“Hold on, we'll be at the hospital soon,” Vincent told Milea, who had just woken up from her stupor. Milea's body condition was very weak due to inhaling too much poisonous gas.Milea's breathing was laboured. “Vin, hurry up!”Vincent stepped deeply on the accelerator, his car travelling faster than ever before, cutting through the city streets that seemed indifferent to his panic. On the side seat, Milea was still breathing heavily, her fingers gripping Vincent's arm with all the strength she had left.“Vin ....” Her breathing was heavy, her eyes were wide, and her face looked deathly pale. The poisonous gas that Milea had inhaled had made her body seem to rebel.“We're almost there!” Vincent shouted, his voice full of anxiety.Up ahead, the red light was already on, but Vincent didn't care. The horns of other cars roared angrily, but to him only one thing mattered: his wife had to be safe. He turned the car roughly, the wheels screeching when he finally reached the hospital grounds.

“Ryuga, I can't run anymore,” Milea complained. Her chest still felt tight.“Does your breathing hurt?” Ryuga panicked after seeing his cousin's pale face. He knew full well Milea was still sick. The shortness of breath caused by the poisonous gas made her weak and unable to run.“I'll get help,” said Ryuga, who immediately called someone.Blood was pouring from Ryuga's temple, but he didn't care. His breathing was ragged, his left hand still tightly grasping the arm of Milea who was now breathlessly running by his side. Behind them, the roar of footsteps was getting closer, the sound of shouting and the whizzing of bullets echoed in the dark hallway they were passing through.“Looks like we still have some running to do, Milea! Are you up to it?” asked Ryuga before pulling her faster.Milea was still clutching around her chest, barely able to catch her breath. Her body was already very tired, her heart racing in panic from the pursuit of Lorenzo's men. However, she knew that they had

“Welcome, Vin,” greeted Lorenzo, who was now leaning on the table with a sly smile of satisfaction. “You really know how to make a scene, Vin.”Next to him, Valeria crossed her legs with a small grin. “I was expecting you to come, Vin. You're... too stubborn,” the mafia lady remarked.Vincent snorted, no longer surprised to see them all here. Lorenzo, Valeria, and Nakamura. The three figures who had been a thorn in his side, it turned out they were all in cahoots behind the scenes.Nakamura, who was standing by the window, finally spoke up. “I knew you'd find this place, Vin.” He turned around, his gaze sharp. “Do you miss your wife that much?”Vincent took a deep breath before answering, “I don't care about your games. I don't care about what you've been planning all along. But there is one enemy we must conquer.”The room fell silent for an instant. “And I know you all also want to see Kazuto fall.”Among the three people, only Lorenzo responded to Vincent's conversation. It was cer

Instantly, a loud bang was heard from outside the warehouse. The vibrations were felt under their feet. The alarm sounded loudly, followed by the sound of footsteps moving faster.Valeria quickly cocked her weapon. “No matter what happens, we need to get out of here now.”However, before they could move, Kazuto's voice rang out again, this time in an interested tone.“Oh, and Vin... I want you to know one more thing before we meet in person.”Kazuto leaned closer to the camera, staring straight as if he could see into Vincent's soul.“Are you really sure Milea needs saving from you guys?” he sneered.Vincent's heart sank. Before he could respond, the screen suddenly went dead, leaving them in a stifling silence.Outside, gunshots began to ring out. And Kazuto's question kept ringing in Vincent's head, like a demonic whisper dominating all his thoughts.Lorenzo and Valeria exchanged glances. Did Milea really need saving? Or was it... Milea was playing them?***Meanwhile, elsewhere, Mil

“Where am I now ....” Milea hissed softly.Milea woke up feeling her head was very heavy. Her eyes slowly opened, only to be greeted by the dim light of the flickering fluorescent lights in the isolation room. Water droplets from the leaking roof echoed in the cold empty room. Her hands were bound behind a cold, rough metal chair.“Looks like they've had me since yesterday. Damn it,” Milea cursed.In front of Milea, Kazuto sat casually on the old sofa, a cigarette tucked between his fingers. His gaze was sharp, full of meanings that were difficult to decipher. Milea tried to see it more clearly.“Are you awake?” Kazuto asked casually.“Are you waiting for me to wake up?” Milea replied in a sarcastic tone. Kazuto smiled slyly.“You know, Milea,” said Kazuto in a low tone, “There is one person who can destroy our network... Lorenzo. You know him, right?”Milea raised her chin, though her heart beat faster. “Why are you telling me this? What do you want?” she challenged very boldly.Kazu