Vane nodded earnestly, his voice low and sincere. “Yes. I agree.”Elias didn’t let the emotional momentum slip. He leaned forward, eyes slightly red, voice laced with desperation. “That goes the same for our dad, Vane. I know he’s treated you like a stranger, maybe even worse, but he’s still our father.”He paused deliberately, as if letting the guilt seep in deeper.“It was supposed to be a celebration. Seventy years old. A milestone. The house was full, the lights were bright, people were laughing—and now he’s in a hospital bed, barely breathing. The doctor said the stroke was serious. Life-threatening.”Vane clenched his jaw. He didn’t want to hear this. Not like this.“I get it,” Elias continued, his voice cracking at just the right moment. “He wasn’t fair. Not to you. But he raised us. Gave us life. Even if he failed us in a thousand ways... are you really ready to carry the weight of doing nothing while he dies?”He stepped closer, lowering his tone to a raw whisper. “I’m beggin

“It’s a miracle. It’s simply miraculous!” the doctor exclaimed, eyes gleaming behind his glasses. “Xander’s vitals stabilized dramatically after taking the pill. While it’s unrealistic to expect a full recovery overnight, the results are far beyond conventional medicine.”He adjusted his coat and continued, “This wasn’t just a temporary boost. His neural pathways have started to regenerate. Based on what I’m seeing, I’d estimate ten to fourteen days before he regains full cognitive and motor function.”The group stood frozen, stunned by the news.The doctor’s tone softened as he glanced at them. “That said, he’s still in a delicate state. Delirium will come and go. Right now, he needs absolute rest. No stress, no visitors. Let him sleep and let the pill do its work.”They nodded in unison. Gratitude clung to the air like humidity.“Thank you, doctor,” Vane said, voice hoarse, heart pounding with relief.Elias waited until the doctor turned the corner before breaking into a wide, oily

Elias gave Talon a firm pat on the shoulder and leaned in, his voice laced with arrogance and poison. “Just bide your time, son. Let the bitch keep the seat warm for a few days. We’ll let her enjoy the illusion of power. When your grandfather wakes up, it’ll take just one word from him to throw her out of Ravix Holdings like yesterday’s trash.”Talon chuckled coldly, the corners of his lips curled with bitter amusement. “You think he’ll let it slide? With Grandpa’s temper? Hell no. He’ll burn the whole house down if he finds out what Vane did. He won’t just boot her out of the company—he’ll drive her entire bloodline into the gutter.”Their shared laughter was venomous. ---Meanwhile, across the city, Vane’s mood was worlds apart.He practically floated into the house, beaming from ear to ear, his steps light with triumph. It wasn’t just about his father’s recovery. It wasn’t just the miracle of the Divine Pill. It was everything. The shift. The recognition. The long-awaited sense th

His thoughtful gesture swelled her heart with a mix of warmth, gratitude, and something deeper she couldn't quite name."Hmm, smells amazing," Selena said, her eyes lighting up as she took in the aroma. She leaned in and took a deep sniff, the steam rising to her face. Her giggle was soft but real, the kind that came from being seen and cared for."I know you like noodles," Jaden said as he approached, setting the bowl down gently in front of her. "I added an egg, some bok choy, and a bit of beef, too. Nothing fancy, but it'll warm you up."His voice was low and smooth, but the care underneath every word hit harder than any grand gesture."Come on, eat before it gets cold."Selena looked up at him, eyes glassy but bright. She picked up the chopsticks, twirling the noodles with practiced ease. The scent alone made her stomach growl.Jaden stood beside her, arms folded, but his tone turned gentle. "It's time to call it a night. Finish that, take a hot shower, and get some sleep. You've

Elias stepped forward, face tight with frustration. “Dad, you remember I told you Vane handed over the Divine Pill the night you had the stroke?”Xander’s expression darkened. He gave a slow nod, eyes cast downward. The memory stung. That night, he’d refused to even look at Vane. Hadn’t said a word of thanks. Just brushed the man off like a beggar offering trash.Now, knowing that pill had pulled him back from the brink... he felt a hard knot of shame twist in his chest.Elias watched his father’s reaction, then struck.“Truth is... he didn’t want to give it to you.”Xander’s head snapped up. “What?”Before he could process it, Williams stepped in, voice low and bitter. “I was there, Dad. The doctors told me the Divine Pill was the only shot you had. So I went to Vane, took a couple of guys with me. We thought—hell, we figured he’d hand it over without hesitation.”He paused. “But instead, the bastard refused. Flat out. Not only that—he laid into my men. Beat them to the ground like d