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Nash furrowed his brows, clearly running out of patience. "Is this the important matter you wanted to discuss?" "No," Miranda replied softly. "This is my most important matter. Once I've said my piece, I'll get to what's most important for you."Nash did not respond verbally, but his eyes communicated to Miranda that his patience was wearing thin. She sighed softly, a bitter smile on her lips. "When have I ever lied to you? Just listen to me, and you'll understand."Miranda's feelings for Nash were genuine. She might have deceived many people and committed countless unscrupulous acts, but Nash was the one person she had always treated sincerely."In your mind, you think I rescued you from the organization, but it was you who saved me," Miranda began. "I took advantage of your kindness, your sense of duty as a soldier, trying to erase my own dark past. But no man had ever treated me the way you did. The first thing you did when you woke up was ask for me. 'Where is Miranda?' you

Nina did not want him to feel guilty. He had already done everything he could for her. Life was unpredictable, and she had accepted it with a calm heart. She just hoped he would not carry too much burden.Hearing her words, Nash felt even more helpless. He could save everyone else, but he couldn't save her, and that feeling of powerlessness was overwhelming. He didn't want her to see his tear-filled eyes, so he hugged her tightly and kissed her forehead, trying to alleviate his own pressure and pain. He wished he could bear her pain, even if it meant suffering twice as much.Nina was gently placed on the hospital bed, holding Nash's hand to give him and herself the strength to carry on. She was determined to survive. She would survive.Soon, Wilfred arrived. This was a hospital that Nash had invested in, equipped with the most advanced facilities. But Nash knew that only Wilfred could save Nina, so he did not let the doctors in, waiting instead for Wilfred's arrival."How

"I need to see Nina!" Scarlett could not wait any longer in the hospital room."No way. You're a prisoner. You can't leave the room," James replied."You can follow me, can't you? Do you think I can run in my current state?" Scarlett could not understand his stubbornness.James was firm. "Without orders from above, you can't take a single step out of this room."Seeing he was unmoved, Scarlett's expression hardened. "What if I insist on seeing her?"James started to respond, "Then I'm sorry, but—"Before he could finish, Scarlett slapped him hard across the face.James was taken aback by her fierceness. He had not expected her to get physical. He had been disciplined before, but never hit by a woman."You shrew..."Scarlett, balancing on her crutch, kicked at him again. She was not one to back down easily. She had tolerated him long enough, with all the rules and strict treatment. Being cooped up in the hospital room was driving her crazy. She just wanted to see Nina, but he

Nash looked at Scarlett and asked calmly, "What kind of fate do you think awaits you?"Scarlett gave a bitter smile. "I don't know if I'll die or end up in prison. I've accepted my fate since I'm not exactly a good person.""What if there's a chance for you to atone for your actions?"Scarlett looked up with a glimmer of hope. "Is that really possible?"Nash told her, "Anything that benefits the country can be considered atonement."Scarlett's eyes filled with a mix of hope and doubt. "But what use could I be? Other than fighting and doing bad things, I have no other skills."Nash reassured her, "You have value. There are still many people waiting for you to help them. Focus on recovering first."Scarlett looked at Nash, feeling a surge of hope. His words were like a ray of light, showing her that her life had value and purpose. She could still make a positive impact.It wasn't as dark as she had imagined. This gave her a newfound confidence and excitement. She had always hoped

This directly impacted the reputation here. The warden's position was now at risk."Captain York, this was my oversight..."Nash glared at the prison guard, unable to contain his rage. His eyes bloodshot, he kicked the guard with full force. The guard was sent sprawling to the ground, coughing violently as two of his ribs cracked.But Nash's anger wasn't appeased. He yanked the guard up from the ground, his face twisted with fury. "Are you one of their men?""My mission is complete."The guard smiled, seemingly brainwashed, viewing his mission as a sacred duty. Completing it meant a perfect end to his life."Was it Seth or Pharaoh? What are they trying to hide?" Nash demanded harshly."I don't know," the guard replied. "My mission was just to kill him!"Such a response only fueled Nash's fury. His anger surged like a flood, and he punched the guard hard, twice, leaving his face bruised and bleeding.Seeing the blood, Nash seemed to lose control, throwing the guard to the groun