His Unwanted Wife Returned as a Boss
It didn't clatter like the Sump cage; it glided through a dedicated vacuum tube, bypassing the scorched mountain and the Iron Mind’s wreckage.
Within minutes, the pressure changed. The hatch hissed open, and the freezing mountain air was replaced by the balmy, salt-kissed breeze of a hidden private cove on the Newfoundland coast.
They stepped out onto a private dock where a sleek, white Hydrofoil—the Vance-Thorne Legacy—sat bobbing in the water. It was solar-powered, silent, and faster than any scavenger drone.
"The world is still in chaos, Julian," Leo said, looking at the distant smoke from the Shadow Peaks. "The Iron Mind is rebooting. The Shattered Crown is still out there."