Novels by ivym0631

Evan’s voice remained calm, controlled, devoid of any hint of arrogance. He stood his ground as the scarred man and his thugs froze for a fraction of a second—then erupted into mocking laughter.“Ha! Did this pretty boy just tell me, Scareface, to get lost?” one thug jeered.“Idiot, you’ve been watching too many superhero movies. Trying to play the knight in shining armor, huh?” another sneered, tightening his grip on a steel pipe.“Boss, why waste time talking? Let’s just take him out!” a third thug shouted, swinging the pipe toward Evan’s head with full force.Ms. Selene exhaled sharply, her mind racing. She was about to leap forward herself when a piercing scream split the air.The thug who had struck first collapsed to the ground, clutching his stomach, eyes wide in terror. Somehow, Evan had seized the steel pipe from him in a move so fast it was almost invisible.In a blur of motion, Evan swung the pipe, each strike precise and devastating. One by one, the attackers crumpled to t

Evan nodded slightly at the deputy chief, a subtle acknowledgment of the man’s rare insight. Even he hadn’t expected such recognition.Meanwhile, Dr. Lin, still trying to digest what had just happened, couldn’t resist showing off his ignorance. “Dad, what’s all this about a pressure-point technique? Honestly, it doesn’t look that impressive to me.”The deputy chief’s face went rigid. He wanted nothing more than to shake some sense into his foolish son. His voice hissed through clenched teeth:“You fool! Just shut up! Haven’t you embarrassed us enough already? That technique… it’s legendary. Ancient healers reclusive, almost mythical were said to manipulate life itself with a single touch.They could take life or save it, controlling the flow of a person’s energy as if it were their own.” Even Selene, sharp-minded and well-versed in medical knowledge herself, felt her composure crack. She had seen countless procedures, brilliant surgeons, and innovative techniques, yet she had never w

Selene Veylin’s face drained of color.“What did you just say?” Her voice dropped to a razor-thin calm. “Where is Dr. Brackett? What’s happening to my sister?”The emergency doors slid open again.Dr. Brackett stepped out, his white coat stained, his expression heavy. Beside him stood Dr. Harris, eyes bloodshot, jaw clenched.“I’m sorry, Ms. Veylin,” Brackett said hoarsely. “Ms. Lysara’s condition has deteriorated. We’ve done everything within our capacity.”Harris stepped forward quickly, panic bleeding into irritation. “The initial response was stable. Her vitals even improved but then her breathing collapsed without warning. This isn’t incompetence, Ms. Veylin. It’s an impossible case.”He didn’t finish his sentence.Smack.The sound cracked through the corridor like a gunshot.Harris staggered back, one hand flying to his cheek, eyes wide with disbelief.“You idiot,” Selene hissed, her body trembling with fury. “Didn’t you just boast that she was safe? Didn’t you stand there and p

Amidst the flurry of black-suited bodyguards, a young girl was rushed into the hospital on a stretcher.By her side, a tall, striking woman with long, flowing hair, clad in a sleek black dress and stockings, clutched the girl’s hand desperately.Her voice trembled with emotion as she spoke, “Lyra Veylin, please be okay. I’m right here, and I promise I’ll save you no matter what.”Even in the chaos, onlookers immediately recognized her.She was Selene Veylin, heiress of the prestigious Veylin family, widely regarded as the city’s most stunning woman. In San Aurelia’s high society, Selene wasn’t just beautiful—she was considered a storm of elegance and danger, capable of commanding attention wherever she went.“Ms. Veylin,” said Dr. Marcus Liu, the hospital’s deputy chief, rushing forward with a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “Please don’t worry. Our hospital will do everything in our power to save your sister.”The woman’s status and her family’s influence was unparalleled in San Aur

Meanwhile, Evan Calder had already settled into the back seat of a Rolls‑Royce, the city lights sliding past the tinted windows as the car headed toward San Aurelia General Hospital.His phone buzzed.Madeline.Evan glanced at the screen, expression unreadable. With their relationship over, he saw no reason to answer.The call dropped.Then rang again.He sighed and picked up.“Evan, listen to me. Turn yourself in immediately!” Madeline’s voice burst through the speaker, sharp and urgent, catching him off guard.“The King of Diamonds is worth 7.5 million dollars,” she continued without pause.“Have you lost your mind? I know you did this to make me happy, but did you even think about the consequences?” Her tone hardened with what she clearly believed was righteousness. “Turn yourself in now—while there’s still time. Don’t worry. With the company’s influence in the city, I’ll do my best to keep you out of jail.”Disappointment laced every word.Evan finally understood.She thought he h

In the elevator, Evan Calder opened the modest ring box.A dazzling pink diamond caught the harsh light, scattering sparks across the cramped space. Its brilliance was impossible to ignore. The 7.5 million dollar luxury gem had once been hailed as the “King of Diamonds” of San Aurelia—truly one of a kind.Evan didn’t know exactly how much was on the bank card beside it, but he was certain it could buy the Stevens family’s cooperation ten times over.Moments ago, Madeline and Vivian hadn’t even glanced at these treasures, dismissing them as mere junk.The elevator doors opened.“Well, well, if it isn’t Evan Calder! You don’t look so good,” a mocking voice called.Evan looked up calmly.A man in a sharp tailored suit, hair slicked back perfectly, held a bouquet of blue roses. His grin was smug, practiced—Dante Riven, San Aurelia’s infamous trust fund heir and one of Madeline’s persistent admirers.Evan stepped aside, hoping to bypass him.But Dante moved, blocking his path with an exagg