The news of the showdown at the Prescott mansion and the fight between Nathan and Darius spread like wildfire. A story like that easily captured the attention of the entire nation. Television screens across Prescott were filled with breaking news alerts. The headline "LORD CLOUD SHOT IN DEADLY CONFRONTATION WITH DARIUS." Was blazing across every channel. Social media exploded with mixes reaction. Most people were happy that that monster was finally gone for good. Videos of Nathan being carried into the emergency helicopter circulated all of social media. For years, Lord Cloud was a was the untouchable legend. But now, he lay on the brink of death. But most people were certain that the legend would rise back on his feet! As the helicopter touched down on the roof of hospital, a team of doctors and nurses was already waiting. The medics rushed Nathan inside, they stopped his stretcher down the hallway His life was hanging on a thread and every second mattered. Vanessa

Grace hesitated for a moment as everyone turned toward her, they were curious to hear what she was about to say. She took a deep breath before she stepped closer to Nathan’s bed. Her voice trembled when she began. "I know this might not be the right time..." she said softly, her gaze flickering between Nathan and Vanessa. "But I’ve been holding onto it for far too lonf, and after everything that has happened tonight, I… I realize I can’t keep it to myself anymore, you all have to know." Vanessa tilted her head slightly, and her brows furrowed as she studied Grace. She had noticed the changes in her demeanor over the past few days and it all started the night of the party after she met President Alexander. Nathan, still weak but ever attentive, gave her an encouraging nod. "Go on, Grace," he said gently. "What’s on your mind?" Grace was fidgeting as she glanced down at Brian, who was holding her tightly to her side. The little boy’s wide eyes seemed to give her th

lGrace, Brian, Bianca, and James eventually left the hospital. Grace glanced back once before they exited, her eyes met with Vanessa’s eyes who still remained by Nathan’s bedside. Nathan reached for Vanessa’s hand as the door closed. "You should go with them," he murmured. "It’s been a long day, and you need rest too." Vanessa shook her head, her dark hair framing her face as she sat by his bed. "I’m not going anywhere," she replied firmly. "Not while you’re like this." Nathan sighed, his lips curving into a small, weary smile. "You’re stubborn, you know that?" Vanessa arched an eyebrow. "Is that not why you married me?" Despite his exhaustion, Nathan chuckled softly. "Fine," he said. "Stay. But only if you promise not to hover like a mother hen." Vanessa smirked. "No promises." The ride back home was quiet. Grace sat in the passenger seat beside Bianca, her mind swirling with a thousand thoughts of what her new life would be like. Brian had fallen asleep in t

Nathan rolled his wheelchair by himself up the stone path leading to the grand entrance of the Cloud mansion. He lifted his eyes to the tall building before him, it was as if the glory of the Cloud mansion had been fully restored. Every brick, every stone seemed perfectly restored, as if the violent siege led by Darius had never happened. Yet, as Nathan rolled forward, the memory of the destruction flooded his mind. The shattered windows, the broken chandelier, the echos of gunfire still haunted him. Nathan clenched the wheelchair’s armrests, as the memories floods his mind. Vanessa walked quietly beside him and her hand rested lightly on his shoulder, she offered Nathan comfort without saying anything. Grace held Brian’s small hand as they approached the entrance. Brian's wide eyes sparkled as he gazed at the newly restored mansion. “We’re really back home,” Brian mummured in awe. As they entered they noticed the marble floors was shining moee than ever,

The room was still alive with laughter and joy. Grace wiped tears from her cheeks and she clutched the delicate star pendant around her neck.As the celebration began to settle into quiet conversations, Bianca gently tapped a spoon against her glass, drawing everyone's attention.“Before we wrap this up,” Bianca said, her voice filled with emotion, “there’s someone very special who couldn’t be here today... but he insisted on joining us.”Grace’s breath caught as Bianca gestured toward the large screen on the wall. Suddenly, the screen lit up, revealing Nathan, seated in a wheelchair in his spacious study at the Cloud mansion. He wore a tailored blazer despite his seated position, exuding his usual commanding presence, although his expression was softer than usual.“Hello, everyone,” Nathan’s deep voice resonated through the room and everywhere became still immediately, His eyes held a spark of warmth as they met Grace eyes she was almost in tears from the overwhelming emotions.