Semua Bab LUCAN VALE: THE GHOST ASSASSIN: Bab 61 - Bab 70

Caspian Montgomery stood squarely before the grand doors, blocking the way with deliberate menace. His face was a sculpture of cold fury, his eyes burning with the promise of retribution. He didn’t speak to Jason and Vanessa. He didn’t have to announce himself because his presence loomed like a stormcloud threatening to break. Vanessa stopped, ice settling over her features. No flicker of emotion, no hint of fear. Just that usually, glacial calm. Jason sighed, low, almost bored. The easy swagger he’d worn with Bryce evaporated. He was already tired of seeing this old man's face. Vanessa didn’t move. She stared Caspian down with steady eyes, but inside, her nerves bristled. The satisfaction from moments earlier bled away, replaced by a quiet unease that twisted in her gut. Jason tilted his head. “You again? What do you want?” His voice was flat, devoid of concern, like he’d swatted a fly and found another buzzing in its place. Caspian stepped forward, voice cold and laced w

“Vanessa, why did you bring that here?” Charlie snapped the moment Jason and Vanessa walked in.Jason raised an eyebrow, unfazed. “I have a name, Charlie. Use it,” he said, cool as ever. He glanced around the room, then added with mock curiosity, “What time is it? You guys are up pretty late.”He acted like he didn’t notice the daggers in their eyes, like the tension in the room was just bad lighting.And Jason didn’t care. When were they never glaring at him disdainfully anyways? He was already used to it by now.Plus, he already knew exactly why they were mad.Seraphina had clearly beaten him here, spinning her little fairy tale. She'd probably told them how she and Cassira got kicked out of the gala, pinning it all on him like he’d set the place on fire. And he indeed got them kicked out, so maybe that specific part wasn't a lie, but the reasons would be.“You! How dare you show your face here?” Lance Smith roared, his voice thundering through the opulent entrance hall. He took a h

“Yes. Would you like me to play it in front of Charlie and Lance?” Lady Smith asked coolly, holding up her phone for Seraphina and Cassira to see.The threat of the footage was enough to shatter the confidence right off their faces. The color drained from Seraphina’s cheeks, her jaw slack. Cassira clutched at her mouth like it could hold back the memory of their public meltdown.They knew exactly what was on that video, and what it would prove.If that video was played, that would prove that Jason hadn’t lied, and they were actually the ones who had lied.“There’s no need to play the video,” Seraphina said quickly, her voice suddenly thin.Lance blinked in surprise, giving his wife a taken aback look. Why wouldn’t she want it played? If she was telling the truth, this should’ve been her golden ticket. “Why not? Mom, go ahead and play it,” he said, turning to Lady Smith.“Lance, no! Don’t,” Seraphina snapped. “There’s no need.”“There’s every need,” Jason cut in, his voice even and cal

It was clear that she was expecting to be paid. That's why she was even willing to do this dangerous thing in the first place. Because she was promised to be given enough money to at least pay half for her mom's medical expenses.Mikayla tried to reason with her cousin, “George, she’s your aunt. She really needs the operation, please!”“So?” he shot back. “You want money? Earn it. One good con doesn’t mean you’re in.” George said.Mikayla looked like she was about to cry, her eyes almost met Jason's. But she was not strong enough to do that, not after the move she just pulled on him. She was feeling guilty about it, and ashamed too.Another guy nearby spoke up. “George. Bringing her in was a mistake. She’s soft. You see her face, she is about to cry.”“She doesn’t belong in this,” another one of George's friends added. “This girl’s going to rat on us, the second shit gets hot. She’s desperate,” He went on. “People like that don’t stay quiet. She’ll sell us out to the cops.”George lis

Jason pulled up to the entrance of St Mercy General, the car purring to a stop. He and Mikayla stepped out of the vehicle at the same time. Then they started walking towards the entrance.Mikayla led the way. “She’s in the temporary care ward. Room 214.”Jason gave a nod, and followed her into the hospital and down the hall. Mikayla’s anxiety was evident, as she kept moving her fingers restlessly.How could she not be restless? She’d just realized she'd failed to get the money to pay for the surgery today. She felt like crying, when she thought about what her mom was going through.Now she’d have to face the doctors and nurses who, to her, only demanded payment and seemed indifferent to her mother’s actual treatment. She was secretly praying her mom was alright for now, given the doctors had said she didn't have much time left without the operation.As they walked, Mikayla spotted Doctor Angus, the physician in charge of her mother’s care. He stood outside a hospital room, holding a