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Chapter 622: Gilbert's Obsession!
"She's safe. For now." Gilbert paused. "I've wanted to speak with you for a long time, Jackson. Man to man."Evans and Whitaker exchanged glances, their faces pale. James moved closer, listening."If you hurt her—""I won't," Gilbert interrupted. "Not yet. But that depends entirely on you."Jackson forced himself to breathe, to think. "What do you want?""I want to meet. You and me. Alone." Gilbert's voice hardened. "No tricks. No backup. Just the two of us.""And if I refuse?""Then Ruth dies." Gilbert's voice was flat, matter-of-fact. "I'll send you the address. You have one hour."The line went dead.Jackson lowered the phone, his hands shaking.Evans stepped forward. "Jackson, what did he say?"Jackson met his eyes. "He has my mother. He wants to meet. Alone."The room fell silent."You can't go alone," James said. "It's a trap.""I know." Jackson's voice was steady, but his eyes betrayed his fear. "But I don't have a choice."Whitaker pulled out his phone. "I'll track the call. M
Chapter 623: A Strike Unexpected!
He ran toward her, but a voice stopped him cold."Ah, ah, ah."Gilbert stepped out from behind a pillar, a gun in his hand, aimed directly at Ruth's head."One more step, and she dies."Jackson froze, his hands raised. "Let her go, Gilbert. This is between you and me."Gilbert laughed—a cold, hollow sound. "Oh, it's always been between us, Jackson. You just didn't know it."He gestured with the gun. "Kneel."Jackson hesitated."Kneel, or I'll paint the floor with her brains."Jackson dropped to his knees, his jaw tight.Gilbert smiled, savoring the moment. "Finally. After all these years, a Hart kneels before me."He circled behind Jackson, the gun never leaving Ruth's head."You've caused me so much pain, Jackson. So much loss. But tonight, that ends."Jackson's mind raced. He needed to buy time. Needed to think."What do you want, Gilbert?"Gilbert stopped behind him, leaning close to his ear. "I want what I've always wanted. Ruth. The company. The life Philip stole from me.""And y
Chapter 624: Will The Harts Forgive?
The visiting room at the federal correctional facility was cold and gray, the walls bare concrete, the air thick with the smell of disinfectant. Jerry Hass sat behind a glass partition, his hands cuffed to a metal ring on the table. His face was pale, his eyes hollow, his once-strong frame now thin and fragile.On the other side of the glass, his wife, Sarah, and his daughter, Emily, sat waiting. Sarah's eyes were red from crying. Emily stared at her father with a mixture of confusion and betrayal.Jerry picked up the phone on his side. Sarah hesitated, then did the same."Jerry," she said, her voice cracking. "Why? Why did you lie to us? Why did you pretend to leave? Why were you working against the Harts?"Jerry closed his eyes, his jaw tight. "I didn't have a choice.""Everyone has a choice," Emily said, her voice sharp. "You chose to betray people who trusted you. People who were like family."Jerry shook his head slowly. "You don't understand. They threatened to kill you. Both o
Chapter 625: Jacqueline's Been Hit!
Sarah was silent for a moment. "I don't know. But I know that Jackson Hart is a good man. And I know that your father is trying to help them now. That's all any of us can do—try to make amends."Emily nodded slowly, her anger softening into something more complicated."Can we go home now?" she asked, her voice small.Sarah started the engine. "Yes. Let's go home."They drove the rest of the way in silence, but this time, it was a different kind of silence—one of understanding, of shared grief, of the slow, painful process of forgiveness.***Jacqueline's heart pounded as she watched Gilbert circle behind Jackson, the gun pressed to Ruth's head. Every instinct screamed at her to act, but she forced herself to wait. To watch. To find the perfect moment.Whitaker's hand rested on her shoulder. "Steady," he breathed.Evans positioned himself on the opposite side of the warehouse, his weapon drawn, his eyes locked on Gilbert's silhouette.Inside, Gilbert's voice rose with manic energy. "Yo
Chapter 626: Did We Get Him?
The ambulance tore through the city streets, its sirens wailing, its lights painting the darkness in flashes of red and white. Inside, the paramedics worked with desperate urgency, their voices clipped and focused."BP is 70 over 40. She's losing pressure.""Push more fluids. Keep the respirator steady."Jacqueline lay on the stretcher, her face pale, her eyes closed. The mask over her mouth fogged with each forced breath. Ruth held her daughter's hand, her fingers trembling, her lips moving in silent prayer.Jackson sat across from them, his hands still stained with Jacqueline's blood. He couldn't look away from her face. Couldn't stop thinking about the gunshot, the way she'd crumpled to the ground, the way she'd smiled weakly and said "I'm sorry."You have nothing to be sorry for, he thought. You saved us.The paramedic checked Jacqueline's pulse. "She's stabilizing. But we need to get her to surgery now."The ambulance screeched to a halt at the hospital entrance. The doors burst
Chapter 627: An Unsettling News!
The ICU settled into a hushed rhythm as the night deepened. Jackson sat in the hard plastic chair beside Jacqueline's bed, her hand resting in his. The monitors beeped their steady rhythm, and the ventilator hissed softly with each breath. He watched her face, pale but peaceful, and tried not to think about how close he had come to losing her.Sleep pulled at him, but he fought it. He couldn't close his eyes. Couldn't stop replaying the moment the gun fired, the way she crumpled, the blood seeping through his fingers.I should have been faster. I should have protected her.But she was alive. That was what mattered.The door opened softly. Ruth stepped inside, her face drawn, her eyes red. She crossed to Jacqueline's bedside and placed a hand on her daughter's forehead."How is she?" Ruth whispered."Stable," Jackson said. "The doctor said she'll recover."Ruth nodded, pulling a chair to the other side of the bed. She took Jacqueline's other hand and held it tight."I'm not leaving ag
Chapter 628: The Convergence Twins!
Jackson remained still unsure of how to react to the news. Of course, he had been happy that he was about to be a father but something didn't just feel right with Bella's newsBella could almost see through him. "Are you okay?"Jackson pulled back, cupping her face in his hands. "I'm terrified. But yes. I'm so happy." He kissed her then, softly, tenderly, pouring all his love and fear and hope into that single gesture.When they finally pulled apart, Bella pressed her forehead against his. "We need to tell the family. When Jacqueline wakes up."Jackson nodded, his mind still reeling from the revelation. "Together," he repeated, the word feeling heavier now than it ever had before.They stood in the quiet hallway, holding each other, the ultrasound image clutched in Jackson's hand. Two heartbeats. Two lives. Two children who would carry the Hart name into an uncertain future.But something gnawed at him. A whisper of unease that he couldn't shake.When Jacqueline finally woke, her ey
Chapter 629: When The Odds Are Uneven!
Bella's hand pressed protectively against her belly. "They want my babies?""They want the power your babies carry," Miles said. "The resonance that flows through convergence twins is unlike anything else in existence. It is pure potential. Pure creation. And to the Devourers, it is the most delicious feast imaginable."Copper's jaw tightened. "How do we stop them?"Miles shook his head slowly. "You do not stop the Devourers. You survive them. If you are lucky."James stepped forward, his voice sharp. "That's not good enough. There has to be a way to fight them.""There is no fighting hunger," Miles replied. "There is only outlasting it. Outsmarting it. Protecting what it seeks until it starves or moves on."Andrew ran a hand through his hair. "How long do we have?"Miles looked at Bella's belly. "Within one month of the twins' birth, the Devourers will come. They will sense the resonance the moment your daughters draw their first breath. And they will not stop until they have claimed
Chapter 630: When Trust Is A Currency!
Gilbert burst through the door, his clothes torn, his face bruised, his eyes wild with fury. He threw himself into a chair, his hands gripping the arms so tightly his knuckles went white.Peniel stepped out of the shadows, his arms crossed, his face hard. "What happened?"Gilbert's jaw tightened. "What does it look like? I failed."Peniel's eyes narrowed. "You went after Ruth. Alone. That wasn't the plan."Gilbert slammed his fist on the arm of the chair. "The plan changed.""The plan didn't change," Peniel said, his voice rising. "You changed it. You went off on your own, and now the Harts know we're still out here. You've compromised everything."Gilbert stood, his face inches from Peniel's. "I don't answer to you.""You answer to all of us," Peniel shot back. "We're supposed to be in this together. But you're too obsessed with Ruth to see straight.""Watch your mouth.""Or what?" Peniel stepped closer. "You'll hit me? Go ahead. It won't change the fact that you're the reason we're
Chapter 631: More Conspiracy!
"He's reckless and obsessed. He almost got us caught." Peniel replied."He also got us valuable information." Linda's voice was calm, measured. "The twins. The Devourers. The Harts' fear."Peniel shook his head. "That doesn't mean we should follow him blindly.""No one said anything about following blindly." Linda stepped closer, her voice dropping. "We watch him. We listen. We gather our own intelligence. And when the time is right, we make our own move."Peniel studied her face. "You're planning to double-cross him."Linda's lips curved into a thin smile. "I'm planning to survive. Gilbert's obsession with Ruth is going to get him killed. I don't intend to go down with him."Peniel was silent for a long moment. Then he nodded slowly."What about the Devourers?"Linda looked out at the dark sky. "If they're as dangerous as Gilbert says, we stay out of their way. Let the Harts deal with them. We focus on what we came for.""Celestine," Peniel said."Celestine," Linda agreed. "She's the