“You have to bring us $1,200,000 within three days, or else we can't assure your daughter's safety. Simply put—your daughter will die.”Doctor Tane told Victoria this right in front of her daughter, who lay on the hospital bed. He was brutally direct.“Am I going to die?” Amelia, Victoria’s little girl, whimpered.“No…” Victoria began, but Doctor Tane interrupted her.“Yes, Amelia, you are going to die—if your mom doesn’t pay that money to save your life,” he said coldly.Victoria glared at him angrily. “Why are you doing this? She’s just a little girl, and—”“And what?!” he snapped. “In fact, your daughter could die today if you don’t pay the hospital fees first. You’re already a week behind on payments. If today ends without that money, we will throw you out of here. So, you’d better find that money today—before even thinking about the heart surgery. Otherwise, she will die.”Doctor Tane grinned before walking out of the room.Amelia clutched Victoria’s hand tightly, her small finge

Victoria clutched the phone to her chest, "Doctor Tane, please! What happened?!" "Just come here!" The line went dead. She didn't waste another second. With her hands still trembling from Clara’s cruelty, she grabbed her coat and bolted out of the house. Her legs burned as she ran through the crowded streets, ignoring the curious stares of pedestrians. The only thought in her mind was Amelia. By the time she reached the hospital, her breath was ragged. She stormed through the front doors, sprinting toward the ward, only to be met with a shocking sight. The hospital security guards stood in a tight formation outside Amelia’s room, their arms crossed. Doctor Tane was there too, his expression stone-cold. And inside the room, her little girl, her fragile, sick Amelia—was crying, reaching out for her. "Mom! Mom!" Amelia sobbed, struggling against the nurse holding her. Victoria’s blood boiled. “What the hell are you doing?!” she yelled, shoving past the security. Doctor Tane steppe

At Mountville’s Airport The roar of helicopter blades thundered through the air. Tk Tk Tk. Thud! Thud! Thud! Armed soldiers jumped out, landing in precise formation, their discipline flawless. A massive crowd had gathered, their eyes filled with awe and confusion. Never before had Mountville witnessed such a display of military power. At the forefront of this terrifying arrival stood General Robert, his expression as cold as steel. Behind him, a line of elite, high-ranking generals exuded an aura of absolute authority, stepping onto the ground like war gods descending from the heavens. Among the onlookers was Commissioner Ray, the highest-ranking official in the city. His hands were sweaty, his heart pounding. For military officials of this caliber to be here, something enormous had happened—and he knew he would be the one held responsible. He had heard whispers and rumors of their arrival, but nothing could have prepared him for the sheer magnitude of it. Mountville’s top t

One Hour Later The hospital was now on total lockdown. Soldiers in full combat gear patrolled the perimeter, their eyes sharp, their weapons ready. Military medical teams had taken over the facility. Outside, the tension among the onlookers thickened. Commissioner Ray was among them, came by himself to see what's happening. A group of his subordinates rushed toward him. "Commissioner," one of them panted. "Even the police are securing the perimeter now. All the top military generals are here. There’s only one explanation for this…" Ray’s jaw clenched. He already suspected it, but hearing it aloud made his heart raced "A Seven-Rank officer is present," He murmured. "And there's only one man with that rank—" His subordinate finished the sentence for him. "The God of War." A hush fell between them. The words carried weight, sending shivers down their spines. Another officer hesitated before speaking. "Sir, there's more. I heard that Doctor Tane was arrested." Ray

Everyone was shocked—stunned in terror. Even Congressman Copper’s smirk vanished as he gaped at the senator gassing in pain. Victoria stood there, her chest rising and falling, as she left the fuck standing on the eyeball. Her hand trembled, but her eyes blazed with fury. “You don’t talk about my daughter like that, you pedophile!” she roared. "AHHHHHH!" The senator clutched his face, the fork still embedded in his eye. Blood poured between his fingers as he stumbled back, knocking over bottles and glasses. His screams filled the room like the wail of a dying animal. Copper’s face twisted with rage. His chair screeched against the marble floor as he shot to his feet. Smack! His boot slammed into Victoria’s stomach, sending her crashing into the floor. She gasped, pain ripping through her ribs. "You slut!" Copper snarled. "What have you done?!" The injured senator howled, Then Copper’s hand on the fork as he gripped it With one final pull— Schlkk! His eyeball came o