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The news of Isolde's escape spread through Caspian’s crumbling sanity like a drop of ink in clear water.The once-mighty King of Wall Street was now reduced to a frightened rat, barricaded inside the deepest bedroom of Thorne Manor.The curtains were drawn tight, blocking out every sliver of light. The floor was littered with scattered files, empty liquor bottles, and a loaded handgun."Where is she... she must be watching me..."Caspian bit his fingers neurotically, gnawing his nails down to the bloody quick.Every time he closed his eyes, he saw Isolde's eyes filled with venom and heard her shrieking curses from the depths of the coal mine.He knew that woman too well.She was vain and greedy, but her vindictiveness was far more terrifying. He had destroyed her dream of marrying into wealth, ruined her face, and thrown her into hell to be tortured. Her only purpose in coming back alive was to drag everyone down to the grave with her.Especially me."No... I can't let her hurt Ivy..."

Caspian didn't die, but for him, living might have been more painful than death.The high-concentration acid missed his face but severely burned his back and left shoulder, effectively ruining the left arm that had once brought him so much glory.He lay in the ICU for a full two weeks.During that time, no one came to visit him. No flowers, no condolences, just the cold beeping of machines and the tearing pain during dressing changes.The side branches of the Thorne family were like sharks smelling blood. While he was critically ill, they frantically carved up the group's remaining assets. The once-mighty commercial empire collapsed amidst internal strife and external pressure.On the day he was finally transferred to a general ward, Valerius arrived.He wore a perfectly tailored deep blue suit, looking as noble and elegant as ever—a stark contrast to the bandaged, withered Caspian lying on the bed."Where is Ivy? Why didn't she come?" Caspian struggled to turn his eyes, his voice rasp