جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 2150

The hospital corridor was eerily silent in the dead of the night. The lone nurse on duty drowsed at the nurses' station, oblivious to the flashing red light from the malfunctioning surveillance camera down the hall.A figure clad in a white doctor's robe and mask darted past the station, his movements purposeful. He carefully scanned his surroundings before pushing open the door to Natalie's ward and slipping inside.The patient lay curled up in bed, seemingly fast asleep. The intruder crept closer, a glint of steel catching the dim light as he drew a dagger from his sleeve. He raised the weapon high and stabbed the person on the bed. All of a sudden, his vision went dark. Unexpectedly, the person on the bed leaped up and threw the blanket over his head! Panic surged through the assassin. He flailed wildly with the dagger, ripping the blanket free. But before he could react further, the cold muzzle of a gun pressed against his forehead froze him in place."Don't move. Not unless

Jameson said, "What's there to be afraid of? I've faced and done far more terrifying, darker, and more evil things over the years."Trembling slightly, Jameson lowered his eyes. His face was pale. He reached out a hand as if to catch a butterfly but grasped at nothing. A moment later, he let his arms hang by his side. He curled his fingers into tight fists but still seemed powerless."Right now, all I want is to see Lyse one last time before I die."…The hired assassin was apprehended, and Natalie was transferred to a hospital under KS Group's care.After returning, Axel, with his superior hacking skills, identified the cellphone number's owner and the outgoing message's origin within a few hours. He was demonstrably more efficient than the police's Digital Forensics Department. After all, he was a seasoned professional.…The hush of night blanketed the manor. Jasper and Alyssa's bedroom was a scene of post-coital bliss. Their clothes lay scattered on the floor, and the

"We… We are just escorts at The Millennium. We don't know anything… Please don't kill us!" Despite being in the face of two remarkably charming men, the two female escorts were on the brink of tears in fright. In a deep voice, Jasper questioned, "Why is The Millennium closed? Why are you two the only ones left? Where'd everyone go?" "We don't know the details," stammered the bolder of the two, pushing the other woman behind her for protection. "It's an internal matter. We're just lowly escorts."The woman in back added in a meek voice, "C-Carl dismissed everyone overnight. He gave us severance pay and told us to leave. The Millennium is no more. As for the rest, we have no idea..."Jasper's pupils constricted. A cold sweat slicked his skin. They hadn't given their game away; Jameson had abandoned everything in Solana City. He had fled the city, likely to escape punishment for his crimes."What about Amber? Where is she?" Axel shouted, glaring at them. The two women panicked. T

Axel muttered, "I've saved countless lives. Countless people have survived hardships because of me. But with my woman, all I can do is keep her alive? Is that all I am good for?"Dejected, Cyrus pressed his lips together tightly as he shook his head.He wondered what each member of the Taylor family had done in their past lives. Neither the Taylor brothers nor Alyssa had an easy love life. They all faced heartbreaking trials.Finally, Axel entered Amber's room. Out of all the places in The Millennium, this was the only one that felt like home. A lingering fragrance hung in the air, tugging at his heartstrings.Everything in the room remained untouched. The books on the shelves, the clothes in the wardrobe, the cute plushies by the bed—it was as if Amber would return any moment.Suddenly, Axel's gaze fell on the neatly folded sheets. A sharp pang of pain shot through his heart.He moved toward the bed, his steps slow and heavy like a wounded warrior dragging himself across the bat

Unexpectedly, Jameson's office wasn't locked. The team from the Investigative Bureau entered with ease. Silas stood in the middle and scanned the room with a cold, appraising gaze. His chest tightened with a sense of dread. The open office meant Jameson had likely destroyed any incriminating documents, making it a hollow shell."Mr. Schmidt cleared this place out a long time ago, sir. Are we... Are you still going to search it, Mr. Taylor?" Scott stammered from behind Silas, already slick with sweat.Silas' eyes blazed with determination. "Proceed with the search, team!" he boomed in a powerful voice.His team descended upon the office, taking it apart meticulously.Years of experience dealing with bizarre cases, especially corruption, had instilled a relentless tenacity in Silas. Hiding a trail of dirty money was no different from hiding drugs; there were always creative methods.Silas wouldn't be surprised if this seemingly ordinary office harbored hidden compartments or even