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The door opened again, and Charlie rolled in on his wheel chair. "Still trying to leave?" he asked, eyeing me knowingly. "I need to get to Zella," I said, already moving to swing my legs off the bed. "She thinks I'm dead, Charlie. She's devastated. I need to-" Pain exploded through my head, and the room tilted. I felt myself falling and then nothing but the cold, hard floor slamming right against me. "Mr King!" Lena was beside me immediately, Nico tried to get out of his own bed despite his injuries.

"'Father is waiting to meet you," Lilet said.I tensed. What? My head spun as I gazed at her in shock. The rogue leader wants to meet me?"Why?" I demanded, my tone laced with amazement.Lilet was about to respond, but.BANG!A shot cracked out, splitting the air like a knife. Lilet gasped, stumbling backward as red spread across her arm."Lilet!"I rushed after her, but Beta Cedric and Beta Atom were quicker. With no time to think, they overpowered her and hurried toward the back door, disappearing into the darkness.

Three weeks without the medication would be a death sentence for Leo. Jillian stared down at the legal documents. Every avenue of data, every model of corporate law, and every financial asset had been systematically blocked by a family that had spent generations mastering the art of bloodless execution. Victoria hadn't just built a trap; she had engineered a perfect storm. The subtle vibrate of a phone on the desk broke the suffocating silence. Jillian picked it up, eyes softening instantly as Clara's name blinked on the screen. Clara: I'm back at the apartment. Leo's breathing is much better tonight. Are you coming home?

Lila The first thing I was aware of was a male voice in the distance. Each word was pulling me to wake up but my chest felt heavy and God did my body hurt. I knew that voice. It belonged to the morning news anchor on Channel 8. Derrick Green. He had interviewed me three months ago and I found myself watching him everyday since then. He had a lovely voice and an even lovelier face, something Orion had always been jealous about. “…tragic news reaching our desk this morning. Lila Sterling, heiress and CEO elect of Sterling Global, is in critical condition after a fall from a balcony last night during her engagement to her long time boyfriend Orion Vale. Doctors say she may not make it, reportin

Her voice was strong and steady. I glanced at the phone screen and was a little surprised to see who she was calling. It was Mikael. She said, "Dad, what do we do now? Flora is really dead. Didn't you tell me that stuffing some sand and gravel inside wouldn't cause any problems? We agreed that once she's paralyzed, we can cash out her critical illness insurance."

She made an effort to clear her head by blinking her eyes. Deputy Trevor had to be somewhere, right? What if Doc Mitchell showed up with Caitlin and ended up getting mixed up in this mess? The other teenagers as well. She saw Cody and Anthony attempting to save her. Dr. Oliver complained. His pallid face looked ill. Lelandi slithered up to him. Ritka had fallen asleep, and Carol had disappeared. Joe yanked Lelandi back after she tore open Doc’s shirt and attempted to remove the bullet with her fingers. Her scalp began to hurt. Time to depart.

Just as these questions swirled in her mind, her phone buzzed. Her frayed nerves caused her to jump and bump her head on the roof of the car. She hesitated before answering. "Harley." She whispered in a weak voice. "Mother! Is everything ok? You sound... Off. Helena tooa shaky breath before responding. "Something bad has happened, Harley. Lee... Lee's dead" "What?" Harley gasped. "How? Who did..." Helena cut her daughter off. "I don't know, Harley. But take heed, baby girl. We can't make anymore mistakes because whoever did this is probably watching our every move."

Then, slowly, she nodded. But before either of them could speak again, Zara’s phone buzzed. Another video. This time, not from an unknown number. From Juliette. Just two words in the message: “You’re too late.” ⸻ The next morning, headlines exploded. Quentin Vale—Dead. Apparent Overdose. But Zara knew better. She knew that kind of silence. That kind of execution. Juliette had tied up her loose end. And now there were only two people left on her list.

Relief. Slowly he injects Patricia Brooks, she feels a sharp relief of pain, and lays back, and shuts her eyes. He steps away carefully seeing he's been successful. No struggle. Same medication substitution that killed William. Same batch Howard Greer said same pharmacist flagged. Same third party. Slowly her prison cage shuts and he leaves with no traces. Back at the Nepal General Hospital. Everyone was panicked at the ER entrance. "Excuse us!" "Excuse us!" Lillian and Margaret rushing through the crowded lobby. They got there first before anybody. News about a billionaire son and heir to the corporation poisoned spread so fast — bloggers, television stations, same stations that covered Pat

There was so much darkness in my past, so much that I didn't want to say. “I'm sorry, Charlotte,” Leo said quietly. I loved that he pulled me closer to him, sharing his strength with me and silently telling me he wasn't going to let me go. I clung to him, praying that he wouldn't let go. “When I say they were drug dealers, I don't mean that they sold some brownies with special butter. They ruined people's lives. They were suspected of several murders.”