The CEO's Regret: Mommy's Return With Secret Triplets의 모든 챕터: 챕터 191 - 챕터 200

The deafening, mechanical roar of heavy rotor blades violently vibrated against the blast proof glass of the supreme boardroom.Twelve unmarked transport helicopters hovered just feet away from the 80th floor, their blinding searchlights slicing through the dark New York skyline. The Sterling Tower was the only beacon of light on an entirely dead, quarantined island, and the Archangel had just turned it into a landing pad for the most dangerous people on earth.Lucian's finger remained perfectly still on the trigger of his assault rifle. The laser sight burned a bright red dot directly between Julian Cross's eyes."If I pull this trigger," Lucian's voice dropped to a low, gravelly vibration that cut straight through the noise of the choppers, "your summit ends before a single guest steps off the roof."Julian didn't flinch. He remained standing at the head of the mahogany table, adjusting the cuffs of his bespoke charcoal suit."You could kill me, King," Julian replied, his voice comp

The unmistakable, deafening mechanical shriek of the multi barrel rotary cannons spooling up entirely swallowed the 80th floor.Lucian's massive, heavily corded frame moved with a speed that violently defied physics. He didn't waste a fraction of a second trying to outrun the military grade artillery. He dropped his assault rifle, wrapping his heavy arms completely around Zara's waist, and violently tackled her to the polished marble floor directly behind the solid steel base of the mahogany table.He didn't just hold her. He completely collapsed his towering body over hers, his heavy ballistic armor forming an impenetrable, physical vault around her back and lower stomach.A split second later, the world entirely ended.Thousands of armor piercing, heavy caliber rounds violently shattered the blast proof glass of the supreme boardroom. The reinforced windows didn't just break; they exploded inward in a catastrophic shockwave of jagged shrapnel and blinding white tracer fire.The thir

The catastrophic reality of Silas's report entirely froze the air inside the ruined 80th floor boardroom.It's a rogue military extraction team. They are using the innocent people as human shields. And they are marching straight for the nursery.Lucian's massive hands released the steel edge of the analog terminal. The feral King of the American underworld did not roar. The sheer, suffocating terror of heavy military operatives moving toward his babies completely bypassed his wrath, sinking directly into his bones. He was trapped eighty floors in the sky behind titanium blast doors, completely physically severed from his bloodline.He looked down at Zara, his pitch black eyes pleading for a geometry he couldn't see."I cannot reach them," Lucian rasped heavily, a raw, devastated vibration that physically tore at his throat."You don't need to reach them," Zara commanded flawlessly.She didn't flinch. Pinned inside a cage with the architects of the global economy, the untouchable Sover

The apocalyptic rumble didn't just shake the room; it violently, physically tore the architectural spine of the skyscraper apart.A deafening, catastrophic screech of shearing steel completely drowned out the analog sirens. The polished marble floor of the supreme boardroom violently fractured. A massive, jagged fissure ripped directly down the center of the room, swallowing the shattered remains of the mahogany table.Thick, blinding black smoke and the blinding orange glow of superheated thermite violently erupted from the expanding chasm. The entire 80th floor was snapping in half.The thirty elite billionaires who had commanded global empires completely lost their minds. Men in bespoke suits screamed, scrambling blindly over the shifting, cracking floorboards, desperately clawing at the sealed titanium blast doors that wouldn't budge a single millimeter. Two security operatives lost their footing as the floor violently tilted, sliding backward and disappearing entirely into the bu

The matte black Valerius stealth chopper tore through the freezing, violent crosswinds of the dead city.Below them, the island of Manhattan was an absolute, pitch black void, completely suffocated by the military quarantine and the dead power grid. But rising from the eastern edge of the island, glowing with blinding, uninterrupted brilliance against the dark, was the United Nations Headquarters.It was a fortress of light, entirely powered by its own deeply entrenched, subterranean diplomatic generators. International soil. Completely immune to the United States military mandate.Lucian did not look at the glowing compound. His heavy, heavily corded frame was entirely angled toward Zara. They sat on the grated metal floor of the chopper cabin. He had completely stripped off his heavy kevlar vest, wrapping the thick, ballistic material securely around her shoulders to shield her from the biting wind.He pulled her perfectly against his broad chest, his large, taped hands resting flat