voice, speaking calmly but with a hint of impatience. “Who are you? And why are you calling?”The kidnapper let out a cold chuckle, his tone becoming even more casual. “Who I am doesn’t matter. What matters is who I have.”With that, he handed the phone to Livia, who was bound beside him. His tone was laced with mocke
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“I won’t hurt her, of course. But what’s this? Hesitating? What’s wrong? Don’t want to hand it over? Seems like you don’t care much about this beauty after all. Makes sense—people like you can replace someone like her in the blink of an eye.”The sneering voice from the phone carried an air of mockery. Marcellus’s face remained stoic, but a glint of coldness flashed in his eyes. Though he maintained his composure, the words stirred a ripple in his heart.Alia, who had mentally braced herself for everything, couldn’t help but feel a pang of pain upon hearing this. She knew the kidnapper was trying to sow discord, but those cold words still left an impact. She forced herself to suppress all conflicting emotions, focusing on finding an opportunity to escape.At that moment, Marcellus, signaling subtly to Elias, maintained his calm tone. “Fine, I’ll give it to you. Knowing about such confidential documents couldn’t have been easy. But these files aren’t with me right now—they’re at my hou
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The atmosphere inside the car was heavy with tension, yet Marcellus remained unusually calm. His gaze lingered on the passing scenery outside the window, his voice low but resolute. “I can’t be certain if all five of the men we trust are truly reliable. One of them could be a traitor or a mole. That’s why I misled them, sending them to search elsewhere. If they catch the mole, we’ll know who’s pulling the strings.”Elias frowned, his tone edged with urgency. “What if they don’t catch anyone? What if there’s no mole at all?”Marcellus turned to face Elias, his voice steady but sharp with insight. “If that happens, it won’t matter. The priority is rescuing Livia. Judging from the car crash site, the kidnappers used a small vehicle. There were no other tire tracks, which means they likely kept their group small to avoid drawing attention. I estimate no more than five to ten people.”He paused, locking eyes with Elias. “The three of us can handle that—unless, of course, you’re scared.”El
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Under the veil of night, the sharp crack of gunfire shattered the stillness of the forest. The mingling scents of gunpowder and damp wood filled the air as Marcellus, Elias, and Mark spread out into a fan-shaped formation, silently advancing to eliminate the guards stationed outside the factory.Mark moved like a seasoned predator, swift and precise. His first shot struck a guard’s shoulder, disabling him instantly. Before the second guard could react, Mark had already repositioned and fired twice in quick succession, dropping him to the ground.On another flank, Marcellus crouched behind an abandoned vehicle for cover, his gun steady and trained forward. When a cautious enemy peeked out, searching for targets, Marcellus fired a single, clean shot. The guard collapsed, a bullet in his forehead. Marcellus remained expressionless, his calm demeanor making the act seem like a routine task.Elias, though a bit more reckless, was no less efficient. He darted through the forest like a shado
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Elias knelt on the ground, his fists pounding the dirt as his emotions spiraled out of control. His forehead rested against his clenched hands, and his voice was hoarse with despair. “Why did I let her go back alone? Why!” The weight of his decision bore down on him like an invisible shackle, suffocating him.Nearby, Marcellus clenched his teeth, his eyes blazing with anger and pain. Suddenly, he spun around, grabbing Elias by the collar and hauling him to his feet. “Why did you let her go alone?! What were you thinking?!” His roar shattered the silence of the night, the echo stirring the leaves around them.“I…” Elias attempted to respond, but his guilt caught in his throat. He couldn’t meet Marcellus’s eyes, where anger mingled with a profound, unspeakable sorrow.“What was it all for?!” Marcellus’s voice cracked as his grip tightened, then slackened. He finally released Elias, collapsing to the ground. He buried his head in his hands, as if trying to suppress the storm of emotions
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Livia had just emerged from the woods when a figure suddenly lunged toward her. Marcellus pulled her into a tight embrace with such force that it felt as though he wanted to fuse her into his very being. His body trembled, and hot tears soaked into her shoulder.“I can’t bear to lose you again…” Marcellus’s voice was hoarse and shaking, as though pulled from the depths of his chest, filled with endless remorse and deep emotion. “I’m sorry… I’m so sorry…”Livia froze, caught off guard by his unguarded vulnerability. She had never seen Marcellus like this before—the man who was always calm and calculating now appeared like a lost child, laying bare his fragility in front of her.“It’s okay. I’m fine,” Livia said softly, patting his back with a gentle hand, her voice tinged with an unexpected tenderness.Elias, who had been standing nearby, couldn’t hold back his excitement any longer. He stepped forward, his eyes reddened, his tone brimming with suppressed joy. “Livia, you’re really saf
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Livia looked at Emma with a gentle gaze. Though her tone was soft, it carried a subtle firmness that left no room for objection. “Thank you, Emma. Don’t worry. Right now, your safety is the most important thing. I believe in you—but not everyone in this world will be able to trust you like I do. For now, it’s best if you rest properly here in the castle.”Her voice dropped a little, laced with caution and vigilance. “We need to make sure your identity remains a secret—especially from those on Eryx’s side. Only step in when it’s absolutely necessary. Your presence will matter most when the time is right.”Emma raised an eyebrow, about to speak, but Livia continued before she could.“And there’s something more important… I need you to watch over the study for me.”Livia’s expression grew a touch more serious as her eyes flicked toward the far end of the corridor. Her voice lowered further. “Eryx once tried to sneak in. His target was that file. Now that Marcellus is injured, he might tr
